Technology Take Over
Apparently us Brits are becoming addicted to technology, well so it says here. And this may effect our social skills, well if you take a look around Britain today and the general filth that is walking our streets it really dose not make you want to be very social. so if we take comfort in socializing using technology it maybe because its cleaner and safer to some degree.
then again you also have to realize that this information has come from one of those studies that is government funded and as you read on they stick in the usual it can cause physical illness shit, yes with this i must agree i have just pulled a muscle in my index finger!!
then again you also have to realize that this information has come from one of those studies that is government funded and as you read on they stick in the usual it can cause physical illness shit, yes with this i must agree i have just pulled a muscle in my index finger!!
Takes Me Back
Had a rough week with my body not knowing if it has a cold or flu, so instead it just gave me a taste of both leaving me feeling rough and very tired. Not very entertaining for the flock i have every day.
Anyway this week saw the birthday of a front man who's band debut album was the first album i bought. Kurt Cobain of Nirvana would have been 41 on Wednesday if he hadn't chewed on loaded shotgun. tonight they played a unplugged session on the TVA and while i reminisces to my partner about having long hair and getting an undercut. The grunge following saw me not take a bath for long periods of time and try to form a band with my mates ( who's name was Seth ). we would sit in his room playing very load nirvana tracks and try to master a bass guitar, which Thud has recently told me is so easy to master that a man with one arm could play it. However it never really caught on and so i got dropped from the band.
It also just reminded me how obvious it was that myself and the other followers of grunge and Cobain all became fans around 1994 (the time Cobain had a taste to gun metal).
this opened my ears to all kinds of music and after many years of Kylie and bros (i have an older sister) it was so refreshing listening to albums such as Nirvana Nevermind, Greenday Dookie, Offspring Smash, Metallica, and Stone Temple Pilots. and when i play them today they not only sound fresh but it takes me back.
PS spell check is now working so you can stop laughing at me spellings its the computers fault!!!!
Conversation Suicide
i have been reading tonight about the tragic deaths in bridgend. seventeen suicides since the beginning of last year and most recent of those seventeen are the seven which seem to be connected. this sort on news makes you think how teenagers are feeling and what could possibly push them into a definite decision to take their lives. the thought that the victims may have felt so much grief for their friends that the only way out is by rope.
id hate to think my flock would find their life so terrible that they feel this would be the only answer. i think from some perspectives the answer could be in communication and the lack of this in todays environment. i constantly hear and see children brought up in front of a TV or video games. parents neglect to use the time out of school to teach their children to communicate to each other. i grew up in a house that had dinner and tea around the table as a family and even when my parents split up we still managed to sit around a table to eat.
the point is at this time this is here children learn to talk to each other and make conversation about things that they do through the day and things that would like to to do building up a trust and a relationship with their parents.
i always felt that i could talk to mother about anything no matter what it was i could tell her and anything that was troubling me i could always go to her. this was not to say that when i had been bad that she was not been disappointed but i always new i could tell and talk through my problems.
its been mentioned that maybe the internet may be connected but this can just been has another black mark against the webb. people have been taught to communicate with different technologies and yet the one true way to connect to one another is a skill that todays children do not have, conversation.
id hate to think my flock would find their life so terrible that they feel this would be the only answer. i think from some perspectives the answer could be in communication and the lack of this in todays environment. i constantly hear and see children brought up in front of a TV or video games. parents neglect to use the time out of school to teach their children to communicate to each other. i grew up in a house that had dinner and tea around the table as a family and even when my parents split up we still managed to sit around a table to eat.
the point is at this time this is here children learn to talk to each other and make conversation about things that they do through the day and things that would like to to do building up a trust and a relationship with their parents.
i always felt that i could talk to mother about anything no matter what it was i could tell her and anything that was troubling me i could always go to her. this was not to say that when i had been bad that she was not been disappointed but i always new i could tell and talk through my problems.
its been mentioned that maybe the internet may be connected but this can just been has another black mark against the webb. people have been taught to communicate with different technologies and yet the one true way to connect to one another is a skill that todays children do not have, conversation.
