...and Al Murray on the same theme!
Saturday, 23 February 2008
Friday, 15 February 2008
One Hour
For Hannah....something I wrote after a single meeting... now she is not mine but someone else's... ah well...
First meeting after phone conversations.
Will real life be better than our Internet connection?
Saw you and knew there’s no need to redial.
Blue jeans, brown jacket, the biggest smile.
You were standing still on the moving stairs.
A vision of beauty rising there.
Hey The Love Express has just stopped at my station.
Guard shouting ‘Anyone for the love connection?’
Hey Mister ‘It took one hour, just one hour,
Just one hour to fall in love with her’.
You talked with unbelievable charm.
Inside I’m nervous, outside I’m calm.
I looked, admired and as you spoke.
You smiled; you laughed at all the silly jokes.
I knew that I had to keep the feelings discreet.
I knew that I was falling, falling so deep.
Repeat Chorus
Just one hour it took for me to fall in love with you as I remember.
Was it only sixty minutes on one Saturday in late December?
Yep, back came the love train, thundering down parallel lines true.
Reminding me how, when and where I fell in love with you.
Last cup of coffee, our date ended.
Feel my faith in love has been finally mended.
I don’t know but I hope it’ll last.
Want to think about us, move on from the past.
In my mind, the double six has been cast.
Will you know if I am going too fast?
Repeat Chorus
© CTM 5th January 2003
First meeting after phone conversations.
Will real life be better than our Internet connection?
Saw you and knew there’s no need to redial.
Blue jeans, brown jacket, the biggest smile.
You were standing still on the moving stairs.
A vision of beauty rising there.
Hey The Love Express has just stopped at my station.
Guard shouting ‘Anyone for the love connection?’
Hey Mister ‘It took one hour, just one hour,
Just one hour to fall in love with her’.
You talked with unbelievable charm.
Inside I’m nervous, outside I’m calm.
I looked, admired and as you spoke.
You smiled; you laughed at all the silly jokes.
I knew that I had to keep the feelings discreet.
I knew that I was falling, falling so deep.
Repeat Chorus
Just one hour it took for me to fall in love with you as I remember.
Was it only sixty minutes on one Saturday in late December?
Yep, back came the love train, thundering down parallel lines true.
Reminding me how, when and where I fell in love with you.
Last cup of coffee, our date ended.
Feel my faith in love has been finally mended.
I don’t know but I hope it’ll last.
Want to think about us, move on from the past.
In my mind, the double six has been cast.
Will you know if I am going too fast?
Repeat Chorus
© CTM 5th January 2003
Wednesday, 13 February 2008
Immigration/Emigration
Today, news reached me that a Eric King-Turner (aged 102) has become the oldest immigrant to New Zealand. Apparently, he wants to have a quite life and plenty of trout fishing.
Good luck, my boy! But the novelty of this and the delight for Eric that we may feel over this single case hides a real problem that is getting worse here.
Reminds me of the figure given recently that about 750 people a day are leaving these shores to set up life abroad. If money allowed, I would be one of these and settle in my preferred country of Italy close to the ski slopes.
(PS One of my readers is an ex-pat...and no, not my only reader!!!)
Today in the Daily Express, the headline states there are 860 people coming into Britain every day!
Worse still is the report by Professor Tim Hatton, an immigration specialist at the University of Essex, who published a paper for the Royal Economic Society about the phenomenon. "Our best estimate is that for every 100 in, there's 30 to 50 out. The article is here.
As expected, the EU are taking steps. You would expect that wouldn't you?. Their answer? Satellites! I am so glad that we pay so much dosh to the guys in Brussels, Strasburg, The Hague to come up with such wonderful ideas!
But seriously, am I the only one that is concerned for my country?
Good luck, my boy! But the novelty of this and the delight for Eric that we may feel over this single case hides a real problem that is getting worse here.
Reminds me of the figure given recently that about 750 people a day are leaving these shores to set up life abroad. If money allowed, I would be one of these and settle in my preferred country of Italy close to the ski slopes.
(PS One of my readers is an ex-pat...and no, not my only reader!!!)
Today in the Daily Express, the headline states there are 860 people coming into Britain every day!
Worse still is the report by Professor Tim Hatton, an immigration specialist at the University of Essex, who published a paper for the Royal Economic Society about the phenomenon. "Our best estimate is that for every 100 in, there's 30 to 50 out. The article is here.
As expected, the EU are taking steps. You would expect that wouldn't you?. Their answer? Satellites! I am so glad that we pay so much dosh to the guys in Brussels, Strasburg, The Hague to come up with such wonderful ideas!
