Just a little stiff this morning, from the golf!
This is the start of a very busy week, with work every day until next Saturday when I firstly have to go and have my flu jab and then a little group of us head off to London to see a show and drink champagne - I will have earned it!
I was thinking about the man who has been sent to prison for giving a three year old a cigarette, it seems a very stupid thing to do but 18 months in prison seems a little harsh especially as just the same day a man, a teacher, who admitted downloading 8,000 pornographic images of children was given a non custodial sentence. Once again our legal system delivered anything other than justice.
If they want to restore confidence in the Justice system, we need to see 27 MP's imprisoned for fiddling their taxes, that would give me great personal comfort in the system.
HMRC was very quick to send me a letter saying I owe them £31.50 in National Insurance contributions, I will write the cheque today as I don't want the Treasury to fold because I didn't pay up, we are in enough financial mess without people like me selfishly holding onto £31.50!
I suppose what I am hinting at in my own clumsy style is that "them and us" still seems to be what most of us feel about the law and taxes etc.
It's like the time I got caught for speeding, I was angry but I paid up and took my medicine, if I was rich I could have employed one of these scurrilous turds who make a living out of getting people off, I think they are called solicitors, but I think scurrilous turds suit them better.
Guilt or innocence is weighed in the scales of Justice, blindfolded against prejudice, but they didn't cover her ears did they, and she can hear the chink chink chink of the thirty silver pieces dropping into her handbag!
On this day in 1925 Harry Carpenter was born, the now famous sports commentator almost didn't have a career in TV thanks to a second cousin of mine named Forrest Stopz and his fish allergy. Forrest was a refugee from Armenia and he was a highly trained tailor, his fame for bespoke suits spread far and wide. Carpenter went to Forrest for a suit to be made so that he could impress the BBC bosses but being the son of a Billingsgate Fish Seller, Carpenter stank of old fish heads and guts so Forrest was forced to hold his nose during the measurements being taken, this meant the suit did not fit as well as it should have done and Carpenter almost lost the job. Luckily, Carpenter redeemed himself by offering a small parcel of John Dory to the BBC producer and the rest is history, if you know what I mean.
And that's a fact!