I do hope that the translation in the title is accurate, I got it from yahoo/babelfish, so I am pretty confident it is correct.People of the Netherlands, I am so very sorry for what my government has done to your representitive today.Please believe that they have not done this on behalf of me, nor the majority of the British people, of whom I believe, oppose this outrageous denial of free speech.Britain has historically led the fight for freedom of speech, costing millions of British lives, yet now we find ourselves becoming the very thing we have risen up and fought against so very often.I shall go into my personal feelings about Fitna, Lord Ahmed, and the situation we find ourselves in on this day in my next post, but I felt that this deserved a platform, and post of it's own.Such is my embarassment and shame in the refusal of Geert Wilders in our Country.I am very, very sorry, and I shall do all I can, along with the LPUK to get rid of this cowardly, and self-serving joke of a government, and expose it for what it truly is.Ik ben droevig.Bemused Wolf.
This response to THIS BBC article make me first chuckle, then suddenly realise that, one day, it could really be the case! Firstly complete a risk assessment form (preferably in triplicate) and submit it to the Health and Safety department of your local council. Deal with their response (typically with questions such as - age of snow, whether it was fresh or had been previously used as a snow ball, size and capacity, age of persons at whom it will be thrown, whether the recipients had received parental permission to participate in a snowball fight, together with an indemnity form). After three months you will receive a certificate for permission to throw a snowball or balls strictly in accordance with the terms and conditions outlined on the form and as soon as the appropriate licence fee has been paid for and received. In order to ensure the certificate arrives in time it's best to submit it three months in advance and establish a hotline for permission to vary. Then you will be able to throw the snowball back. P Thomas, St Helens
Can you guess where I was earlier today..? Here are a few hints;
A place filled with the loud clattering of heavy handed typing,
A place filled with the shrill sound of beeping barcode readers,
A place filled with the shrieking of undisciplined children, and clueless parents,
A place filled with staff, and patrons alike, speaking with each other in blatantly unhushed voices, about last night's soap operas.
A place infuriatingly topped off by the intrusive bleeps, buzzes, and melodies of mobile phones and gadgets,
Can you guess where I was today?
A busy office, or school, or shopping centre? No.
A noisy Starbucks, or McDonalds? No.
Honestly, you'll never guess.
I was in the library.
I haven't been in a library for some years now, and have never been in York library, until today.
Now, please correct me if I stand mistaken, but as I remember it, libraries are places where people go to read, and study. A place where, as a child, if I were so much as to cough loudly, I would have disapproving glares shot at me, and more than a few 'Shushes'.
What happened to our libraries? Is it perhaps just York library that is noisier, and more distracting, than any other library in the Country?
Well, I couldn't concentrate, so what did I do?
I spent the afternoon in a Costa coffee shop, enjoying peace,quiet, good coffee, and reading my nice book!
