What kind of ridiculous society do we live in.

I just had to get this off my chest, and I know it will take more than 140 characters!

I have just been walking into work and saw a small boy standing at the side of the road. He had no parents near by, nor did he have anyone looking for him.

What was my first reaction, was it to go and see if he was lost (as he was about to walk into the road) ,or was it to walk on by for fear of being labeled a child molester. You got it, I started to walk on by, just looking at him and wishing I could help.

Luckily common sense kicked in and I walked back to make sure he did not step off the kerb. As I did so a woman came out of the school, looking horrified at me walking towards the boy, and shouted to him that she would come over to help him find his Mummy. She actually pushed passed me to do this, as if I was mere scum in her way to the boys rescue. Read More ...

If you have nothing to hide, then why so worried?

With all of the recent press about Google Streets and them ‘spying’ on our lives, I got to thinking. What have the people of the uk got to hide?
Google Streets vans are going up and down the country taking snapshots of roads, towns and streets. Single frames from peoples lives. Now why are people so scared, what are they hiding that a single snapshot could reveal? A man got caught with a woman he wad not meant to be with, someone was snapped being arrested and much more.

On the flip side we see kittens crossing roads, people going about their everyday, legal, business. Read More ...

As I sit here cold and fed up

As I sit here cold and fed up, I find myself pondering how much we rely on modern convenience.

My boiler has packed up and I am currently boiling several pans and a kettle to try and fill my bath.  I have an electric fan heater that my Dad leant me warming the flat, and am covered in several blankets.

I now have the exciting prospect of spending more money than I have on a new boiler.  This will not only hurt the wallet but also my wife’s very nice Kitchen, which the Boiler calls home. Read More ...