The babies

I cannot find the words that will adequately express my feelings about the babies.
No stretch of the imagination will ever make me believe that what happened was for a reason.
Other than...pure evil taking its course.
I can say , with absolute certainty, that I could take the lives of those who murdered the babies , in cold blood.
Does that make me like them?
I suppose, in a way, but I wouldnt f*****g care!
I can find the words to rant and rage at a system so shoddily built on the premise that "the best place for children is with their parents"
B******s!

I would go so far as to say that people should be screened for their suitability and competence to be parents in the first place and, if found wanting, never allowed to have or keep any babies.
And, no woman has a god given right to have a child just because she can.
And, spend some f*****g money on child protection, safe families and homes for these poor little innocents.
And, opposed as I am to capital punishment, I would hang the bastards after torturing them first!!!
Sieg Heil!

I pray that the souls of those dear little ones are happier now than they ever were on this earth and out of harms way.

Of Barrack, Brand and backpacks.

BARRACK...I love this man! He is so charismatic and everyone thinks he will work magic.Thats just the trouble, hes only human as he said himself...he wasnt born in a manger! Lets give him a chance and not keep thinking that hes everyones homeboy and will solve all the black problems with a wave of his sensitive, cultured hand.Still, big kisses from me...mwah.

And I love these two men also, but in totally different ways of course.

I have written so many letters about the Russell /Jonathan fiasco that I am almost speechless on the subject.Almost, but not quite. We seem to be moving on but its taken the silent majority out there a long time to support these two and see the absolute injustice of Russells resignation and Jonathans suspension. It was a bad joke, schoolboy humour, distasteful but THATS ALL IT WAS!! They didnt murder, rape or abuse anyone and Andrew Sachs was contacted before the program went out to see if he approved.He obviously didnt but it was broadcast anyway so...who do you sack? The performers who are employed to do that which they did or the producer who ignored Andrew Sachs concerns? Or. indeed , NO ONE!

Apologies were accepted , should have been enough. Oh boy , I HATE being part of a generation who still cant move on!! BACKPACKS ...is this a sad sign of the times or just me? I went to the bank today to sort out a mistake they had made (I never make any, as you know, Im always right) .

Whilst I was standing at the counter, a girl behind me put her backpack on the floor next to me and sort of indicated that she would like me to watch it while she went and withdrew money. I said , yeah, sure, like you do but as she walked away I started having serious second thoughts.

Why couldnt she take it with her? It was a backpack for Gods sake! She could put it on her back, thus leaving her hands free for the transaction.What if it contained a bomb? What should I do? She looked harmless enough but you could never tell. I watched her carefully, thinking if she showed any signs of leaving wthout it I would race after her, carrying it, thus saving all except myself and her from the ensuing blast.What if she was a suicide bomber and had no intention of leaving?!.......All this took less than 5minutes.Clearly I am here to tell the tale, feeling more than a little ashamed of myself..I guess Im only human after all...bit of a shock really.

More about Salsa..

I feel I should update my thousands of readers on the Salsa experience as it continues.

I have been diligently attending and seem to be improving but I went one step(or several twirls) too far last week. I took part in the advanced class.

Now, whilst I managed the steps, the twirls were of great concern, leaving me feeling as tho I had just ridden Oblivion at Alton Towers! Everyone was very encouraging, even Aussie Keith who had been a bit negative up till now(having convinced himself that I was trying to "lead" him! God alone knows how...hes at least a foot taller than me!!) I need a bit of practice at the twirls before I go back to that. Its a great class with lots of individual characters. Us women get to know the men because we move on every thirty seconds. We have....nice Andrew who is a great dancer and leads you beautifully, little Paul with the neck scarf who is not so good but tries hard, Funny Peter who livens up the proceedings greatly, Irish Paul (of whom I have gossip that I cant share here in case a salsite should come upon this blog! E mail me if you want details).Quiet Jason who , up until now I liked but he seems to have caught the " youre leading "bug from Aussie Keith! Hang on.......thats two of them...could it be that I am leading?...nah.....impossible! And, last but not least, naughty Michael the leader, he of the "youre cuddling me darling and I like it!" Oh yes, and Wendys favourite Alvaro on the door.

Good fun.I have posted another pic of me in the class, (see above) .True, its not that flattering and my hair is shorter now but...you get the idea?

Andalay Andalay!!

Of Buddy and Bader-Meinhof

The 4th annual London trip saw us meeting in Yo sushi at Paddington Station. (Never knowingly underfed are we?!) BJ had been a clever girl and got us bed and breakfast for only 5quid more than the travel lodge and cheap tickets to see Buddy. Our first port of call was the Wellington Pub on the Strand.The very same one that Wendy and I had partaken of a few years earlier.

We managed a fair amount of tucker and two bottles, yes two, of wine between the two of us. Yaki , the Spanish waiter, was very attentive until he realised that he was utterly alone and having to serve food to the 5000 at which point he threw a hissy fit. We managed to calm him and make him laugh...is there no end to our talent?.......and he carried on with the puddings.

Rolling back to the hotel for a quick rest (well. somethings got to give!) and back to the Wellington for pre theatre drinkies. BJ disappointed me here.I had lined up two double g and ts and ended up drinking both.Its a hard job but someones gotta do it! She maintains that she had trouble with her tummy, I think shes just so much of a light weight on the drinks front

that she couldnt handle it.(I know she'll read this!)

The Bader -Meinhofs had been giving her some trouble , so she did very well.

Buddy was sublime and we sang ourselves hoarse as well as all the way back to the hotel to flake out till brekkie.

Another massive feed in luxurious surroundings , a walk over Waterloo bridge and along the South Bank and we found ourselves at the cafe in the South Bank Centre, stuffing our faces again. Ahhh, another year over. Roll on next year!

Good company, good food and loadsa laughs, what more do you need?

Turkey

More to follow.......

Time I added some some Turkey pics I think.

We went there in August, stayed just outside Hisaronu, near Oludeniz. It was a lovely country and the people were amazingly friendly. The resort, Montana Pine was brilliant.Up in the mountains , lovely views , only trouble was a damn long hike up about 50 steps just to get back to the rooms.Obviously, all built on the mountainside.Look at the pics.Ill stop talking.

Reception at Montana Pine

went to the pics

Just got back from the new James Bond...Quantum of Solace.

Excellent action and the story was OK.

So much for Cosmo in the Sunday times!

I was quite worn out with all the shooting and stuff!

Well worth seeing.