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no point getting on the high horse.if it was a choice between riding Tessa or patricia,you can't tell me you wouldn't run to Tessa like a scared rabbit.
Jowell is a lot less frightening than PH, I'll give her that. I suppose there's always the possibility that one might be discussing Uganda with PH and then suddenly it would be time for her regular movement.
Meanwhile, click on this and prepare to be stunned by the opening sentence of the fifth entry.Alas it isn't as sordid as it appears, but google's editing gave me a chuckle.
Wasn't it 16 years? Don't they have detection vans over there? It is quite extraordinary, but I guess it is easy for people with high profile jobs to overlook this boring kind of stuff, especially if they are based in different countries.
Whoops, 16 it is... I thought the 90% hit rate by the Swedish authorities was pretty feeble. Heaven knows the licence bods here are on you like the proverbial ton if you don't pay.
the detector van is a myth,they just go down the electoral roll.they don't have a clue what you're watching or whether you've even a TV in the house.a mate of mine has no TV and they send someone round once a year to ask if they can come in his house to have alook--they have no right of entry-naturally he tells them to fuck off.I hate those left wing bastards and the sooner they have to justify their inflated salaries to shareholders the better.redundancies all round on crap terms,just like everyone else.to paraphrase Orwell,'some workers are more equal than others'
it should be unlawful to have sex with patricia hewittI was once caught out by the tv licensing authorities, asked me if i owned a tv, as he could clearly see it playing coronation st i had to admit i did, then gave him a false name, so that person got fined and i didnt. i haven't had a tv license for nearly 20 years
Greetings, droogs.Remotely connected with smug Sweden- the "Boy David" Cameron is very keen on social justice. I wondered what the definition is. After looking in 10 dictionaries, I still don't know. They just don't list it. A large Deutsch dictionary has 20 entries under "social" - but not social (fascist) justice. Finally I found a definition in print in - the Catholic encyclopedia. (so that's less worrying, as Catholics are un-threatening.) Goofgle has a nicely sceptical article. Amities de Sutton.
Ah, the man of a thousand aliases...Social justice is just about the most nebulous concept going, but check out Hayek for an awesome demolition of the concept.Here are edited highlights, c/o Michael Novak
It should be unlawful to have sex with any member of the Labour Cabinet. I certainly never would. Although Mags Beckett has a certain allure...it must be something about her dentistry.
the late allan clark reffered to Mragaret as "a horse faced minx"fair comment.
Re Hayek - yeh, good, but I doute that the Boy David would be interested. Hasta l.v.
Peter - shall I haul out the Paxman/Beckett/Memmor story, or is it already too well known?JSM - I fear not. Hard thinking is not exactly the flavour du jour with any of our politicians.
GC - as an exercise in preventing them from having any more progeny? Although it is worth noting that Attlee's grandson still sits in the Lords on the 'blue' benches.... Yes, really.And it should have been 'Paxman/Beckett/Mellor' in the previous commenht.
Indeed, Croydonian. For the buggers breed like rabbits...with the notable exception of Mags Beckett who failed to produce any progeny. In this regard, many thoughts spring to mind.By the way, my former incarnation of GC has been consigned to the ashes. As all can see, I have rechristened myself as "istanbultory". A blog could follow. Well, praguetory has pulled it off....
Good for you mate. Although His Grace might want you to call yourself Byzantiumtory, or Constantinopletory.Give the blogging a go - it is a hoot.
Anyway, I'm off out for a bit. But for a prior appointment, I might well have frothing about 18 Doughty St, as humble narrator had to turn down an opportunity to make his internet TV debut tonight. Yes, really, and I'm choked.