It finally happened; I turn 66 today, but please don’t worry about sending me a birthday card. I’m officially an OAP, in receipt of a generous (ha, ha!) UK State Pension. I’m grateful to have reached this milestone, despite the best efforts of the powers that be and the NHS. By proactively making additional National […]
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For years, I’ve enjoyed a quick lunch composed of a tin of Heinz Scotch Broth (the most ‘homemade’ tasting of all their soup offerings) with a smoked pork sausage i.e. the brown shiny curled ones that come in a vacuum pack inside a foil outer package, cut up into chunks and added to the soup.
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I’ll state upfront that I have no medical qualifications or particular in-depth knowledge / experience of medicine, or even of the NHS as a real patient for many years now. Why this disclaimer? Well mainly because what follows is my own supposition, sparked by an unexpected phone call from my GP’s Surgery last week. Back
Picture this – after waiting for what seems like an hour (probably in reality though only fifteen minutes, but of sheer neck-cricked Hell) you finally get from your seat in row 18 through the front door of a Jet2 plane and onto the tarmac into a packed shuttle bus. Next, you’re waiting in an endless
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Unless you’re prepared to put yourself to significant extra expense and hassle, then getting to your chosen destination in EU Land inevitably means using the nearest regional airport and whichever ‘budget’ airline flies from there. Sadly, up North these days there Is usually no other choice. Here up North, unless prepared to endure the hell
A Flight to Remember Read More »
This will be a familiar story to many around the UK, but here goes anyway. Ambitious, and dare I say it, possibly sensible plans for a Yorkshire-wide devolution deal (eight cities and a population almost the same as Scotland’s) really never went anywhere because of petty rivalries between cities and ridings. [You only need to
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Imagine living in the past, say sometime still in the modern era but pre-WW2; how soul destroying it must have been to have been held back socially, economically, politically, or career-wise because of traits such as being female, non-white, disabled, Jewish, the wrong sort of Christian, homosexual, born of humble stock or out of wedlock
As if the UK Honours System wasn’t already debased enough, there are those who seek an alternative affirmation of their merit and completely bypass it. In the 60s and 70s, I lived in a small county town (Beverley, capital of the East Riding of Yorkshire – much to the nearby socialist city of Kingston upon
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Have a look, if you can bear it, at this BBC news story. It’s so full of low hanging fruit that it’s difficult to know where to begin. Perhaps the best way is for me, on your behalf, to just go through it and raise the very obvious things as they jump out of the screen.
‘Saving the Earth’ One Shit at a Time Read More »
According to the Daily Mail (and who are we to query this fount of all knowledge), the UK has 470 delegates at the latest climate beano in Azerbaijan. The comments on the article about this publicly funded jaunt for the chosen few are, of course, entirely predictable. Many futilely point out the obvious contradictions in
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