Apathy in the UK.

With wall to wall coverage of the elect and the elite saying how they'd change the country for the better, we know where we're living: "Electionland". Don't forget to pick up your rose tinted spectacles, salt cellar and dicta phone as you enter this fairy tale kingdom.
The rose tinted spectacles to see the future like the candidates. Maybe a Kaleidoscope would give a truer image.
The salt cellar so that you can quickly grab a pinch when trying to believe the whoppers that the would be Rt Hon or wannabe Right On is telling you.
The dicta phone to record all the what you want to hear promises and dictat that is being spouted forth and then you can replay it to yourself or the perpetrators in 4 or 5 year's time when you're playing broken pledge bingo when the latest monotonist manifesto is published.
Party political broadcasts ad nauseum; I'd rather no had seen 'em!
Is it any wonder that the largest swing in recent times has been towards apathy? With all these cons n roses, the public has no appetite for election!

Hybrid scran

We appear to be in the dawning of the age of miscellaneous; well in food nomenclature anyway. Recently I've heard of "DUFFINS", "CHEESE N BURGER" and various other misnomers, which I might list should they come to mind. I have noticed that instead of giving the new product a new name, the what some think of as zany but is probably just lazy option of a port manteau is de rigeur. The problem with this option is that would be copiers can use the discarded parts of each word and churn out "MUNUTS", "MOUGHNUTS" or other shodworthy monikers without breaching trademarks. I invite other examples of these hybrid/mongrel food names which have cropped up in recent times. For example "MOCKTAIL" has just come to mind.

Dèja food?

Has one seen this culinary delight before?

Boxing clever? Surely not.

Well, it has been some time since I put finger to keyboard and made the effort to post owt on this here blog. I would appear to have been living in exile from the so-called "blogisphere"(sp?).
I ain't no fan of the old Marquess of Queensbury rules, but a follower of sport in general. I see that there's gonna be a massive bout coming up between Pac-Man and Money. Now that is one freakish fight. If there were to be a real fight between manifestations of these entities,  I'd put my dosh on the pie chart shaped one chomping capitalism's bread and butter.
Now it's very apt that one of these pugilists goes under the moniker of Money as that is what this fight is all about. In the USA fight fans will have to fork out 100 bucks per household for the pleasure of watching 2 blokes knocking 10 bells out of each other. Contrast that with the UK where boxing nuts only need the considerably paltry sum of 20 quid. Knock me down with a feather! I never thought I'd see the day when SKY seem to be offering something which could be considered a bargain. Don't matter to me though, no way I'll be watching that nonsense!