According to an article in the Independent, Lindsay Hoyle has not selected a motion by Monsieur François, or whatever he is called. .. you know who I mean, the little one who was a fearless warrior in the first world war… or something… Anyway, Hoyle has scuppered his motion to get Big Ben chiming at 11pm on 31 January to celebrate England leaving the EU. I’m not sure why.
The clock tower is presently being renovated at enormous cost to the taxpayer (a cost which has already doubled although the job isn’t done yet… wait for Murdo screaming blue murder about things being late and costing too much and incompetent project management, etc, but don’t hold your breath. I fear he’s contracted tonsilitis).
The words ‘bell’ and ‘end’ come to mind.
But, lest you should be thinking to yourself: No Big Ben, on the greatest day of our lives ever? What is there left to live for?… I can cheer you up by telling you that Nigel Farage is going to throw a party at a cost of £100,000 (Where’s he getting that kind of money?) in Parliament Square (their parliament, incidentally, not ours).
Can you imagine Farage at 11 pm on Brexit day? I mean, I’m not sure that I’ve ever seen him sober, but that day of all days, I can only imagine he’ll be totally legless. Just as well it’s not too close to the Thames otherwise who knows what might happen. [It is quite close to the Thames. Munguin]
Downing Street apparently also has plans for a celebration but have refused to say what they are, presumably because Dominic Cummings hasn’t decided. Maybe Johnson’s going back to Mustique for his early Spring holiday.
I just hope these celebrations don’t involve Dom getting his kit off and dancing around Maypole.
I trust that the famous, postponed, Brexit 50p pieces will be back on the cards though, except they are now only worth 40p. Will it be second time lucky for this ill-fated loose change?
I hope Prime Minister Cummings is aware that pretty much nothing will change after 11 pm in a few weeks’ time. They will have taken back control of precisely diddly squat.
This may prove to be a bit of an anti-climax for your average racist, and some injured celebrators may be most disappointed, not to say downright cross, to find the odd foreign doctor or nurse still on duty in casualty after they (the racists) have partaken in a spot too much of the old celebratory sherry!
The real hard work, of course, starts on February 1, when they will have 11 months to sort out their special trade deal.
Just when you thought that all the fun had gone out of life…
Totally unconnected, but a lot of people have been asking about the situation in the Near East and I saw this which explains it pretty succinctly, I think!
The Scottish government has made various attempts in the past to get permission from London (to which drug policy is reserved) to set up “clean rooms” where safe, tested drugs can be taken in a clean environment, under supervision, with medical and social work help in attendance.
Permission has always been refused.
So the Scottish Government some time ago arranged to set up a task force to look at how they could act, within UK restrictions… ie, legally, to reduce the number of deaths caused by drugs.
They invited the Brits to participate in this task force.
The Brits refused.
It’s almost like they don’t care, or that they want Scotland to seem to be failing.
And either Wells is too negligent to have done her research on this or she is hoping that, as the Tories in London more or less ignore everything that the SNP asks for (after all their press has managed to make this look REALLY bad for the SNP and that’s what the Tories want), but sometimes react to a matter raised by one of their own sort (not that I would have thought that Annie was quite “one of them…the huntin’ shootin’ fishin’ brigade”), or, maybe she simply wants to have the deep honour of sending a letter to the PM, who won’t read it and will tell a functionary to reply in formulaic fashion.
I suspect that should anything happen in the future though, Wells will be taking the credit.
But this is much more important than Wells, or her cokey, drunk buddy.
I’m aware of the various arguments relating to changing the law on illegal drugs… including the view that making clean rooms available to members of the public is tantamount to legalising drug abuse or at least condoning it.
But there has to come a time when people see that, rather like prostitution, which has been illegally going on since Biblical times, we will never stamp it out, no matter how illegal we make it.
In the meantime, people die as a result of both drugs and prostitution.
You won’t stop drug deaths by having cleanrooms, but my bet is that you will reduce the number of folk who die, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll even manage to get some people off drugs.
And, for that matter, given the longevity of “the oldest profession in the world”, I suspect that if we pursued the idea which, I think, was originally promoted by Edinburgh City Council many years ago, of legal, council-run brothels or “saunas” (keeping women … and men… off the streets in safe places, medically tested and protected from pimps), we could provide a safer environment for sex workers and reduce the number of deaths and serious illnesses.
After all, cigarettes are legal and they kill tens of thousands a year, as is alcohol, which also is responsible for deaths and injury.
The sooner responsibility for illegal drugs is in the hands of a responsible government, one that actually cares about its population, the better.
I wonder what you think…
Well, I’ve booked my train ticket for Glasgow on Saturday. Munguin will be in First Class; me in the cattle truck. I should get in at the back of ten (assuming I can squeeze in, given that they aren’t taking any bookings for seats.)
Anyone want to meet up and be presented to Munguin. (Best clothes.)
I don’t know Glasgow at all, but I remember someone (sorry can’t remember who) suggested a place near the start of the march…
I’ll have to be back by around 5.30, so it won’t be a long day out… and even being there could depend on my mother’s health situation on the day. But if a few of us decide on a place to meet, it won’t matter Munguin and I can’t make it.
Thanks to Tom, David and John.
With thanks to David and Tom.
SEEMS THAT THERE IS… ERM… ‘WIDESPREAD’ OBJECTION TO THE IRISH LANGUAGE ACT!
It is estimated that the initial cost of the Irish Language Act would be around £8.5 million (estimates vary) and that its administration would thereafter cost around £2 a year.
It’s a good deal of money by anyone’s standards, but the North Irish Health Service (like all the others in the UK, is short of billions of pounds a year.
So, it really isn’t an either-or situation. And, if this is what is keeping the assembly from being up and running… ye gads, are you people mad?
Oh wait, it’s the DUP, so that’s a yes.
Just a thought that on the other side of the world people are living through the hell of bush fires which have reached inhabited areas of Australia, particularly Victoria and New South Wales.
But, happily, there is a heartwarming story to go with this horror.
Amid the devastating fires ravaging Australia, a small zoo has managed to save all its animals.
Mogo Zoo houses Australia’s largest collection of primates, along with zebras, rhinos and giraffes.
Yet, when it was right in the line of a bushfire, the keepers managed to protect all 200 animals from harm.
While most were sheltered at the site, monkeys, pandas and even a tiger were temporary lodgers at one keeper’s home.
On Tuesday, an evacuation order was made for the New South Wales area where the zoo is located, but staff decided to stay to protect their animals.
(Taken from BBC page, linked above)
What utterly marvellous people.
Of course, there are fires every year across Australia. But temperatures are higher this year. And the drought is more severe. All states have been affected, but the South East is worst of all.
Hundreds of homes have been burnt to the ground, many lives have been lost and, outside of that zoo, who knows how many wild animals have been affected.
After some delay, the Australian prime minister, Morrison (by all accounts a charmless man), has been shamed into returning from a holiday in the USA. Morrison is a climate change denier. My pal, a solicitor there, has pretty much nothing nice to say about him.
Spare a thought too for emergency services, particularly the firemen, including many volunteers, some of whom have been killed while carrying out their firefighting.
To all our Australian readers, we’re thinking of you.