Wednesday, March 8, 2023

The daily grind having a rant


Well its been a while since I posted, time flies when your having fun or so they say. 
Various things have happened, got my car back from the repairers, been given time to create a new Will, got in touch over social media with my daughter Amy who has had problems, and become the proud owner of a cheque for £1.82, well there you go.

The huge cheque was from an account I had many years ago, it was a Investment ISA which I had cancelled but had left about 20p in it and it grew into £1.82, its close for good now.

Has been snowing here in Medway today and as usual in this great country of ours everything grinds to a halt, was only about 20mm but a snowflake would have been enough, its all melted now so panic over until the next time.

Just watched the DNA journey of John Bishop and Hugh Bonneville, great to see that hugh's three times Grandfather worked and designed ships at Chatham Dockyard which is where I live, my claim to fame at last.

Its raining now so now chance of snow today at least.

Monday 13th I have to put the car back into the main dealers as the drivers window runner is sticking not a big job I hope, but its such a joy to drive, 18 plate so fairly newish, only done 32k, go on make me an offer, would have to be good one mind you.

Once upon a time I was so proud of this country but in recent years it has really let me down in so many ways,  the population is growing so fast but letting in too many from abroad, our great NHS is broken, the whole system is on its knees, yes we have had a horrible time what with Covid and the cost of living, but its more than that, nobody cares anymore, nobody respects anyone anymore, what has happened to this Great Britain of ours, we have been under attack for many years, religious fanatics have ruid our way of life, our children are growing up in a world where people do not know who or what they, its getting so ridiculous now, I just wish it would stop.  



 

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