A man went camping to Neath
People who knew him called him Keith
Those that didn't called him Fred
Some didn't care and called him Ed
Then Keith/Fred/Ed moved to Cowdenbeath. 

Quote from: muddy on Today at 05:26:59 PMIt's a pity about Kemi Badenoch
She is wasted on the Tories .

It's very different in opposition, to actually holding power.  She talks well, and I like her, but it'll be a long time before the Conservatives win a GE again I think.   

It's a pity about Kemi Badenoch 
She is wasted on the Tories .

I'm braving out having the heating off. I have chickened out a couple of times since I set all the timeslots low and might again. I'm sure it's usually warmer in May. Still getting that same NE wind we've had for ages. I blame Ed Miliband.

Today at 04:21:48 PM
I'm in the process of fitting a new front gate. I've just done a return for some hinges that I don't think are suitable. When I looked at the return status I see that Amazon have added a panel of items supposedly related to my return. None are things I've bought or even looked at. I'm gobsmacked wondering why mealworms are related to the hinges I've sent back and some of the stuff is a complete mystery to me

Be brave Mups.. Keep it off.. 

A man went camping to Neath
People who knew him called him Keith
Those that didn't called him Fred
Some didn't care and called him Ed

Doesn't matter what the Tories think. It's what the voters think that matters and they, in ever increasing numbers, think the Tories had a good innings for 200 years but now they are past their sell by date.

Surely the Green Party aren't the greatest threat to democracy, Reform is.
How many will take  Polenski seriously? 
I'm afraid of Farage, but Polenski is more of an irritant.
If the Tories would sort themselves out and stop thinking they are God's chosen 
Party, it would help.

The local paper lead with this sad and sorry tale
There was even half a page in the Daily Mail
A man was floating in a rubber ring
Till a big wave washed  him from Cornwall to Tring
Over  300 miles he sailed!


A man went camping  to Neath
People he knew called him Keith

Alf sat on the pier eyeing up the birds
The pigeons spotted him and covered him in turds !
The seagulls joined in the game
and a passing albatross did the same
Alf was so deep in poop he was lost for words

The local paper lead with this sad and sorry tale
There was even half a page in the Daily Mail