Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Mad Cow Disease, Bird Flu

Well what a wonderful day this has been, still shaking from the asthma attack yesterday and what happens at work. I get asked to go into an office that has just been freshly painted to see if the smell is still in there, bloody hell do they not understand that the strong smell of paint is a trigger for an asthma attack. Now that the nights are drawing in our weekly trip to the local supermarket has to be done in the dark, just what is the percentage of cars driving around with only one headlight, or no sidelights or even no rear lights. How can they get away with driving like that the only time I ever drove with one headlight and I get nicked and the undoubted pleasure of paying our local magistrates the princly sum of £35. Not that I mind helping the government out with the national debt. After all they take 35% of my salary before I even see it. Then there’s VAT on anything that’s any good.17.5%. You have to feel sorry for them after all the monies from the North Sea Oil has nearly all gone and what do I get out of it? Mad Cow disease, Bird Flu,

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

I'm Perfect

I would just love to find out how, why, or who infected me with this asthma. I would read them from the good book, just before they eat it. Yesterday all I did was work in an office that had been repainted last week. Within minutes I had to leave and use an inhaler to control my breathing. This was fine for the rest of the day. But boy did I suffer when I tried to sleep that night. Asthma is a horrible affliction, it affect different people in different ways. My personal boggy man is when I lie down flat. My nose runs and I have great difficulty in breathing. Last night was so bad that I had to have to day off work. According to the experts, and believe me I have consulted them it’s a life time sentence. Some one some where must be responsible; I know it’s not me because I’m perfect.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Good Day & Council Tax

Now today’s whinge is that I do not have anything to whinge about, how dare the world give me a good day (the first for years), with nothing to upset me. Well apart from the news that Council Tax might/will be going up some 11% next year. Not that I mind if I was getting an 11% pay rise (yep you guessed it I work for the local council), we will be lucky to get 3% in our pay packets. But you can be sure that we will hear all the moans all year long from people who assume that we are on some kind of public funded jolly. I wish.