Brings back memories of my psycho mother finding my stock of Titbits and Reveille, discreetly (!) hidden under my bed. Absolute bedlam, beaten around the head with a pan, until dad stopped it.
I did not have a motherly mother: when I was 15 I was getting very explicit letters from a 17 yo – ahem – girl. Mother intercepted the last one and I got a lecture, no beating now because I would have taken her head off and she knew it, I’d had enough. But it meant I had to wait a bit longer before I could find out what all the fuss was about, if you know what I mean.
I also had a laugh at that Isle of White report, Steve. It’s usually a Council muppet who makes those kinds of mistakes, but it occured to me the Asda employee who copied the childrens’ design, might have copied it as the kids wrote it. If so, there is something wrong with education in the IoW, when kids cannot even spell the name of their own home area correctly. And something wrong with the Asda employee, who probably originates from, and was educated in, the IoW.
Nothing against the IoW btw: been there on holiday several times and love it. I was there in 1969 for the best music festival I ever attended. 1970 was bloody awful, over half a million there and it was mud pies, too few bogs which were blocked anyway. It broke the organisers, I believe. We few squaddies in attendance were up on the hill in our own 4-man tent both times, also dug our own toilets and defended them. ’69 had the best performances, ’70 the best sound system but some really crap acts. If the Army had known where we were, we would have been nicked: we were all instructed to never attend Rock concerts and festivals. We travelled to Lymington, then back on the Ferry.
Ahhhhhh! Nostalgia!
When the Thought Police arrive at your door, think -
I'm out.
OK Steve, why blame Honda for Brexit? I’m falling for this one, somebody had to ask!