Yesterday evening I
mentioned on Facebook that I’d been watching Monty Python’s “Life of Brian” as I did the ironing.
Overnight several people had commented about it. As everyone was gushing with
praise for the film I didn’t have the heart to say I felt the thing had been
something of a disappointment.
I was also glad to see
that much of the squabbling that filled social media yesterday had died down
overnight. That was probably for the best. I was expecting things to still be
kicking off; one of the main protagonists was someone I’d not encountered
before on-line. I was told (from people
who know him) that he delights in trolling the internet.
I wish people wouldn’t.
I set off to work
through some awful weather. The wind and rain made for rather nasty motorway
driving. As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about the resignation
of the Home Secretary Amber Rudd. Having been following the news for the last
week I think it is fair to say that there was a deliberate campaign to hound
her out of office.
The shadow Home
Secretary Diane Abbott was wheeled on air. There was a discussion about the “hostile
environment” policy that had been in place in the Home Office for some
years. The implication was that it was originally something devised by the
previous Labour government, and Ms. Abbott made what I can only describe as a
total cock of herself. She was very quick to crucify anything and everything
the Conservatives had ever done or said. But any mention of anything every said
or done by the Labour party was immediately dismissed by Ms. Abbott who claimed
the Labour party was under new management, and consequently had nothing to do
with what had gone before.
I have a theory that
Ms. Abbott (and Mr Corbyn) is
actually an invention of the Conservative party designed to make the Labour
party unelectable. It seems to be working…
As the radio driveled
on so the traffic slowed and the queues formed. I was stuck on the motorway for
seemingly ages. There is no denying that I was rather grateful to see the works’
toilet.
Work was work; I came
home and walked the dogs round the block, and with "er indoors TM" off bowling I
sparked up Netflix. Did you know they’ve re-made
Monkey?
The New Legends of
Monkey is an Australian made-by-Netflix show. Whilst it lacks the theme tune
of the original, it has promise, even if Tripitaka isn’t quite as sexy as the
original.
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