Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Child abuse

I saw the front page of today's Sun in the supermarket at lunchtime, and I had every intention of posting about it, but I've been beaten to it. Even by the squalid standards of this excuse for a newspaper, this is one of the most egregious pieces of ordure they've ever come up with. And, as far as I'm concerned, utterly dripping with hypocrisy - The Sun is always at the forefront of those screaming about 'paedos', portraying itself as some kind of champion of child protection, while being quite happy to sacrifice the welfare of a little boy to sell more copies of their disgusting rag. The editor of the paper (and the boy's parents) should be arrested forthwith and charged with child abuse. Because that's what this is, plain and simple.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Monday, 28 July 2014

Quiet weekend

In more ways than one. Mostly it's been about work - just for a change - but it would have been difficult for it to have been otherwise, because I've only had a minimal amount of money to play with, thanks to a cock-up by my bank which I've got to go and address in branch this morning, now they're open again. I wouldn't mind so much if I was actually skint, I got used to years of that while I was living in Cornwall, but to have money in the bank that you can't access through no fault of your own is, to say the least, irritating.
Blogworld has been quiet, too, not many people posting - including me - and not many people reading, either. I've had more spam e-mails than I've had page views in the past two days. Penis enlargement seems to be the favourite scam of the moment - actually, chaps, I'm quite happy with what I've got, albeit that I'm strictly average in that department, even if your worthless products did actually work, so you're wasting your time even more than most of your ilk.
One e-mail I was pleased to receive this morning, though, was K's second missive from North America. She still seems to be enjoying life over there, and moves on to her second destination later today. I hope her holiday continues to give her good experiences, and leaves good memories.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Friday, 25 July 2014

Occupational therapy?

I was very down this morning, close to tears, sinking in my accustomed pit of frustration, self-loathing and perceived failure. I even considered, at one point, ringing in sick for work and going to drown my sorrows. My reasonably strong sense of duty won the day, though, and off to work I went. It turned out to be a thoroughly messy shift, too, all sorts of problems, mostly weather related - it's been thundery this afternoon, and our kit doesn't like lightning, it tends to blow fuses and fry electronics - but, ironically, having the job round my neck actually turned out to be beneficial, because I simply didn't have time for introspection or wallowing in self-pity, and by the time I finished, my mood had stabilised. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, because it was my job, or, perhaps more accurately, the amount of time I spent there, that kept my head above water two years ago when my old life was collapsing around me. There's more to work than simply a paycheck, sometimes.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Contact

I finally had some contact from K this afternoon, an e-mail telling me what she'd been up to during her first couple of days in America. She seems to be having a fun time, which, of course, is good, but, from my perspective, I'm just happy that she's safe and well - my reaction to the transatlantic silence was starting to move from disappointment that she hadn't been in touch to concern that something had actually gone wrong, especially given my propensity towards pessimism. I don't want her to think I'm treating her like a child, but I can't help worrying about her welfare, particularly when she's in a place where there's no chance that I could help her, certainly in a direct way. Hopefully now that we've reconnected, there will be some more regular updates.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Monday, 21 July 2014

Stateside

Despite yesterday's eleventh hour alarms, K is now on American soil - her flight from Heathrow landed more or less exactly an hour ago, and she's now in the throes of a four hour wait for a 'connecting' flight. Best of luck, Babes!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Sunday, 20 July 2014

You cannot be serious!

To coin a cliché. I went to bed after getting in from work this morning with K starting to get her packing and the like organised for her departure for the US tomorrow, and got up, five hours or so later, to find her in tears because United Airlines had given her seat to someone else, telling her, little more than twelve hours before she was due to leave, that she wouldn't be flying unless she paid for some extortionate upgrade. To say I was annoyed barely comes close to describing how I felt, and, for that very reason, K wouldn't let me speak to them, because she knows I would've 'banged the desk', in person, if necessary. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing, it now seems likely that she will be on the plane, but only at the cost of a $150 upgrade to 'Premium Economy', so it's been off to the bank in the last hour or so, to ensure K has enough cash to pay the 'blackmail demand' at Heathrow in the morning. I can't believe that any organisation with any pretence to being a responsible business can conduct themselves in this way - it's as though you'd walked round the supermarket for an hour, paid for your purchases, and then had them taken away from you at the shop door until you paid another 15% on top of your bill. Utterly disgraceful.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Saturday, 19 July 2014

If you have to lie....

....to try to get people to accept your agenda, then it's almost certainly the agenda that's the problem. Especially when it comes to the indoctrination education of young people.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B