Pete and Me

Well, we're both addicts. That's what we've both got to face up to, and work out.
Both of us will cause lots of problems for ourselves until we sort it out.
But he is sleeping with Kate Moss.

Whereas this has just been a bad week for me. Relapse, don't do it. Got excuses but they don't count. Anyway on holiday for a week or so, which is a good chance to work on my next stretch of 10 - one day at a time.

As soon as this pub closes, the revolution starts.

I am Jack

The voice is still chilling after 25 years. For a long time we thought it actually was the Ripper, and so Peter Sutcliffe was left free. Free to kill Jackie Hill. I was about 50m away at the time, watching Not the Nine O'clock news if I remember correctly. Of course we could have gone to the pub instead, and then she would have been alive - but none of us would have known a thing and it would have been a lost memory.

The next day I walked 2 girls home, and slowly put together the massive Police presence and news of the death of a girl. "You don't do that for a stolen bike" someone said.

Who knows whether the hoaxer really lead to 3 more deaths. The real blame is of course with Sutcliffe who could have stopped, or never stated, anytime. But I think they will throw the book at this guy. He would have been in his early 20s. Maybe it was a joke. Maybe it was a way of making himself feel important. Given that he seems to be an unemployed drunk that is quite likely.

I don't want vengence or disproportionate punishment. What is an appropriate punishment? I hope it has been 20 years of guilt

Don't have a GOW man

GOW standing for Grumpy Old Woman, a companion programme to the Grumpy Old Men programmes that the BBC showed last year. The problem was that the men complained, whined and bitched about all sorts of stuff - baldness, thongs, parking attendants, young politicians, teen magazines, rock music - whereas the women had only one topic - Men. And apparently all men are the same - uncaring, undomesticated, incapable of multi-tasking, and a burden to women. So I switched off, went upstairs to give my ill wife her medication, changed my son's nappy, and went to bed in a grump.

As they said on the Arab conflict earlier, "I joined the Pissed off club".
And what a depressing programme that was - both Israel and Palestine are ill served by their leaders. The USA too it seems. Colin Powell was a rare noble man trying to do something for the greater good rather than immediate political advantage and/or revenge. Arafat is dead now, and clearly the wrong man to lead a nation - though he may have been suited to the struggle. Sharon is mendacious and old - younger men pay with their blood for his ego and fanaticism.
Hard to see a good outcome, or any other outcome than more death and destruction.

Tramp the dirt down

So, John Peel Day was the same as Margaret Thatcher's 80th birthday. The Good die young it seems. Though we can but hope that she lives everything she did brought down to ashes.

Not a big Elvis Costello fan. Like Ben Elton I liked him "back in the day" but somehow the 80s just seem so long ago, and he never translated. Still, better than Ben Elton who I now think is just short of the anti-Christ of humour. How can the man who co-wrote BlackAdder write such turgid dross. With thinly veiled misogyny and a Islington sneer about anything and anyone not rich, in the media and living in London.

But, Elvis did write Tramp the dirt down on Spike about Thatchers grave. I shall take myself off to do that when the blessed day comes. And Rejoice.

Though I expect there will be a queue.

John Peel Day

And it should be an annual institution too. Apparently Sheila comes from Shipley. Always thought it would be Norfolk.

I can still hear JP's voice, and always the music.

Thanks

BMFA

I guess the theme song for the last post should have been Martha Wainwright's Bloody Motherfucking Asshole (or BMFA for short). Kind of gets to the heart of things, I think.

So looks like this is about day 10, and though it has been both hairy and a bit close to the wind (which sounds like today's theme) we got there. Now on to the next 10, or even just the next day at a time.

engage Rant mode

Ok, I am now officially fucked off with Flash Graphics. IMHO nothing shows a company up as a bunch of cunts as much as a fucking Flash Graphics website. Takes ages to fucking download, and then stops you doing anything useful while bombarding you with bloody awful sounds and images. And they all seem to be in tossing black.

Will you just FUCKING STOP IT. It is not big and not clever.

Tossers.

End rant mode

Day whatever of 10, probably 9

travelling in hope not expectation

So I was actually rather optimistic on the way to Anfield. A 1-4 stuffing later, rather less so. We were actually pretty reasonable, but Chelski had obviously targetted Djimi and he cracked under the pressure. After that we were always chasing the game and got punished badly.

Ho hum.

Anyway, this is day 7 I think. Not too bad.