Once a gorgeous part of Bournemouth – with houses sporting entrances like this (Private Hotels, mostly).
Seems this one now much better employed as a service cupboard?
Moving on . . . . . (a little further up Sea Road, Bournemouth)
Jason Streatham lives here – lovely shiney black machine there eh? Well suited to get you from one Country to another.
Jason’s gonna have to be careful though . . . . (car window glass – Argyll Road)
. . . . but if he keeps his Kitchen door open, maybe? (Argyll Road)
In yesterday’s spring budget Phillip Hammond finally got around to announcing that there would be a consultation into the effects of a charge on disposable coffee cups.
What a shame.
I wonder what is wrong with the UK nowadays – that we need a CONSULTATION on whether or not to do something, when that thing itself is only a half-measure?
The technology exists to never use Plastic again in many things, including Coffee cups.
Indeed, sufficient studies abound showing that merely wandering around with giant containers full of frothy drink – as the fashionable thing it has become, contributes toward a sluggish, ailing workforce.
We know our country needs productivity, not just “jobs based on other people having real jobs” – and we need to be technologically advanced.
So here is the idea – 2 years to a complete ban on plastic for anything ‘throwaway’.
The markets will find the solution, invest in creating the solution.
Let’s be brave for a change.
A couple of items hit us this morning – mind you, the hit would have been more gentle if I’d been on some sort of anti-depressant (they say) – apparently many, many more of us should be popping these things. Of course we might explore why Depression is on the increase? But then of course we know, don’t we? The stresses of work, of being pushed toward targets, of consumerism, of crowded, dirty, lout-ridden streets, of dark TV dramas, of our drift from nature, and from neighbourliness and quality time spent away from the modernities of life today. The very things we crave, that were supposed to help us, have had precisely the opposite effect.
The same morning it was reported that President Trump’s answer to the latest school shoot is to arm some of the teachers – we could go on at length – but it seems to boil down to: ‘Want less gun-crime? Then get more guns‘
We use Office 365 at work – and the toolbar comes equipped with a little Bell thingy.
Said Bell thingy shows a ‘1’ or something or other – depending on whether or not something has occurred to demand your attention.
Here’s the toolbar
I got quite excited this afternoon –
because my toolbar had a ‘1’ on it!
Here’s the notification I received
As God is my witness – this system is now notifying people that they have no notifications.
“setting off for the fairytale never-never land of buccaneering neo-Elizabethan independence – a Trump-like mirage of “Global Britain” that would rapidly collapse into a putrid reality of being Greater Cyprus with missiles.”
Timothy Garton Ash – Guardian today – or more specifically HERE
The only thing I cannot understand about all this is – why the surprise?
Why is this considered “news”?
We’ve had months and months of pathetic “bulldog” style posturing by the UK, followed inevitably by climb-down after climb-down. In all cases UK Politics has got in the way of any real thought. Or anything the people of this country might use.
It was always going to be a disaster, and one day those folks who voted us out of Europe might see what they’ve done, and/or recognise the rubbish that was spun to them.
This morning’s Radio 4 news was full of Brexit, this week’s Grenfell disaster inquiry, and snow.
The single statement that most resonated with me afterwards was “most of the rush-hour traffic has disappeared because of school shut-downs”.
Imagine a world, or just a little country, where it would be universally seen as TRULY WEIRD if a schoolchild was driven to school, and the school they went to was the nearest one to their home, regardless of OFTED reports.
True, segregated cycle-paths meandered from all points outward toward schools, colleges, high streets – as intra-town traffic filed gently past, at 20mph, on the narrowed streets.