Read all about it!

The world’s finances are in a mess, thousands of people are losing their homes and jobs, Afghanistan and Iraq along with many other counries are being torn apart by war, and yet, and yet, our illustrious press and broadcasting media see fit to put the lewd ramblings of two overblown, overpaid, (at our expense!), self-opionated, self-centred creeps, who add nothing to the world of culture (or in fact anything else) at the top of their news reports and banner headlines!

Brand has resigned, presumably reckoning that he will get a placement somewhere else, while Ross seems to be sticking it out, hoping it may blow over.

And of course there are the producers and directors who allowed this to be recorded, and subsequently broadcast…….hopefully they will have the decency to resign, and not just give us the old chestnut…’lessons have been learned, procedures have been set in place etc etc……as our politicians constantly tell us.

I think the BBC should question highly the £6m Ross was paid, and just because he draws an audience, what is the cost to decency, and what it is saying to the audience he is spposed to be drawing. Let’s not forget that it is the licence-payers who are paying the bill.

Birds and the bees

Yesterday, on our 41st wedding anniverary, Lady of the House and I were determined to find out about the Birds and Bees. ‘What?’ I hear you say, ‘Only now?….after all these years?’

Well, it’s not really as simple as this, or even what you think. We were going out for a meal to celebrate this lifetime together (well, we have to eat!), and were not sure where to go. Daughter, and friend, mentioned that they had recently been to a very pleasant restaurant on the outskirts of lovely Stirling, only a short walk from the lofty Wallace Monument.

‘Seems pleasant,’ we said and got the details. So off we went last night to find this epicurean centre, and arrived at the Restaurant, surprisingly called ‘The Birds and the Bees’.

Great ambiance, even for a Tuesday evening, with a pub quiz in the bar, and very mellow, gentle un-obtrusive music in the background. Decoration was un-deniably dedicated to birds, and bees, but we were also met by a sheep (not real!) in the reception area, and a couple of mangles (remember them?) beside the bar area.

There were several ‘cubicles’, big enough to seat 4-6, and we had one to ourselves. Wonderfully private, but prevented me hearing the conversation of a French couple who were obviously touring the area.

Food available was eclectic, with Indian, Italian, ‘good old British’, and ‘even-better Scottish’, dishes from which to choose. We shared spring rolls, then Lady had pork loin, while I had Oriental stir-fry…impeccably served and presented on un-usually-shaped plates. Unusually I chose a Chilian heavy red wine (14 %), which actually worked well.

After an appropriate rest, Lady had home-made banoffee pie, and I had caramel apple pie…….followed by wonderfully hot coffee…….before heading into a perfectly-clear evening with stars twinkling a welcome to winter.

I know not everyone is lucky enough to live near here, but I’ve put a link below so that you can simulate our delightful meal or pick your own.

 http://www.thebirdsandthebees-stirling.com/

P.S. As I was driving, I could only take a 1/2 glass of wine, so brought it away to have tonight!

P.P.S So now you too know about the Birds and the Bees!

….The Way We Were

 

I’m sure I have seen this about before….but have just received it from Daughter of the House

OH, HOW TRUE IT ALL IS!!

Subject : FOR THOSE BORN BEFORE 1986

According to today’s regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were
kids in the 60’s, 70’s and early 80’s probably shouldn’t have survived,
because our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based
paint which was promptly chewed and licked. We had no childproof lids on
medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to
play with pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip-flops and
fluorescent ‘spokey dokey’s’ on our wheels. As children, we would ride
in cars with no seat belts or airbags – riding in the passenger seat was
a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted
the same. We ate chips, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy juice with sugar
in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside
playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one
actually died from this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top
speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into

stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We would leave home in the morning and could play all day, as long as we
were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us and no one
minded. We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile
phones, no personal computers, no DVDs, no Internet chat rooms.

We had friends – we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt!

We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones but there were no law
suits. We had full on fist fights but no prosecution followed from other
parents.

We played knock-the-door-run-away and were actually afraid of the owners
catching us.

We walked to friends’ homes.

We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school; we didn’t rely on mummy or

daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard
of…They actually sided with the law.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem
solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of
innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and
responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

And you’re one of them. Congratulations!

Pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow as real kids,
before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.

For those of you who aren’t old enough thought you might like to read
about us?

This my friends, is surprisingly frightening……and it might put a
smile on your face:

The majority of students in universities today were born in
1986……..They are called youth.

They have never heard of we are the World, We are the children, and the
Uptown Girl they know is by Westlife not Billy Joel. They have never
heard of Rick Astley, Bananarama, Nena Cherry or Belinda Carlisle.

For them, there has always been only one Germany and one Vietnam .

AIDS has existed since they were born. CD’s have existed since they were

born.

Michael Jackson has always been white.

To them John Travolta has always been round in shape and they can’t
imagine how this fat guy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Charlie’s Angels and Mission Impossible are films from

last year.

They can never imagine life before computers.

They’ll never have pretended to be the A Team, RedHand Gang or the
Famous Five.

They’ll never have applied to be on Jim’ll Fix it or Why Don’t You.

They can’t believe a black and white television ever existed. And they
will never understand how we could leave the house without a mobile
phone.

Now let’s check if we’re getting old…

1. You understand what was written above and you smile.

2. You need to sleep more, usually until the afternoon, after a night
out.

3. Your friends are getting married/already married.

4. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably
with computers.

5. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.

6. You remember watching Dirty Den in EastEnders the first time around.

7. You meet your friends from time to time, talking about the good Old
days, repeating again all the funny things you have experienced
together.

8. Having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to some
other friends because you think they will like it too… Yes, you’re
getting old!!

Has Autumn come and gone?

 

Just as we have started to admire the wonderful autumnal colours of of our lovely countryside…..we have had hailstones piling up at the front door. Luckily they weren’t the size of the ones above, which were reported in Australia.

Is this the shortest Autumn ever?

So Soon?

The Christmas lights have been put up today on the lamp-posts in our area!…..and we haven’t had Hallowe’en! 

WHY?

In a time of financial strictures and fuel poverty, I think there are probably better and more pressing uses for the money. And why were they putting them up on a Sunday?…..was there an extra-time bonus involved?

They are pretty when switched-on, but I think I would rather see the footpaths improved or a special payment to OAPs to help with fuel……there are many other more pressing needs.

Now we have only to look-out for the first Christmas tree in a window!