CAN THE ELITE EVER SHOW THE WAY AHEAD FOR MOST FOLK?
Eton College and St Pauls are making whispers and causing sound-waves around the elite gallery of the Character Building institutions of the UK. It seems to be another kind of revolt. Bring back education and the "whole person and world" idea and bring back edification?
Damn all those faked exams and tables and Americanised credits.

Let me say my little piece.
My answer is YES, for sometimes and awhile.
Elite systems have much to contribute here.
THE NEED IS TO DEMOCRATISE that elitism system.
Without being scared of the workers and the misfits and the .........

Ah well it is almost May Day.

SIGN HERE PLEASE FOR YOUR DELIVERY
There I was trying to do me best on a Monday morning when the damned door bell rang.
There I was searching for a decent set of clothes.
Anyway - made it ok.
I opened the door and a busty beauty burst out before me.
Ello, ello, I said, are you German?
"No", she replied "I am delivering your needs".
I, as a polite gentleman, received the delivery and signed for it.
Then I opened the box ( better than taking the money I thought).
Bugger me a bass guitar with no strings attached arrived.

GOOD MORNING VAMPIRES
Saturday nights and Sunday mornings are always special.
I had a dream.
Those damned vampires were sucking me dry.
But I woke up and ran to the kitchen for garlic.
Then stood around thinking for awhile .... what to do with garlic ?

UK DAY CARE CENTRES FLOURISH
In the UK there is a school and college "teachers" strike going on. The kids are amused and this amusement is educational.
It is, however, unfortunate that the "pre-school" centres are getting into this act too.
The argument is this : Who are the day-care specialists?
Comments, so far, from the university day care system seem to imply that we must expand. Expand the age of childood and youth so that it is all good business.
Stay young out there mate.....

THE DATES SEEM TO FIT
Was it not in 1608 that Wicked Willy boy created his Coriolanus?
Maybe we need a few more of the Corn Laws debates today.
Bread anybody, bread?
Wat a wyatt........

ST GEORGE? Gimme anover one do
Let it be known to all and sundry that dwell on the nice sun-flower-deck of the boat with rusty rivets : St George did not slay the dragon he merely helped invent it.

IS THIS THE DEATH OF CITIZENSHIP JOURNO-BLOGGING?
It has come to my notice that a rather powerful political "club" have convinced various ethical groups to support a new EU law that forbids bloggers to blog if under the influence of more than two strong beers.
I am making a petition in both response and protest at this, so far, secret movement related to the fearful mis-economy.
What are your thoughts dear bloggers?

REALISM CREEPS IN AS FRIDAY FEELINGS SUCK UNTO MONDAY
" But suddenly a new cry arose : Bread, Bread, Bread ! ... The dogs alone replied by barking ferociously... with open jaws.... ...."

WEDNESDAY : ANOTHER DAY OF FEAR
Just realised that the rubbish MEN come in the early hours of a Thursday. I need to make sure that all the rubbish is out there and available for due collection.
Me missus has threatened to put ME in a plastic bag tonight.
Wish me luck.

TUESDAY TABLE TALK
It was, I think, Freud that asked us to consider again the "portion of happiness" and the possibilities of happiness that have been exchanged for a "portion of security.." : holy shit.
God damit think I need a beer and a dance and a carnival.
Could I invite ..........?
Give your guest list.

DIARY OF A MONDAY MAN
The wind had changed and the wet snow falls again.
A misty grey-light haunts
And pisses me off.
Then a neighbour cat turns up.
Cold and pleading and left out all night.
Cats are good at that even when the human folk go to work early.
Fed the cat.
Kind to be cruel but there it is.
Meant to do a few things today for official life
Too late now.
Maybe another day will come along that says official work is ok.

Latest update at 14.00 hours (mytime)
Stray cat still lurking and sitting just outside my door.
Never should have fed "it".
That is now about 7 hours of this lurkin by the stray cat.
It is a young male in Springtime.

Our own cat, at home, is an older ( much older) female.

Dear Aunties all : What do I do?

NOT JUST ANOTHER SATURDAY
Yesterday was bleak but today :-

Cirrus, whispy-lined, clouds, blown
By a north wind
Below a bright blue sky
Where the sun makes
And the snow sparkles.

Ah well quickly come quickly go.
This will never last long.

GOING INTO A WEEKENDING
Yee hah psychology is finally finding out that it has not feet on the ground.
Yeee haah Capitalism is coming out of the god-like closet of infallibility.
God Damit there is another chance coming up methinks this century.

Higher( heels for a French President?), Longer( penis for Asians?) and Faster ( responses from Hiarious Cliterawesome?) and even wider stretching of the Bliarite imagination ( no condoms on my WMD's?) ....
And it goes on and on.

It goes on and on.

I WANNA WIN-WIN GOLD
You wanna win-win gold?
OK.
Step into my parlour said the IMF to the fly.
Keep those home fires a'burning me old radicals.
Come in your time is up.
Keep the torch a'burning me old sporty-sorty-wanna-be MBAs.
Keep me, keep me, keep me with your golden stick.

THE IMAGE HAS BEEN EXTINGUISHED
Oh dear me what the Trades Unions failed to do the postmodern playboys and playgirls have acheived.
The image has been put out.
Dance to the music....

THE WHOOPER SWANS ARE BACK IN NUMBER
Today I watched the Whooper Swans returning to the north.
Something great about that somehow.