I'm currently reading Stephen Fry's book "Making History" and for anyone yet to pick it up I recommend you nip down to your nearest Waterstones and grab yourself a copy. The basic plot is that of a Twenty-something history student who uses a time machine to prevent Adolf Hitler from being born. Although his motives are good his time-dabbling has consequences that he didn't forsee due to his simplistic outlook of pre-war history. To the main characters (Micheal) mind preventing Hitler from being born will effectively stop the Second World War from ever happening and in the process save millions of lives. Unbeknownst to him, Hitler was the lesser of two evils and the Third Reich goes on to reach it aims under an even more despotic leader and the whole world is vastly different to the one he has become accustomed to.
That's about as far as I've got into it at the moment so without further a do I shall return to my reading chair and carry on.
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Good news for a change
Rather than allowing myself to get depressed and suicidal via the doom producing propaganda machine that is the BBC I have decided that it will prove beneficial to my overall mood and health if I seek out news stories that bring a little joy into my day.
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My favourite quote: "If these findings hold up, then it's perfectly reasonable that men should be encouraged to masturbate,". Since when have men needed encouragement to do what some say they do best?
In the same way that women have mobile clinics to check for signs of breast cancer, perhaps mobile clinics could be set up outside pubs, football grounds, and other blokey type places in order to improve the health of the male population.
See - it's not all doom and gloom!
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My favourite quote: "If these findings hold up, then it's perfectly reasonable that men should be encouraged to masturbate,". Since when have men needed encouragement to do what some say they do best?
In the same way that women have mobile clinics to check for signs of breast cancer, perhaps mobile clinics could be set up outside pubs, football grounds, and other blokey type places in order to improve the health of the male population.
See - it's not all doom and gloom!
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
2009.......The story so far.........
2009's second month is upon us and what have we found out so far?
Well, it came as a bit of a surprise to many people that it snows during the winter months. Those most caught out decided the only sensible option was to barricade themselves inside their homes and huddle the family together under foil blankets. There they waited to see who would get to them first - the emergency services or death. I thought it might be a good idea to turn the central heating on. The BBC took great delight in telling us of the "Siberian Storms" that were fast approaching Britannia's shores which would transform London into a scene from The Day after Tomorrow. To us folk up north this was welcome news and cause for great celebration. Unfortunately, as with most things north of the Watford Gap, it didn't last long and cockneys across the capital soon started to thaw out and continue singing "knees up mother braawwn" as if nothing had happened.
Of particular note is the large numbers of apologies uttered by numerous people over the last few weeks. It seems everyone from bankers to Jeremy Clarkson are apologising for something. The fat cat W(b)ankers said sorry for bankrupting us, repossessing our houses, and leaving us at the mercy of the weather which I'm sure will be accepted by everyone affected. Off loading their guilt will surely enable them to sleep soundly in their beds of £50 notes and swan feathered pillows and if it doesn't then their forthcoming bonus will surely help to make a duvet of gold fibres. I'm not sure why Mr Clarkson needed to apologise to some idiotic Scottish cyclops as I thought they were mythical creatures. Perhaps the P.C. police at the Beeb thought it best to cover all bases.
I'm sure the rest of February will be full of optimism, warm weather, and money for all.
Well, it came as a bit of a surprise to many people that it snows during the winter months. Those most caught out decided the only sensible option was to barricade themselves inside their homes and huddle the family together under foil blankets. There they waited to see who would get to them first - the emergency services or death. I thought it might be a good idea to turn the central heating on. The BBC took great delight in telling us of the "Siberian Storms" that were fast approaching Britannia's shores which would transform London into a scene from The Day after Tomorrow. To us folk up north this was welcome news and cause for great celebration. Unfortunately, as with most things north of the Watford Gap, it didn't last long and cockneys across the capital soon started to thaw out and continue singing "knees up mother braawwn" as if nothing had happened.
Of particular note is the large numbers of apologies uttered by numerous people over the last few weeks. It seems everyone from bankers to Jeremy Clarkson are apologising for something. The fat cat W(b)ankers said sorry for bankrupting us, repossessing our houses, and leaving us at the mercy of the weather which I'm sure will be accepted by everyone affected. Off loading their guilt will surely enable them to sleep soundly in their beds of £50 notes and swan feathered pillows and if it doesn't then their forthcoming bonus will surely help to make a duvet of gold fibres. I'm not sure why Mr Clarkson needed to apologise to some idiotic Scottish cyclops as I thought they were mythical creatures. Perhaps the P.C. police at the Beeb thought it best to cover all bases.
I'm sure the rest of February will be full of optimism, warm weather, and money for all.
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