Balls to the Sun

The sun! July! Sun spotted in Britain shocker! In a way I wish it was another post grumbling about the lack of sunshine here in Blighty because in a few weeks (probably days) this will be yesterdays fish & chip parcel but im here now so chip in with my two penn'orth. That's the beauty of teh interwebz, everyone can pile in from the grandest lion right down to the cheeky water vole stirred into life by the current hot gossip (or 'clecs' as we say here in Wales) ringing around the planet. Me? Im more honey badger myself but before Mr Jakes goes all Wind in the Willows I will jump to it with the grace of gazelle and...enough!
The Sun (tabloid newspaper and self appointed moral guardians) has defended its decision to share grainy footage of the Queen and Queen Mother being 'taught' the Nazi salute as a matter of 'historical significance'. Yeah, righto. I will take a punt here but the majority of sensible Brits can cut through the bullsh!t and see it for what it really is - a child doing something they don't understand the significance of. Her Majesty was seven years old for crying out loud! Remember, this was 1933, a good many years before Hitler revealed his true twisted intentions. Easy for us in 2015 and knowing the full horror to comment but the world in 1933 was a different place (apparently the mad führer was Time's 'Man of the Year').

Regular readers of my blogs will know by now that im no great lover of the monarchy, I wouldn't lose sleep if it was binned after the Queen's reign (I'd miss the pomp and ceremony of course). Its not fashionable these days to say it but Elizabeth II has done a sterling job, we've been fortunate here in Britain to have known her. Mark my words, she will be greatly missed when we begin the next chapter in the UK's rich history. Yes, she will.
Ah well, at least we'll get a few laughs from conspiracy theorists who will lap this story up like tramps on cheap cider. I can hear their blogs stirring into life even as I type this now. Jump to it, I could do with a giggle.

Fists Of Fury

Phone number 11

Some people should never have pets. I should never own a mobile phone. As you can see dear reader, I break them too easily when they decide not to work. Perhaps I have anger management issues but its only ever gadgets I have directed my fury at, never a person or animal. These things have no soul so why not crush them if they don't work like they should? It relieves a lot of stress, believe you me! Okay it would be cheaper to buy a stress ball but I like seeing things crack. I like to look at something that stubbornly refused to function properly all twisted and smashed. Breaking stuff is fun, you cannot deny that.
Its part of the reason im a fan of such hardcore bands as the wonderful Cannibal Corpse, because its a rush. The music is brutal and blows the cobwebs away. I hate being frustrated with machines and gadgets like videos, laptops and phones and many of all those have met with a crunchy demise at my hands. I threw a video recorder through a window once and that was pretty overkill I'll admit but it felt good.
Now ive come acrooss as some kind of mindless vandal but I can assure you im not. I simply want things to work. Is that too much to ask? I understand nothing is fail safe but there you go.
I can't see me buying another mobile because its pretty pathetic how some folk let their cell phone rule every aspect of their lives. They must have very shallow souls. No offence meant.