I
was worn out when I took myself off to bed last night. However I was
stil wide awake at 5am this morning. Over brekkie I watched last
night's episode of "Game of Thrones". Despite a
marked shortage of anything being flopped out it was rather good.
However I watched it with very much a sense of "WTF is going
on?" I *really* need to watch the entire lot again
from the beginning (in quick succession) so I can find out
just "WTF was going on".
And
talking of "WTF is going on?", as I drove to work
the pundits on the radio were asking that very question of the
prominent Labour
MEP Richard Corbett and the Conservative Chancellor
of the Exchequer George Osborne. Both made the same (rather
valid) point. Last week the country voted to either remain in the
EU or to leave the EU. In retrospect this question was rather
simplistic. Had the "remain" side won then we would
probably still have had all the nastiness we've had, but the country
would have carried on pretty much the same.
However
leaving the EU means radical change. Various flavours of change had
been offered by two independent leave sides in the run-up to the
vote. It is now becoming clear that many of the proposals offered by
the "leave" sides were actually mutually
contradictory. The savings made be leaving the EU can only be spent
once; not multiple times. And Britain can either remain part of the
European trading bloc (and have to accept all the associated
rules) or it can leave. It can't do both. And no one seems to be
brave enough to even mention the whole sorry topic of immigration.
It
was made quite clear that until a new Prime Minister is appointed the
only certainty is uncertainty.
Much
hated Minister for Health Jeremy Hunt (and now a wannabe Prime
Minister) has even proposed
a second EU referendum in which the country will decide exactly
what we do want having left the EU, and was talking about not
actually leaving for another four years.
I
got to work and had a rather busy day. I didn't like that very much.
Mind you in between working we all found our our stripper names.
Apparently your stripper name is the colour of your undercrackers
followed by the last thing you ate. I was "blue biscuit".
However the winner was undeniably the "black sausage"
with "grey cheese sandwich" as runner up (for no
reason I could fathom).
During
the afternoon tea break the famous tennis player Annabel
Croft was on the telly beiing interviewed about tennis
(obviously!). During the late 1980s she was on telly all the
time, and (quite frankly) made the thing worth watching.
Bearing
in mind she's only two years younger than me I think it fair to say
the years have been far kinder to her than they have to me....
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