Who said so?

Hello once again!

What is the issue? Words can drive you crazy yes? especially when they are almost meaningless. I have had problems with “at this moment in time”, “being perfectly honest”, Let’s make it perfectly clear”, etc. But now I am getting pissed of with “issues”.

Harriet Harmon was on the noble Woman’s Hour this morning, trying to explain her self-promoting aggrandisement in the absence of our Right Honourable Prime Minister, and her speech was peppered with “women’s issues”, “gender issues”, issues of justice, issues of policy, issues of issues even! Issues are becoming an issue for me.

Does anybody you know actually want to go digital? Have you seen the 100 channels available in America? I have a perfectly good B&W portable TV that is now useless because “they”, have turned off the analogue signal. Did anybody ask you if you wanted to go digital?

Who is going to pay for the replacement radios when they turn that signal off? I have four perfectly fine radios in the house, including an ancient and reliable FM tuner that is part of my Hi Fi system. My car has a built-in Jaguar radio and would like to know who will pay for that to be replaced. The reception on all these receivers is near perfect and in the car, Radio 3 FM sounds better that a CD, almost like being at the concert. It makes me feel like killing somebody, if only I knew who to kill.

Succulant lamb chops in the pub tonight! This time of year they have put on a bit of meat, so much more satisfying than the insipid “Spring Lamb”. I was served three large chops with plenty of crisp, tasty fat and juicy pink meat clinging to the bones. The plain new potatoes were a good foil for the rich meat but the gravy was totally weird. I think it had a lot of dried mint in it and was coloured with some kind of black and tasteless material. The carrots were overcooked as usual and the cabbage burnt around the edges, but that did not diminish the pleasure of munching on real Cornish lamb. I swear I could distinguish the various weeds the animal had grown fat on.

Our dear pub seems to have been discovered by visitors. Families of holidaymakers order strange drinks like “rum and coke”, “shandy”, “orange juice”, and foreign food such as “scampi and chips”, and the pub “curry”. I wonder how they found it……

Pip,pip, The Leg

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