Great to see some good football. Like millions of us, I never watch it unless it’s the World Cup. This “it’s coming home” is a bit of puzzler though isn’t it?
I mean, to start with – it’s obviously not ; not once our guys start to play some heavyweight talent, and (b) if it were coming home, then it would be going to Uruguay.
(The first World cup was the 1930 FIFA World Cup – held in Uruguay in July 1930).
Still, let’s not mince potatoes shall we?
Anyway – I went onto wikipoobia to do a bit of in-depth analysis, sorry, meaningless crap-chat – and discovered the terribly useful snippet below . . . .
Resigned? What? You, you mean like, resigning from Europe?
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‘
“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