My son told me he is a Morris dancer. I told him there's no need to make a song and dance about it.

Morning all. I am knackered. And guilty. And ill. I was meant to see my mother, cousin and her son this weekend as well.  

But I am not going to make the drive down to London to do so.  And in fact, feeling sorry for myself, I am probably going to go to bed.  I doubt I am going to feel much better either later today.  Arsenal are going to be thrashed by Chelski this weekend.  We had an excellent result during the week in the European Cup. (I refuse to call it the Champions League as many entrants are not champions, Arsenal included!)  Wenger thinks that we can win.  Which makes me laugh.  You never know, Jack Wilshere might be able to make the difference this time.  He has been amazing in the last few games and might be the key to unlocking Chelski.  

Anyway, I think I am adapting to work.  It is much harder than where I used to work, and in addition to going in early, I am having to go in on weekends.  It has taken me time to realise that, which means that I have a big backlog of work to get through, but I am confident I can do that. I would help if I was able to get myself out of bed to go in early to do that, but I am hoping that this week, I will start doing that.  If not, I am screwed!

Politics has been interesting in the last few weeks.  The Labour party has elected Red Ed and the Tories are laughing.  A move to the left for Labour means that the battleground between the big two parties looks like it will return to the old system that I grew up with.  Mind you, David Millband's election team underestimated Ed, and maybe the Tories will do the same.  I suspect though that the next election is one for the Tories to lose.  If they ruin the economy well, then they will get in.  If they ruin it, then I see Ed Milliband being the next Prime Minister.  As a champagne socialist (what others call me by the way, I love beer) I am in a win-win situation.  If the economy does well, then I will do better under a Conservative government.  If the coalition ruins things, then Labour will get in and have the chance to run the country for the benefit of all again.  Though to be fair, I want what is best for the nation.  If that means that Labour does not take power again, then so be it.  It is just that I do not see the Con-Dems as being the best for the nation.

On the bright side, the BNP are experiencing problems.  I guess it would have had more coverage in the news if not for the Labour Party conference and the soap opera with the two brothers.  But the party is going through a few challenges!  But that I am laughing.  Muhahahahahaha!  To be fair, they are a legal political party.  Though they are one that thrives on creating hatred and intolerance by spreading lies and creating fear.



Anyway, back to the kids.  My daughter seems to be doing well at school.  The girl who hates to read, loves to read at school.  Apparently the kids are put into different reading groups at school and my wife thinks that she has worked out which fruit is what.  And it appears that my daughter is in the clever group for reading!  My son at nursery is doing well.  They run a memory game there and he is the best at it.  In fact, when they run it, he gets bored getting everything right and leaves the group to play with the toys, shouting out the answers without looking and gets most of them right anyway!  He must get his memory from his mother as I have a crap one.

And now it is time for me to go.  I hope this makes you laugh!

A married man was visiting his "girlfriend" when she requested that he shave his beard. "Oh James, I like your beard, but I would really love to see your handsome face."
James replied, "My wife loves this beard, I couldn't possibly do it, she would kill me!!"

"Oh please?" the girlfriend asked again, in a sexy little voice...

"Oh really, I can't," he replies..."My wife loves this beard!!"

The girlfriend asked once more, and he sighs and finally gives in. That night James crawls into bed with his wife while she was sleeping.

The wife is awakened somewhat, feels his face and replies "Oh Michael, you shouldn't be here, my husband will be home soon!"