Back to School
well my week has gone so very quickly and its that time of night that i realise i have done nothing all week when really i should have done at least a little. anyhow no mither its only four weeks till my next break bring it on. i love mondays !!
working together my arse
im so angry right now and so very disappointed in our NHS. i recently attended a meeting concerning safe guarding in schools. this looked at a policy known as every child matters and in particular a a young child called Victoria Climbie. the story of this young girl upset me and made me feel so very angry with my profession, how can we stand by and let this happen to a young innocent girl and why had we not said anything. then after this atrosity had happened the government in 2003 put in place a policy to ensure nothing like this would ever happen again. how can people not see such abuse.
this is a loss that should not have happened and a baby a person that could have been saved.
rest in piece Jessica hope life is so very different for you now.
Seven-week-old Jessica was physically and sexually abused by her father Andrew Randall, of Havelock Street in Kettering, who was jailed for life last year.bring back the death penalty please these people should only be taken from this earth not let live in such luxury prisons and treated like specimens. i really can not understand how these doctors nurses and health carers did not see this happening to a young baby why did nobody say anything.
Jessica, who had more than 20 injuries at the time of her death, was seen by health professionals on 11 occasions but was never recognised as a child at risk and in need of protection.
Staff at Kettering General Hospital did raise concerns about her welfare but she was discharged from hospital on November 14, 2005.
Six days later, she was dead.
this is a loss that should not have happened and a baby a person that could have been saved.
rest in piece Jessica hope life is so very different for you now.
Iron Bin Men
today has been a great day for walking and exploring and when you live in a city its great to break free of the smog and noise and see what lies beyond the concrete forests. in fact its been two days on the trot that my partner and i have broke free, the first being a long awaited trip to see the iron men on crosby beach. iv waited so long to see these guys and the first attempt saw me on the completely wrong beach. however we made it and the other half still feeling under the weather made the butties bless her. what a great sight these men stood spread out, some in the water just visible and some fully visible standing on the beach and yet completely surrounded by rubbish!! yes thats right here it is a art piece that liverpool campaigned to keep and paid out money to ensure they were kept at Crosby beach just so they could be surrounded by garbage. to be honest if this is how the council is going to treat this great sight then the artist himself should pack up his men and stand them in a land fill. to see this sight is like going to the tate gallery and someone letting their dog take a shit by Gustav Klimt's work (some may say this is art too) but really this is pretty piss poor. Nevertheless we took some great pictures and nether of us stood on any broken glass it was a nice day. to see these statues take a battering through all weathers makes you feel for them. i totally understand that they are just iron statues and im not getting all arty farty i just think the least Gormley could have done was throw on a pair of speedos and a coat of hammerite.
today saw us on the other side of the water with family venturing out to see what the wirral has to offer. as before we have a great guide a bit of an history enthusiast which always leads us down the right lanes to some secret village or forgotten castle. being from the sticks i love to get out and in the open to smell some real sheep shit air. i keep telling my partner that its the best way to deal with a cold, the fresh air. shes not convinced yet.
standing on Bidston hill looking over across to liverpool is a fantastic sight and if you turn and look the other way you can see out to sea and as you stand there you feel a hundred miles away from anywhere, personally it takes me back to the roaches the grit stone and moors with great views but also the feeling of being somewhere so very very old.
Shite TV
It's monday evening and i'm sat on my slightly busted couch with the last drop of a very fine bottle of red and while i surf the net and read all the very different blogs that i'm enjoying at the moment my partner sits and flicks through the channels. i say flicks because as usual there is pretty much fuck all on worth watching ( this is why after a conversation with thud the other night iv started to download a series a Macgyver, love it). but while she goes through the channels i see what more crap is to come such as someones bright idea to share with us the inside life of Kerry Katona, this common Warrington chav with serious mental problems famed now more so for the iceland adverts than for the fact she was in some girl band. why, i ask do people really want to watch the honestly ugly bint. she sounds and acts like shes in her 40's. im aware she had some drug issues but when they said calm down im sure they didnt mean turn you life into some sad effort living on iceland food and having shite tv come in a watch you for a few weeks.
then we move to the more entertaining issue of wife swap. this pile of horse shit basically splits two very different families up in the hope that there will be a scrap, why dont they just put cage fighting on the TV and then we wouldnt have to go through half and hour of complete regurgitated matter to see a fight, or even better re runs of the WWF there is way more truth in that.
im really starting to understand why men take control of the remote because you really can not give this responsibility to the ladies not when the likes of dancing on ice or this e4 vanity lair is ripping the life out of people. im so glad i went out today and got some fresh sea air or im sure i would have had to have sat through that twat Jeremy Kyle.
