Surprise, Surprise...

Amazing to hear on the news this morning that Golden Brown is meeting up with all those other "Merchant Bankers" in New York, to try and sort out the economic crisis. Huh. If he had maybe read my Blog last Summer (not so very funny) he might have realized that things weren't going too well. We could all see where that greedy, grasping Monetary Policy was leading. Well, most of us anyway. Now, of course, whatever they do, it's too little, too late. Now he's in the deep do-do, and it serves him right. Unfortunately we're all in it with him. And we haven't just awarded ourselves a 26% Pay Rise, have we? All those in Parliament, who supposedly represent all of us, should now be feeling heartily ashamed of themselves. But of course, once they get into that privileged position, with all those jammy perks, they seem to somehow forget all their scruples and all their promises. Well, whatever it is those Bankers are doing at their meetings, I hope they all go blind!

Cleaning out my Toaster this morning I remembered something very funny that happened years ago. When the children were babies, we lived in a beautiful old Hall House in a Kent village called Milstead. Two of our neighbours, who became good friends, were the Hulls (of Rod and Emu fame). Rod and Cher, his wife, had three small children, about the same ages as ours, and they lived in the Manor House, which was in the centre of the village. Anyway, they used to let out the Main House sometimes to make a bit of extra cash, and would move into one of their other, smaller houses. On one occasion they were asked to check the Toaster because the tenants couldn't get it to work, and it was rather smelly. Cher, who was the practical one, went to look and was nearly sick when she discovered a toasted, and very dead, mouse stuck in the bottom of the smelly machine. We did laugh when she described trying to get the poor thing out without the tenants realizing what she had found! I think they had to replace the Toaster...

PS. Speaking of my amazing prescience (with regard to the Credit Crunch), there was another example on Woman's Hour today which I only partly caught. Jenni Murray was discussing with two other women the distasteful Japanese "Manga" Comics (which I commented on in "A Cruel Race" on 14th August last year) and their pornographic content. I didn't hear the whole discussion, sadly, but wanted to shout at the radio (again) when I heard one woman saying that she didn't think that this pornographic material could possibly damage children (apparently it portrayed children but only drawn - not photographed!), because it is meant for adult consumption!! (I must go on-line and listen to the whole item.) Dear God, how do these people sleep at nights. And do they seriously think that any of that is OK?