Of all the animals of prey, man is the only sociable one.
Every one of us preys upon his neighbour, and yet we herd together.
The Beggar's Opera: John Gay

Tuesday, 24 January 2012


The refurbishments continue apace, so posting will have to wait - though I have given in to the temptation to comment elsewhere.

Thus I have no time or leisure to do justice to the delightfully symbolic news story that the Houses of Parliament are sliding inexorably into the mud of Father Thames.

Fortunately, wiser bloggers than I have done the story justice, so without further ado I refer you to Demetrius and Anna Raccoon.

And to accompany the mental image of the Palace of Westminster gently subsiding into its historic swamp, here's my current earworm - self-indulgent, lush and far too much fun to keep to myself....


  1. Still, our politicians, bad as they are, are not quite as sleazy as the Australians' Gillard who's currently quibbling over $10 000 for a present for their Queen.

  2. JH, I missed that one - priceless!

    From the same article comes a description of the gifts Prince Charles distributed to various local bigwigs during his visit - which sounds like the worst Christmas list ever:

    'He hit local taxpayers for the cost of 16 framed photographs of himself, a pen knife, three wallets, a fountain pen, a planter box shaped like a sheep - and even copies of a gardening book he co-wrote.'

    A spokesman confirmed that Australians paid for the presents:

    'He stressed that as far as Charles's gifts were concerned, the cost was relatively low – around £2,000 in all for his 2005 trip to Australia which worked out at just £50 per person.'

    "Thank you, sir; you shouldn't have. No, I really mean it, you shouldn't have.

    Er, did you keep the receipt, by any chance?"