What a Day For a Daydream

What a day for a day dream, what a day for a day dreamin’ boy...it’s late September and all is well. We can all breathe a sigh of relief, and ignore the blather our pathetic leaders and wannabe leaders are lying about. Good old Gordon! Never in my life thought I would ever say or write anything positive about the bloke that shat on all our private pensions and steered us very close to the edge of financial collapse. However, he did play a bigger part in persuading the “didn’t knows” than any of the other liars. I would not like to live under the rule of Nicola Sturgeon, she is a bigger liar than fish-face.

Changing subject, is it our job to go and blow up some nasty idiots? Would you go over and kick a hornet’s nest in someone else’s garden? I doubt it. Turkey (allegedly) is backing these murders, as they might wipe out those pesky Kurds for them (personally, the Kurds I have met are really nice). The other Arab States are not very secretly backing ISIS because they don’t want anyone thinking about democracy anymore (remember the Arab Spring? What happened to that?).  And ISIS (Sunni) are enemies of Iran as they are all Shiites. If you read Sunni as Catholics and Shiites Proddies, then remember we weren’t that good to each other 600 years ago. They are about 600 years behind us so it will all settle down one day soon. It is none of our business; leave them alone!

Changing again, what’s that mad house elf doing while all this hoo-hah is going on? Someone told me this is just another civil war as well; apparently Kiev was the old capital of Russia. These Ukrainians are uber Russians, bit like the Austrians are to Germany. Well I could be wrong, and if you know differently please reply. Actually I would like to publish most of the replies I have received because many of them are far better than my mitherings.  I would write “Blah blah” said JB from Smethwick.

Let me know if you don’t want any of your replies included please, and enjoy the coming weekend.  Mine started last night. Just had a round of golf with a good chum and now I need to cuddle my one year old granddaughter all afternoon, it’s a tough life.

Non je regrette rien

Non, Je ne regrette rien....but no matter which side wins there will be regrets. Alex the vile fish faced liar has managed to divide the country right down the middle for his own greedy ends.

I just hope the side that wins, wins well. If there is a win for the No voters, there should not be another referendum until 75% of the country polls Yes, this would avoid what is about to happen.

All this has been gripping viewing and listening, keeping us away from the horrors of Isis and that poor, big hearted chap waiting for a grizzly death. Alan Henning, by his very brave, unselfish action should be appreciated by the government. He should get the George Cross, the peace time equivalent of the Victoria Cross. I know this won’t help him now but may at least bring some comfort to his dismayed family.

It is hard not to think dark thoughts about our Muslim community and their seemly puny response, but the true Muslims I know and respect are quiet thoughtful decent people. They could teach us “wasps” a thing or two about gentleness and compassion. The rise of the extreme right is worrying and perhaps those in Isis are deliberately trying to provoke this typical response from the stupid people, well it seems to be working.

Sorry there isn’t much to giggle about so far, except my favourite lines from Coronation Street are, Phyllis says,” Aye Percy would you kiss me under the missal toe?” Percy replies, “ I wouldn’t kiss you under an anaesthetic.” And lastly someone enquires the whereabouts of another forgettable character from corrie, but Kirk, my favourite character, knows the answer, “She has gone to Israel to live on a kibab!” Priceless....