Global Warming My Arse

It's the 28th May and it's been lashing down for two days. Apart from that it's only 10 degrees centigrade. I only hope that all the tree hugging doom and gloom merchants are out on their bicycles getting soaked.

As far as I'm concerned the weather doesn't seem any different from when I was a kid a very long time ago. I am convinced that this global warming is just a lot of rubbish and the politicians have leapt upon it as a way of raising revenue with a load of very suspect 'green' taxes. Surely ice has been falling off of the polar regions since time immemorial. Wasn't it one of those that sank the Titanic. A lot of eminent scientists are saying that the earth's climate is affected by activity on the surface of the sun and a few of us driving around in Humvees is going to make naff all difference to anything. I tend to agree with them.

All this 'green' legislation goes hand in hand with other nonsense such as the banning of smoking in public buildings, pubs, clubs etc from the 1st July. I am aware that a majority of people don't smoke and are applauding the change but maybe they should consider it as yet another erosion of personal freedom, like all these cctv cameras pointing at us all day and micro chips in wheelie bins. Maybe the next thing they ban will be something you enjoy doing that irritates some pressure group with the ear of the government! How about caravans? Think on.

Eurobollocks

The trashiest event of the year is over again. My prediction of "nil points" for the UK entry was not quite right as Ireland and Malta were actually Anglophile enough to vote for our rubbish. We came second equal last with France and Ireland were at the bottom of the heap. Their folk song was so bad and out of tune that even the British public, of whom there are many Irish expatriates, didn't give them anything.

The whole competition has become totally dominated by Eastern European countries as they are so small and have loads of neighbours to vote for. Each country gets the same number of votes despite it's population. Serbia won with a particularly boring ballad thanks largely to receiving votes from all of the numerous tiny countries in the Balkan peninsula. Russia had by far the best act with a sexy girl singing trio but could only manage third. The women singing for Bulgaria and Georgia had good voices but only managed mid table. The latter had her good song ruined by some ludicrous Cossack style dancers poncing about behind her.

It's all off to Belgrade next year for another bout of neighbourly block voting. We can only hope that the British public have seen sense and actually select a good song to represent us next year. Not some cheesy crap. The rest of the world (apart from Malta it seems) hate us as it is. Let's not give them the excuse to express it openly.