Remotely interested...

Not quite correct 2017 is the last time it was officially a white Christmas as was the previous year 2016. It was only a sparse amount in each of those years but if it falls in the right place then it is officially a white Christmas. 2010 was the last time there was an extensive covering of snow across the UK at Christmas.

I must admit I've never given this subject any thought before but since Reg has started laying into the bookies again (did they refuse his best on Torquay winning the league again?) I've been wondering. Doesn't a snow flake have to fall on the roof of the Met Office on Christmas day and that set me wondering whether representatives of the various bookmakers have to camp out on the roof to verify it? Just a thought.

I see that on the Covid thread (would have put this there but for other things) there is talk of a vaccine at last! I have heard from a reliable source though, that we have had the vaccine right under our noses since the start of the Covid outbreak...it is actually bleach! So if anyone tries to stick that in me, I hope their medical insurance is up to date! 

Sleepy Joe has now turned into Creepy Joe...so AJ was right all along. He has now stuck his grubby finger into our pie, saying there must not be a hard/soft/closed/open/whatever border in Ireland! So once again, this country has turned into a Vassal State. I see that Trump has been called the ‘Fat Controller’ elsewhere, well he might be fat, but he didn’t stick his fingers in too many of our pies! 

So once again, we cow tow to America! Though of course that is what a lot of people want, so they don’t have to think, use their own judgment...in fact, they just walk along and join the first line of grey people they find. 



Just a quick edit: I used the words...so once again...that many times on purpose. 

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I can't take any credit, Reg. Biden's nickname has been 'Creepy Joe' for many many years. For this election I'm sure Trump's Public relations team advised him that he should remain within the accepted bounds of propriety, by using an easily understood codeword such as 'Sleepy' instead ...... but we all knew what he meant. Big Tech, which has done all it can to protect Biden and censor criticism of him, did it's best to prevent all the old 'Creepy Joe' photos and videos getting a fresh airing during the election. Twitter for instance, acted as far back as September to prevent them being shown, by tagging Joe's behaviour as 'Child exploitation'.





Biden, probably due to his Irish connections, has never disguised his anti-British sentiments. There would be nothing to be gained by becoming a vassal state to a US that hated us. At least there's no ambiguity, and Biden has been quite open about who he sides with. Boris will be under no illusions that Joe's intentions are to do us down, and so there's nothing to be gained by playing into his hands.

However, let's not be too pessimistic before we have to. Democracy may yet prevail, allowing both America and the world to be spared the reality of a Biden regime.

The above post about Levi's coincides nicely with my post...ie, things from the older generation are as tough as old boots. 

Below, is a love letter written in the 1860's, by one of the locals of this area describing his perfect wife!

I'm surrounded by farms, and one of them is owned by Mary, who has a tragic tale of love and life lost. Her parents were religious nutters, and going out to the local dances to meet boys and enjoying herself were strictly forbidden...if God existed, yet another thing he would have to answer to! She's around 60 now, and still a virgin, if anybody is interested, lives alone and runs the farm on her own which she has done since her parents died. She drives a dilapidated old tractor and is out in all weathers...which most of the time is shite. 

Todays women would not have lasted more than a few minutes doing her job, before running inside out of the rain and beginning the first text of the day. There are some young farmers wives about who are very good looking and pleasant to talk to, but other than that...

Enjoy the letter below, it is from a bygone era, which sadly, we will never see again!   
 


My Dere Miss,

I now take hup my pen tow to rite yow open feelins will find yow well as it leaves me at present. You will no doubt be surprised that I should maik soa bolde as tow rite to yow who is sutch a ladi and I hop that yow will not be vex at mee for it. I hardly dare say wat I want I ham so timid about ladis and mi and trimmels like a lespin leaf. I am a farmar in a small wai an mi age is rayther more than 40 year and mi mother lives with me and keeps mi ouse and shee as been very pourly laitly and cannot stur about much and I think I shud be comfortable with a wife. I have had mi I on yow a long time and I think that yow are a very nice young woman and one that wud me appi if only yow think soa. We ave a nice parlour down stares with a blu carpet and a huven on one side of the fire plaice and the old woman on the uther smoaking. The golden rules claimed up on the walls abuv the long settle and yow cud sit awl the day in the ezy chare and nit and mend me kirties and leggings and yow cud maik the tee reddy again I cum in.

So I hop to hear from yow as I am in disprit and yurnist and will marrie yow at mai day or if me mother dees afore Ise want yow afore only if yow will except of mi. And mi dere we cud be verri appi to gedder and I oap yow will let me now yowr mind by return of poast and if yow are faverable I will cum up to the scratch.

Soa noa moor at preasant from your well wisher and true luvve. P.S. I hop yow will sae nothing about this if yow will not except of mi as I have another very nice wumman in mind and I think I shall marrie her if you do not except of mi but I thought you wud suite mi mother better – the same venerable specimen of the female biped (excuse me but this is our skule masters remark and he’s a clever man) being very crusty at times, so I tell yow before you cum. She will be maister.