But seriously, am I the only one that is concerned for my country?
Monday, 11 February 2008
The Wrong Sort of Musak?
Walked through my (very) local shopping centre this morning.
Passed a shop called Pumpkin Patch which specialises in kids clothes and my ears caught the background music that was playing. Springsteen's 'Hungry Heart'
The lyrics ( (c) Bruce Springsteen ) of the first verse says...
'Got a wife and kids in Baltimore jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where its flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going'
A father walking out in his kids?
Next verse in the song tells us that the guy was in a destructive relationship and the reason why they part (with her still with the kids).
'I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstown again'
So he hated his life and is now back on the prowl?
The last verse tells us that the guy needs anybody he can find becasue he does not want to be alone.
'Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone'
Now Bruce is singing about a single situation that he may know about.
But my question is....
Are the kind folks of Pumpkin Patch trying to influence the youngsters and young families and fathers of today?
Passed a shop called Pumpkin Patch which specialises in kids clothes and my ears caught the background music that was playing. Springsteen's 'Hungry Heart'
The lyrics ( (c) Bruce Springsteen ) of the first verse says...
'Got a wife and kids in Baltimore jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where its flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going'
A father walking out in his kids?
Next verse in the song tells us that the guy was in a destructive relationship and the reason why they part (with her still with the kids).
'I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstown again'
So he hated his life and is now back on the prowl?
The last verse tells us that the guy needs anybody he can find becasue he does not want to be alone.
'Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone'
Now Bruce is singing about a single situation that he may know about.
But my question is....
Are the kind folks of Pumpkin Patch trying to influence the youngsters and young families and fathers of today?
Sunday, 10 February 2008
Football and Money
Robbie Fowler (ex Liverpool and England footballer) has about 100 houses. He is rich beyond his wildest dreams and good luck to him. If he is an excellent landlord (and I have no reason at to suggest otherwise), I would say that he has used the wealth from kicking the pigskin well and is providing a worthwhile social service to the community. I did see a report that two teachers had done the same thing many year ago across the south west of England. Property kings like these are necessary in today's world due to the lack of council housing.
Cristiano Ronaldo (current Manchester United and Portugal footballer) wants to stay with United. Good for him. Loyalty like this is rare amongst footballers, many making more money from frequent transfers rather than actually playing. As a reward, he may be signing a £7million per year contract. That's £134,000 per week. Yes per week! This is obscene!
I would really like to see one star player refuse to sign such a contract stating clearly 'it's too much. I would play for you for half the wages that you want to pay me'. Or something similar, anything that says that this upward spiral of wages is not right for simply playing football. Until this happens football will have higher an higher pay settlements and have to find ways to pay for it.
Of course, some players imported from countries that are not as rich as the UK send copious amount of cash home and maybe exploiting the system for the benefit of people in their homeland. I can understand that.
But will one footballer who does not need the money stand up?
Cristiano Ronaldo (current Manchester United and Portugal footballer) wants to stay with United. Good for him. Loyalty like this is rare amongst footballers, many making more money from frequent transfers rather than actually playing. As a reward, he may be signing a £7million per year contract. That's £134,000 per week. Yes per week! This is obscene!
I would really like to see one star player refuse to sign such a contract stating clearly 'it's too much. I would play for you for half the wages that you want to pay me'. Or something similar, anything that says that this upward spiral of wages is not right for simply playing football. Until this happens football will have higher an higher pay settlements and have to find ways to pay for it.
Of course, some players imported from countries that are not as rich as the UK send copious amount of cash home and maybe exploiting the system for the benefit of people in their homeland. I can understand that.
But will one footballer who does not need the money stand up?
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
Buying a lottery ticket
I have two regular lines that I must have for each lottery draw.
('MUST' as in I get a cold sweat if I don't have my ticket...)
Anyway, went into Sainsbury's today to buy my Wednesday ticket. Filled in the entry and offered it to the shop assistant behind the counter who produced the ticket!
Went to pay using my bank card and they refused payment!
Not the bank card but Sainsbury's! It seems that you can only buy a lottery ticket wish cash and/or coin of the realm. Bank cards strictly NOT allowed!
Why?
('MUST' as in I get a cold sweat if I don't have my ticket...)
Anyway, went into Sainsbury's today to buy my Wednesday ticket. Filled in the entry and offered it to the shop assistant behind the counter who produced the ticket!
Went to pay using my bank card and they refused payment!
Not the bank card but Sainsbury's! It seems that you can only buy a lottery ticket wish cash and/or coin of the realm. Bank cards strictly NOT allowed!
Why?
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