January 2008 Archives

Still no word from Ford but Rodrigues writes:

So that you know, it’s showtime again.

Oil has fallen from $100 a barrel to $90.
Retailers are paying seven per cent less for petrol than in February 2007.
Pump prices are currently at a record £1.04p a litre.

Everywhere you turn these days there is another warning. To prolong an active life be sure not to smoke, drink more than some ridiculously small amount each decade, eat anything that is remotely enjoyable, check your secretions and deposits,
walk half a mile backwards every day, only sunbathe in a tent and vote Labour.
Now it turns out we have an outbreak of driver dropsy.

This week via the miracle of widescreen TV and a gaggle of thirsty sound engineers, a fat man on the island of Tuvalu in the Gilbert and Ellice Islands categorically blamed YOU for the fact that his shaky coral archipelago is sinking.
He was a member of those hardy south seas tribes that bravely moved from reef to sandbank in search of coconuts and the secret of the Bounty hunters. They also moved on a lot because their islands had a habit of sinking.
Or being called Krakatoa.

Statistically this is the week when people are most likely to fall off the post Argostide diet band wagon.
During the next five days around a third of those with healthy January intentions will look down at their tuna fin salad and reach for the phone to request a high-carb visit from Cosa Nostra Pizzas - No Contract Too Small.

Not that long ago slow news days were often enlivened by churning out some survey or other showing that estate agents were thought by most to be the lowest form of human evolution, the very love-seed of Satan and a bunch of remorseless oxygen thieves.
Oddly this ignored evidence that, in fact, the public actually thought that accolade belonged to journalists. Not to worry.

To be frank, I’m getting a bit fed up with people running around like headless Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall chickens finding a reason not to use any fuel source whatsoever.
If we don’t go nuclear or fossil there is little chance windmills and waterwheels will ever provide enough to keep us all warm. And we will need to be warm won’t we when the colossus that is mankind has reversed climate change?

Look at the picture; that’s 7-30am-ish in Marquette, Michigan today, the temperature is minus brass monkeys and there is a good old covering of snow. No problem bud.
At the same time GMT I was listening as the car radio did a traffic advice tour of available stations. Shunt after accident after T-boning.

I don’t normally tune in to Watchdog. Nicky Campbell is worryingly thin and I have never got over the days when it was presented by the mad Robinson woman who used to work in this office, and is still remembered fondly if not fondlely.