Obligatory election-related witterings and something about a mad Greek person

Electo-cack

I posted this on Scaryduck‘s comments – apologies for those of you having to read my uninformed rubbish twice over:

I saw a car driving round Bardford today. It was promoting Kilroy’s party (Verity? Something like that) and “Vote Mscwiliecz” or something on it, pretty definitely Polish.

Erm… has anyone told that guy who the party figure head is? If they got in, he’d likely try to deport his own MP.

As for myself:

Labour – liars and too far up Bush’s arse. Bollocks to them

Tory – I cannot spot any difference between them and Labour. Bollocks to them

LibDem – Not a bad alternative, but want to take my Pound Sterling off me and give me Euros. Bollocks to them

BNP – Racist *****. Bollocks to them

Green – Want to tax my car out from under me. Bollocks to them

Monster Raving Loony – No candidate. ********

Incidentally, They Work For You can tell you how well your MP has done over the last 4 years. Mine’s a workshy sod who’s in the bottom 60 or so countrywide as far as attendance and voting goes. But at least he’s cheap concerning expenses. Probably as he never travels to Westminster.

D of E

My boss was in a hurry to get home the other night because his daughter was “being presented with a Duke of Edinburgh” which I thought was rather cool, though not something worth of a presentation.

I mean, I used to have a talking Action Man and that just came in a box. Maybe they’re a limited edition or something. A wrinkled, 10″ tall puppet with a pull-string on the back with a variety of catchy, Prince Philip phrases, including:

• “If you stay here much longer, you’ll all be slitty-eyed.” (to British students in China, 1986)
• “It looks as if it was put in by an Indian.” (regarding a fuse box in an Edinburgh factory, 1999)
• “How about a root?” (to a senior member of the CWA, Australia 1970)
• “That was a bloody Masonic handshake, you sly old wog.” (meeting the Pope in 1988)
• “This place is run by darkies.” (1993 royal tour of Africa)
• “**** off and bring me a Scotch.” (to a waiter in Paris, 1982)
• “Get me a gun, Rice Eyes, I want to bag one.” (to a zoo attendant in Beijing, while inspecting the endangered giant panda)
• “Well, that’s it. I just **** myself.” (subtly ending a speech at a factory in Bristol, 1998)
• “Her Majesty’s on the blocks at the moment … fancy being queen for a night?” (to a schoolgirl, 10, during a visit to a Catholic convent school in west Namibia, 1994)
• “Well it wouldn’t have been through brain injury!” (consoling his son on the death of his ex-wife)

Then I found out it was a Duke of Edinburgh award she was getting and I was far less jealous.