That was Then this is Now

So how are you Allan, how’s life as you know it ?
I’m OK it’s the others. Actually I am just ok. I could do with more money, could do with a job, but at least Susan and I,after 5 months, are building a nest with her 3 dogs, who not  exactly fetch twigs as construction workers. Is that life as we should know it?
Maybe it is.


I was born in Willesden London NW10, born into poverty a single parent mum, who did 3 jobs a day to keep my sister and me. I only saw her when she fell asleep in front of the television. She’s been dead 19 years now, wore herself out for others…….


Me I went to the Grammar School, only kid for miles around to pass the 11+ and to wear a uniform. My dog saved me once when the local gang of jealous yobs ran after me with sticks only to confronted by the big brown hairy Chum and beat a hasty retreat as Chum set about them and their mass melay.


When I left school I obtained a Government Legal Qualification to protect the public. It was all exams in those days. I never failed them. I have a photographic memory and can just rewrite what I had revised a few hours before. Handy that !!


In those days I just thought you had to be good at the job and get results. Seemed logical to me. I made the headlines I made the news. I was seen to be doing my bit, actually much more than my fair share. Christ I won awards and commendations for the jobs I pulled off.


But, there were others who had the talk talk gift of the gab. Smooth talking bastards. They were qualified relatives of merchant bankers fluent in bull shit. I have never really made many male friends. This Martian was better with Venusians , much better. Martians saw me as a rival as a threat. With the exception of those loyal that worked for me, the rest might as well have been opponents on the football field or cricket pitch. If you make a name for yourself, there will be those that will plot against you, stab you in the back.


So I have known my own Ides of March. In that career, in love, and even in another career when I joined Aunty Beeb, reaching the giddy heights of Deputy Editor, again only to fail the politics not the job, and failed to watch my back.


Those were the days my friend, we thought they’d never end, we’d sing and dance for ever and I day. We picked a life that was full, we’d fight and never lose, those were the days oh yes those were the days…………….. until I lost.


Now, I sit here at my lap top, in temporary rented accommodation with my possessions and my memories around me, gathered from my travels, my successes of a past.


My real home is up for sale, occupied by the sitting wicked witch, nicknamed "Black Widow" by her own brethren . This recession is the worst I have known in my life as I know it. No jobs, no opportunities,  no chance. No sales of houses. I survive on monies paid from my glory years, monies that soften the anguish and unjustness, of a brain left out to pasture.


Maybe Britain would be Great again if old heads were put on young shoulders. There are lessons to be learned from experience and the thousands of pounds spent on training people. Putting the old heads on the scrap heap just means history will repeat itself anf mistakes made again and again.

ARGOS IT

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWhkbDMISl8&ob=av2e

ARGOS IT

And wait and wait and wait and  wait……..Argos telephone service customer enquiries, need a degree in Maths to listen to all the alternatives, press 1, 2, 3,4 ,5 ,6 ,7 8, 9, 10,,, then start again 12345678910

Then disappear up your own Argos Vacuum cleaner    no help just automated information, dead loss, then they say goodbye, waste of money phoning them. They also take 48 hours to answer and email, but  when they want their money oh they phone me, and they want it there and then,,,,,,,,,,,,wasters.

Then when you get that Eureka moment and get hold of someone after all the numeric permutations (to speed up the call system….WHAT !!!)  They don’t have a date for delivery of the sofas 2 months after order. BUT we can give you a date now. I am paying for these and I have not got them, should have them, yes but you will have them. So, if I   did not telephone AGAIN today, oh we would have phoned you  , oh what a co incidence !!!

Watch this space ………………

The Wrong Signals - England City Centre Riots Summer 2011

The Wrong Signals

IF mindless yob  and their gang mates watch Tottenham High Street burn,  watch Police stand and watch,  just like Nero on his balcony ( minus violin).

IF they see profit from mayhem, looting and destruction, go unchecked, then they will want a piece of that action on their patch whether its Wolverhampton, Manchester, Liverpool, Bristol or Croydon.

It certainly is doom & gloom Breaking News, 24 hr Courts, 800 arrests in London, Riots, Looting & Arson, wanton vandalism in our shopping city centres, inept policing who worry more about risk assessment  and health & safety than saving lives and property.

Result we have murder as well as robbery, lost businesses and insurance claims.

WE have a so called coalition government , Politicians and Policemen who are out of touch with communities. WE have abdication of parental responsibility. WE have mindless moronic no hope youths (criminals).

GREAT BRITAIN !!! is it now of 3^rd World Status. 

Even football matches postponed or cancelled.

Economic decline , cuts in public services = increase crime wave.

No hopers, cut the waiting out of wait, by smashing shop windows with their social network smoke signal gang members. They have no fear of detection, of arrest and punishment. They think they will get away with it. They have seen others get away with TV sets under their arms on TV and the Internet. Now it’s their turn.  There is seemingly no deterrent. There is little reactive policing reported yet alone proactive policing preventing these horrendous crimes on all of us.

The mass unemployed  they are led like sheep to a criminal benefit culture. Where are their parents when little Johnny has a petrol bomb in his hand kicking out a plate glass shop window late at night ? They get away with it at school, now in school holidays they get away with it in the shopping centres. Society has lost  the virtues of responsibility and respect. These yobs know no discipline.

Economic cuts in public services as stock markets crash world wide. The forthcoming Olympics a stone’s throw from the riot torn streets of London. What message does this give the world about England and the English………. A nation of barbarians, irresponsible disgusting criminality on innocent fellow members of their community.

It is sickening.

David Cameron, you are losing the plot. Tottenham Riots should have been prevented, if not nipped in the bud. It was not, now many are paying the price for incompetence.

The 5^th column  by Allan Sharpe, Peterbrough.