Enough old rope to hang oneself

In the first paragraph of Gerry Rafferty’s obituary by The Guardian, it mentions that his royalties for Baker Street were still bagging him £80k a year. How come more people don’t seem to realise how ridiculous this is?

Every inaction…

So today I’m going to have a camera stuck down my throat, and another shoved… somewhere else. I’m trying not to dwell too much on the fact that had this been done eleven years ago, when I first went to the doctor with concerns about my guts, then maybe I could have been spared at least some of the problems that have followed. But it’s hard not to.

Intentionally Selfish

Today, and not for the first time, we have found somebody else’s waste outside our front door. We have a driveway. We have a front garden. This is not a case of somebody slinging things over our fence as they run past. They have made a deliberate effort to carry it up our drive and put it by our door. They can see our bins are full to overflowing already, as like so many others we didn’t have a refuse collection last week. They’ve made a decision that they are going to choose to exacerbate our problem rather than deal with their own.