The US Gives Me Wine and The Wire
i get a week off oh yes, and its funny because although i enjoy my new career im on count down for the summer where im planning a few weeks in the US. this could then lead to a new life in the future who knows. but i do know this, i feel more than ever that this country is not the place i want to bring a family into. i always thought that i would return back to the sticks at some point in my life to live and although that the thought is still in my mind a new thought of moving further afield is ever more present. as a 26 year old the politics of this country would not normally effect my age group but things are happening in this country that are changing the way that i feel . this feeling is not something i like to feel and anger at seeing a country with so much history folding to this simple invasion.
however i will enjoy my so called free time this week i have downloaded 5 episodes of the very new series of the wire so ill be happy for a couple of days before i need to get back to work. i also look forward to enjoying some fine wine brought right from the Nappa Valley. nice one Thud.
and joining me in my free time is my partner who is somewhat feeling a bad cold and run down a typical problem that comes with our line of work. ill keep making the lemon sips as i pour the wine.
however i will enjoy my so called free time this week i have downloaded 5 episodes of the very new series of the wire so ill be happy for a couple of days before i need to get back to work. i also look forward to enjoying some fine wine brought right from the Nappa Valley. nice one Thud.
and joining me in my free time is my partner who is somewhat feeling a bad cold and run down a typical problem that comes with our line of work. ill keep making the lemon sips as i pour the wine.
lambs to the slaughter
After watching a program on TV this evening its left laughing at the state of the naivety of the human race, let me explain. there is a program called 'kill it, cook it, eat it' being shown on bbc3 and this looks at animals we eat every day being filmed taken to the slaughter house and killed live on TV, then the carcuses are cut up and served for a select audience to eat.
the audience is a mixed bunch of meat eaters, veggies, animal rights activists and farmers. the program basically shows the public how the meat gets to the supermarket counter from the farm. now i think this is great as it educates the consumers and im all up for a bit of education, however what really got my goat (mind the pun) was the absolute severe state of naivety of these people. the reaction of seeing a goat being slaughtered is not a pritty sight but to sit there by choice a spout all kinds of rediculous comments like its inhumane and barbaric is complete tosh where did these people think their meat came from?? how do they think meat is produced do they think its comes from magical machine that nicely puts the animal to sleep with a smile and softly removes its skin and gently cuts it into perfect bite size pieces.
then to top this off you get a meat eater and some dumb ass farmer who says after seeing the process that after 30 or so years of eating meat they can no longer buy or consume it knowing that the animal has been killed in this way. where have they been i ask you please some explain to me why the human race has suddenly become aware, since the dawn of time when man first walked the earth we have eaten meat so why have the the human race now become aware of the fact that to eat meat we have to kill animals.
the audience is a mixed bunch of meat eaters, veggies, animal rights activists and farmers. the program basically shows the public how the meat gets to the supermarket counter from the farm. now i think this is great as it educates the consumers and im all up for a bit of education, however what really got my goat (mind the pun) was the absolute severe state of naivety of these people. the reaction of seeing a goat being slaughtered is not a pritty sight but to sit there by choice a spout all kinds of rediculous comments like its inhumane and barbaric is complete tosh where did these people think their meat came from?? how do they think meat is produced do they think its comes from magical machine that nicely puts the animal to sleep with a smile and softly removes its skin and gently cuts it into perfect bite size pieces.
then to top this off you get a meat eater and some dumb ass farmer who says after seeing the process that after 30 or so years of eating meat they can no longer buy or consume it knowing that the animal has been killed in this way. where have they been i ask you please some explain to me why the human race has suddenly become aware, since the dawn of time when man first walked the earth we have eaten meat so why have the the human race now become aware of the fact that to eat meat we have to kill animals.
Time flys when you work for a living
Merry Christmas, happy new year and any other celebration i may have missed since my last entry way back in July. i really only remembered about my little blog the other day when a friend shared his blog with me and after a day or two of compiling some sort of thought to enter i have finally sat down to write something.
well if i look back over the year that has past so fast it has been a roller coaster of ups and downs. i feel that 2007 has been the most life changing and productive year of my life so far. At 26 that may not mean a lot to some people but after thinking about it iv graduated university completing a degree in education, moved in with my partner, gone on holiday (twice), secured a permanent position in a school and started my 4 year count down until i hit the 30.
so iv talked about the graduation and things are still no better with the old man, who is as usual away for Christmas and new year because "its awkward" . i have also mentioned moving in with my partner, bliss!! and guess what no one steals my juice!!
