The First Snow of the Year

Time to celebrate the first snowfall of the year which coincided with my first binge. A huge meal of vegetarian quiche and chips. At home I eat little and often. I was obliged to purge. As I listened to the ever entertaining Charlie Wolf. To use his own favourite insult against him: what an utter schmuck! 'The one thing I dislike about this country (the UK,' he announced to the nation, 'is its devotion to the Welfare State.' Well, bog off then, Mr. Wolf, and I strongly suggest that the next time you move away from the good old U.S of A that you do some research first. Or did someone put a gun to your head and force you to move here. I know - it must be frustrating, we're so un-American. Well, guess what, there is a very good reason for that. And, speaking of the welfare state, I once corresponded with a medical student at Michigan University who was receiving S.S.D.I., Medicaid, living in section 8 Housing and driving a Saab. Just who is wedded to the Welfare State again? I know of no one in this country who is on state benefits and living in such luxury. Call me strange, but I think if you're well enough to be a medical student you're well enough to be relatively independent of the state. Charlie Wolf, it seems to me, revels in his own moral superciliousness.

Out of the Mouthes of Babes

On New Years Eve, last year I whispered to God, 'Please, whatever Deity you worship. make life a thousand times more interesting than last year. I remember whispering to God or some unidentifiable deity asking him to please, please, make my life interesting. Lesson Here Kids: Be careful what you wish for. It may come true.' That last quote was from the pen of the playwright: Osacar Wild in Lady Windemere's Fan. I played a walk-on role in that play in out local Youth Theatre, before anorexia attacked with a vengeance..

Remember Matrin Lutler KIng urged us to judge people on the content of their character rather that the colour of their skins. I'd like to see that adopted for the 'Fenminist' movement', disparate as it is. acknowledging of course that that there are those who don't wish to reach the dizzy heights of a comporate career. Indivual cloice anyone. I thought we were defending that position in Iraq.

Clearly, I do not advocate pullling troups out of Iraq and giving in to the terrorists. What would leave behind - carnage. They should really have gone onto Iraq in the beginning - marched onto Bagdahd and obliterated Saddanm and dynasty, But, strangely, no one paid and anttenion of my milistary plan because 1. I was atill at school. 2. I was a bit nutty 3. My voice was not raised loud amidst the thronging 'Bring the Boys Home'

Out of the mouthes of babes, huh?

Eight hours to pass before my Mother arrives to collect me.

Writing however badly seems to take the edge off the anxiety

Some Topical Talk

TV is ‘dumbing down’ apparently. Odd because I don’t believe it was ever the bastion of intellectualism. Only Misty Eyed Nostalgics believe that. Some of us have clearer memories and recall that wonderful decade the ‘seventies. Remember On the Buses and That’s Life. Meanwhile the price of oil is going up. And no-one can deny that this was a true miracle.

Only 4o-something people injured and no fatalities.



And no we didn’t hear it in Cambridge. Despite what people on certain fora may have claimed. I know. I was up at 6 am – enslaved to my insomnia as always.