(Just a quick one because I’m knackered. Sunday late shift makes the rest of the week look easy).
Apparently Michael Gove and some other toad-like creatures are pretending to talk tough about the EU. I’m with Quiet Man on this one – I don’t believe a word of it.
Unless we see some actual action on this, it all gets categorised along with the Cameroid’s ‘cast iron guarantee’ that turned out to be wax, and melted in the heat of election. More words will impress only the gullible and the wishful thinkers. If Cameroid’s lot get voted back in, the promise of a referendum will be shifted back to after the next election.
Same thing if the Moribund party get voted in. As for the Lib Dems, this is likely to be their last taste of power for a very, very long time. However, if they manage to tag onto the coat tails of one of the other sets of wasters again, nothing will change there either.
As long as any of those parties are in power (and that does include Oily Al’s spiteful nannying party) we can forget about getting anything back from the EU and absolutely forget about even having the chance to vote on staying or leaving.
We’ll only begin the process of becoming a proper country again if UKIP get in, and they don’t have a single MP yet. The SNP has more MPs in Wastemonster than UKIP, which makes no sense at all but then this is politics. It makes no sense at all most of the time. That’s why most people prefer to ignore it.
We can only hope that, by the time the next election rolls around, people will start to notice that all this talk about getting tough with the EU is nothing more than words. In the words of Little Alex’s probation officer in ‘A Clockwork Orange’, “Actions speak louder than.”
And so to sleep, after I get Carr’s weathering powders off my fingers. Post office tomorrow on the way to work, soon the pay will begin and the frantic eBaying can go back to being a hobby. Better yet, the eBay income can then go back into OO gauge. I’ve taken to buying the broken stuff on sale there, I have three not-too-badly-busted coaches, some bogies and a couple of very nice diecast frames for seven-plank wagons. I plan to build most of my rolling stock this time. No nasty bright coloured plastic, at least some of it will be made of stripwood planking. Also, no Hornby Volvo-bumper couplings that have the wagons about six feet apart.
I have also begun construction of a vehicle for Smoking Head. Well, Smoking Torso now, he has grown a body. Not a truck, that would take too long. Photos will follow.