May 2009 Archives

You have to admire the brass neck of our political classes after the latest revelations in the great expenses rip-off.

Caught with their snouts so deep in the taxpayer funded trough they must be using a snorkel to breath (£5.99 - receipt attached) with claims that give spurious a bad name do we get any hint of contrition, shame or perhaps even a glimmer of an apology?

Don't be silly, this is MPs we are talking about. Their first reaction is puff out their chests in apoplexic indignation at any suggestion they have done anything wrong followed by spending even more taxpayer's cash by calling in the police to find out who grassed them up.

Why do they sell watches they advertise you can wear swimming 300 feet deep in the ocean and then put a leather strap on them?

Is it just me or does anyone else think that the people who put the white lines in car parks think that either everyone drive Ford Populars or Austin Sevens or get in an out through the sunroof?

I know it is my profession but does anyone else think that the media is willing swine flu to turn into a latter day Black Death with bodies piled up on street corners? There seems to be a desperation to get this particular donkey up and running.

As the number of cases fails to escalate into a pandemic with cries of "bring out your dead" echoing through every street in the land we are being warned of a second wave which could hit at some date in the future.

We have about 12,000 deaths a year from flu every winter and in 1989-90 that rose to 29,000 deaths. So far from this current H1N1 strain we have had a total of . . . er . . . no deaths - but we have had an interview by mobile phone with a man in isolation at home who had not felt too well for a couple of days.

Worldwide there have been 1025 cases of the H1N1 strain reported in 20 countries (27 in Britain) with 26 deaths. In an average year 550,000 people globally die from flu.

This outbreak may well turn out to be serious but after all the sensationalist reporting and knee jerk Government the little boy who called wolf syndrome comes into play and no one will take a blind bit of notice of what could well be important advice or instructions.