Topic: News of the week - Morons...

Well, it's seems, being gay sometimes has it's advantages... at least you don't have children and therefore do not apply for Child Benefits...

Private details of EVERY family in Britain 'lost' by taxman in major security blunder

Seeing is believing...otherwise it's difficult to believe... Have fun watching THIS... (It may take a while loading, but it's worth it...)

The Chancellor was rocked by a new crisis this evening over the loss of confidential bank details of virtually every family in Britain.

Alistair Darling had to make an emergency statement to the Commons revealing that records of 7.2 million bank accounts of all parents or guardians who claim child benefits had gone missing. MPs gasped when he revealed that the names, addresses, bank numbers and National Insurance numbers of all those affected had been on two computer discs which had been lost.
A total of 25 million people's names are on the discs, potentially leaving them all at risk of identity fraud.

Some comments I found:

"Another disater brought to you - the taxpaying public - by New Labour, the Masters of Disaster, the unchallenged champions of Unforeseen Consequence and the Great Lie. A party in a brewery springs to mind."

"Why do I bother shredding bank statements etc. when these clowns give the information away in bulk."

Topic: Discovering London - Part Two

This Time: Alexandra Palace - Harringey N22 7AY London

Built in 1873 as the "People's Palace", burnt down 16 days later and reopened in 1875. It is today used for venues of all sorts. But instead of great blabla, just some poetic moments in my blog. And if you read my blog properly (which - no doubt - you definitively do...) you remember parts of it:

The Pooters walked to Watney Lodge

One Sunday morning hot and still

Where public footpaths used to dodge

Round elms and oaks to Muswell Hill.

That burning buttercuppy day

The local dogs were curled in sleep,

The writhing trunks of flowery May

Were polished by the sides of sheep.

And only footsteps in a lane

And birdsong broke the silence round

And chuffs of the Great Northern train

For Alexandra Palace bound

The Watney Lodge I seem to see

Is gabled gothic hard and red,

With here a monkey puzzle tree

And there a round geranium bed.

Each mansion, each new-planted pine,

Each short and ostentatious drive

Meant Morning Prayer and beef and wine

And Queen Victoria alive.

John Betjeman - Diary of a Nobody



Palace with a view...


And for today's lyrics:
So, anyway
There I was
Just sitting on your porch
Drinking in
The sweetest decline
The sweetest decline
Sober mind

Beth Orton - Sweetest Decline