Quack, Quack

This has not been a great summer. House prices falling, credit crunch, fuel prices and having a government who thinks it's all your fault, and are devising ever more evil ways of taking your money and enriching the feckless are one thing, but when the weather sucks this bad, it really kicks you in the nads. It is the seventh of July, and I could see my breath. And it wasn't late at night, or early in the morning, it was at high noon. And it was raining. Not the usual pissy drizzle that the UK seems to specialise in, but proper, gets you absolutely soaking wet, cant see out the windscreen of my car rain. and it's been like this for weeks. Even when this strange sphere like thing called the Sun makes a rare appearance, it still rains! I have checked the weather for the rest of the week, and guess what? More rain! And there's a pigeon in my chimney! I don't know how it got there, but until yesterday it was making a right racket. So now I am looking forward to the delightful aroma of rotting bird flesh, to offset the continual pitter patter of raindrops. And if that's not bad enough, I can't get the remote off the kids, who have cable locked onto the Disney channel 24/7, as its too wet to go out. This wouldn't be so bad, but they only seem to hire about 11 actors and actresses, who all show up in each others shows. And it sucks!! Apart from the chick who is in HSM and The Suite life, who is pretty damn hot. Its going to be November before you know it, and you won't even be able to tell. I blame New Labour. Bunch of wankers.