Ach, post edited after many months of embarrassment. Shame that a rather fun endeavour ultimately descended into an utter boredom-led lyrical maelstrom.
The commenters have it right, though - although I can't believe any of them are still available to read after all these years..
Y'never know though, I might be back one day, just not this day. It's not easy coming up with new pub-related funnies these days, given that my 5-day-a-week pub attendance (as a pub-worker) has now been superceded (underceded?) by a mostly one-day-a-week limit.
Time will tell though...
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Friday, June 30, 2006
Still Here....?
Just popping in to see who's still hanging around...h'mmm, not many it seems.
Recent things that have caught my attention: -
1) Scottish people being harangued by the English media into supporting England during the World Cup.
My view on this? Why should we? As F.I.F.A. recognise us as two separate nations, why should we actively support any other team (and if we do, why should it be England)?
That'd be a bit like a German supporting the Netherlands, or a Spaniard supporting Portugal (or even a Brazilian supporting Argentina). It would be preposterous.
In no other place on earth would anyone expect someone to support their nearest and dearest (!) rivals in any sporting arena. Just because we are part of the United Kingdom, doesn't mean we have to fawn all over each other on the football fields.
Now we shall expand this a little, and look at the many Scots who are actively supporting whoever England are playing.
Now, this may seem a tad on the hostile side of things, but there is a very, very good reason for this phenomenon.
Television.
We in Scotland are forced to watch English television coverage of the World Cup, through the Scottish television company's lack of funds/enthusiasm.
Nothing irks me (and most other Scots viewers) more than watching these pundits and listening to commentators and anal-ysts witter on about the England camp and how they will win the World Cup, during a game between Argentina and Germany or Ghana and Brazil.
If these television programmes would concentrate on the game at hand, and project a sensible, un-biased viewpoint, then we in Scotland would be a damn sight happier.
2) Football-related again, I'm afraid.
Recently, a young Kiwi lad and his father were attacked in Edinburgh because the lad was wearing an England shirt. Allegedly.
In another incident, a disabled England fan was dragged from his car and beaten up for the same reason. Allegedly.
Now, I add the 'allegedly' to both statements, simply because there has been no corroborative evidence to back these stories up. No arrests, no prosecutions, no hardened xenophobes sent down.
Now, in no way would I condone these actions, true or not - they are a sad reflection on modern life more than anything else.
However, these incidents have been widely reported in the English media, at a time when over 500 England fans are arrested in Germany. The cynical amongst us could come to a few conclusions quite easily here, don't you think?
And before any enraged Englishman comments about the Scots and their Anti-English hatred, I'd like to draw their atention to a small news report that has probably not been widely reported, and certainly not raised in the House Of Commons: -
Click Here
The phrase "People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones" springs to mind.
Holier-than-thou? Me?
Recent things that have caught my attention: -
1) Scottish people being harangued by the English media into supporting England during the World Cup.
My view on this? Why should we? As F.I.F.A. recognise us as two separate nations, why should we actively support any other team (and if we do, why should it be England)?
That'd be a bit like a German supporting the Netherlands, or a Spaniard supporting Portugal (or even a Brazilian supporting Argentina). It would be preposterous.
In no other place on earth would anyone expect someone to support their nearest and dearest (!) rivals in any sporting arena. Just because we are part of the United Kingdom, doesn't mean we have to fawn all over each other on the football fields.
Now we shall expand this a little, and look at the many Scots who are actively supporting whoever England are playing.
Now, this may seem a tad on the hostile side of things, but there is a very, very good reason for this phenomenon.
Television.
We in Scotland are forced to watch English television coverage of the World Cup, through the Scottish television company's lack of funds/enthusiasm.
Nothing irks me (and most other Scots viewers) more than watching these pundits and listening to commentators and anal-ysts witter on about the England camp and how they will win the World Cup, during a game between Argentina and Germany or Ghana and Brazil.
If these television programmes would concentrate on the game at hand, and project a sensible, un-biased viewpoint, then we in Scotland would be a damn sight happier.
2) Football-related again, I'm afraid.
Recently, a young Kiwi lad and his father were attacked in Edinburgh because the lad was wearing an England shirt. Allegedly.
In another incident, a disabled England fan was dragged from his car and beaten up for the same reason. Allegedly.
Now, I add the 'allegedly' to both statements, simply because there has been no corroborative evidence to back these stories up. No arrests, no prosecutions, no hardened xenophobes sent down.
Now, in no way would I condone these actions, true or not - they are a sad reflection on modern life more than anything else.
However, these incidents have been widely reported in the English media, at a time when over 500 England fans are arrested in Germany. The cynical amongst us could come to a few conclusions quite easily here, don't you think?
And before any enraged Englishman comments about the Scots and their Anti-English hatred, I'd like to draw their atention to a small news report that has probably not been widely reported, and certainly not raised in the House Of Commons: -
Click Here
The phrase "People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones" springs to mind.
Holier-than-thou? Me?
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Back from the Dead!
Well, the previous post certainly confirms my thoughts.
Posting from a mobile 'phone doesn't work using the Blogger dashboard...even using an xHTML browser. Meh...
In other news: -
I haven't been posting recently because I couldn't really be arsed. (None of this "writer's block" bollocks for me! Non-arsed-ness it is, then!!)
Christmas is now firmly past us, and we're all happier for that I'm sure. In fact, it's almost Easter time, 'cos there's tons of Creme Eggs in the shops.
In fact, I have to concur with Scaryduck's discoveries of a few weeks ago - Creme Eggs are now indeed smaller than ever.
They used to be the size of ostrich eggs (hang on - that remnds me of an old story that takes the piss out of The Wife!) in the days of Wagon Wheels the size of, well, wheels on a wagon and Curly-Wurlys had to be carried on your back like a window-cleaner's ladder...
Ah, the halcyon days of youth right enough.
Right, enough of this buffoonery for now.
We'll take this one step at a time, and see how long and how far we can go. Likely as long s it takes for me to become not arsed again.
I bid you adieu, adieu, to you and you and you...
Posting from a mobile 'phone doesn't work using the Blogger dashboard...even using an xHTML browser. Meh...
In other news: -
I haven't been posting recently because I couldn't really be arsed. (None of this "writer's block" bollocks for me! Non-arsed-ness it is, then!!)
Christmas is now firmly past us, and we're all happier for that I'm sure. In fact, it's almost Easter time, 'cos there's tons of Creme Eggs in the shops.
In fact, I have to concur with Scaryduck's discoveries of a few weeks ago - Creme Eggs are now indeed smaller than ever.
They used to be the size of ostrich eggs (hang on - that remnds me of an old story that takes the piss out of The Wife!) in the days of Wagon Wheels the size of, well, wheels on a wagon and Curly-Wurlys had to be carried on your back like a window-cleaner's ladder...
Ah, the halcyon days of youth right enough.
Right, enough of this buffoonery for now.
We'll take this one step at a time, and see how long and how far we can go. Likely as long s it takes for me to become not arsed again.
I bid you adieu, adieu, to you and you and you...
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