as for our holiday, well i took my first holiday for four years, well first holiday that i can just sit in the sun and drink for a week. absolute bliss. when i was younger we use to go on our holidays in and around England. my dad would pack up the huge tent that we had and rent a car for the week (we didn't have a car until i was about 11 years old). using roof racks and trailers we would pack all our gear and the five of us would climb into the tiny polo and hit the motorway. our holidays we either in a tent or a huge static caravan and only having one holiday abroad with my family before my parent divorced my fondest memories have been holidays in England.
traveling would usually take a good few hours on the motorway and if we were lucky would stop off for a motorway lunch which unlike today would be a treat.
after my last holiday with my parents abroad there would be a long gap before i would go away again and after that i ensured that i would go away at least once a year. but when i decided to go to uni that all changed as money was in very short supply so holidays went on the back burner.
after graduation my partner and i decided to book a holiday and Greece would be our destination, i looked forward to our week away just to get some sun and to spend time with my partner away from all people that know us its nice to be just two now and then.
now i grew up at such places like Haven and Butlins, holiday camps with over excited people wanting you to take part in some sort of race or event (i have been known to take part in these now shameful events and there is photo evidence but that will not be published) if you think Hidi Hi style then your somewhere close to what I'm talking about.
things change and going abroad has become cheaper and even more popular, the Brit crowd hitting the med like a dose of crabs. a beautiful part of the world with so much history has been invaded by piss heads and large commercial bars . masses of horny under aged chavs wanting to get pissed, laid, sick and off their tits on anything they can find while giving Great Britain and even worse reputation with no real excuse.
and while my partner and i lay in the sun ipods on full wack, i watched and suddenly realised that the holiday camps of my youth had not died but just got on a plane and moved abroad bringing with it the the stereo typical Brit family dressed in football shirts, kids screaming and dads doing the okie kokie and for the fourth time that day i tell the entertainment staff that i do not want to do water aerobics or volley ball.
well if i look back over the year that has past so fast it has been a roller coaster of ups and downs. i feel that 2007 has been the most life changing and productive year of my life so far. At 26 that may not mean a lot to some people but after thinking about it iv graduated university completing a degree in education, moved in with my partner, gone on holiday (twice), secured a permanent position in a school and started my 4 year count down until i hit the 30.
so iv talked about the graduation and things are still no better with the old man, who is as usual away for Christmas and new year because "its awkward" . i have also mentioned moving in with my partner, bliss!! and guess what no one steals my juice!!
as for our holiday, well i took my first holiday for four years, well first holiday that i can just sit in the sun and drink for a week. absolute bliss. when i was younger we use to go on our holidays in and around England. my dad would pack up the huge tent that we had and rent a car for the week (we didn't have a car until i was about 11 years old). using roof racks and trailers we would pack all our gear and the five of us would climb into the tiny polo and hit the motorway. our holidays we either in a tent or a huge static caravan and only having one holiday abroad with my family before my parent divorced my fondest memories have been holidays in England.
traveling would usually take a good few hours on the motorway and if we were lucky would stop off for a motorway lunch which unlike today would be a treat.
after my last holiday with my parents abroad there would be a long gap before i would go away again and after that i ensured that i would go away at least once a year. but when i decided to go to uni that all changed as money was in very short supply so holidays went on the back burner.
after graduation my partner and i decided to book a holiday and Greece would be our destination, i looked forward to our week away just to get some sun and to spend time with my partner away from all people that know us its nice to be just two now and then.
now i grew up at such places like Haven and Butlins, holiday camps with over excited people wanting you to take part in some sort of race or event (i have been known to take part in these now shameful events and there is photo evidence but that will not be published) if you think Hidi Hi style then your somewhere close to what I'm talking about.
things change and going abroad has become cheaper and even more popular, the Brit crowd hitting the med like a dose of crabs. a beautiful part of the world with so much history has been invaded by piss heads and large commercial bars . masses of horny under aged chavs wanting to get pissed, laid, sick and off their tits on anything they can find while giving Great Britain and even worse reputation with no real excuse.
and while my partner and i lay in the sun ipods on full wack, i watched and suddenly realised that the holiday camps of my youth had not died but just got on a plane and moved abroad bringing with it the the stereo typical Brit family dressed in football shirts, kids screaming and dads doing the okie kokie and for the fourth time that day i tell the entertainment staff that i do not want to do water aerobics or volley ball.
