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Seriously though is it real or just figures on a computer screen somewhere. There appears to money for the Olympics, billions of it,money to bomb people out of their homes in far off lands, money to send to the other side of the world so foreign governments can misappropriate it  - or worse still buy arms from us to kill their own people.There's money for bankers bonuses but not for the sick &amp; the lame.And there's road works EVERYWHERE !!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Outside of the Olympic obsessed capital there is another world where pubs, factories and shops close down every day, perhaps there is a case for a separate government for London as in the old city state of Venice. at least that way politicians would have to bother themselves with the riff-raff out in the sticks. Plus we wouldn't have to listen to all the claptrap about how well everything is going, how full the restaurants are and the booming City economy. There is life outside London..and I for one don't give a damn about rich athletes, poverty stricken bankers and politicians who think the world ends at Watford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-2609284101767982420?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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  Refuse collection is now fortnightly or when they feel  like it. recycling is token many different systems,colours and boxes, none of which integrate or make any sense.There is even talk about fines for not putting the right rubbish in the right box, despite the fact that in most cases I suspect they all get dumped in the same hole in the ground somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
 Street lights may be turned off to save money, muggings may increase but that's a different budget so it wont matter. Old peoples homes are closed, Children's playgrounds are left devoid of equipment  or are ploughed up altogether to build more houses to collect more council tax. This insidious tax has inexorably increased in direct proportion to the decline in facilities that it is supposed to pay for. With most ordinary workers wages frozen or in many cases reduced how can any increase in council tax be justified ?s So Mr Cameron don't pretend you are doing me a favour by not revaluing my property . Could it be your mate live in well undervalued residences  I wonder , or am just an old cynic ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-3979103055674964067?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;One idea put forward by Virgin is to use the unemployed to replace broadband to homes in rural areas. This would see a chain of of runners delivering 'e-mails' by hand. It appears this is twice as faster as Virgins current connection &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;David Cameron is backing the new scheme and has suggested many useful ways in which people on benefits could usefully help society he added "Traffic Cones Direct are extremely interested in supporting this venture as they see dressing benefit scroungers in bright orange dayglow jackets and lining then up along motorways as a cheaper alternative to cones"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-6094463109016652182?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The fact that the 1945 Labour government were not re-elected even though they increased their vote was in fact my main reason for wanting a fairer voting system. Now however, although I would love to see more power in the hands of smaller parties, eg Greens.The abdication of morals and realignment of principle that the Lib-Dem party has undergone makes me wary. If all PR will bring is a clamour for power at any cost why should we believe any of them?It would be too much to ask them to campaign honestly:"I think that more schools should be built, but if the Tories get in we will support their plan to abolish schools altogether"or perhaps "We believe in low taxes, but if Labour have the majority we'll support an massive hike in income tax &amp; VAT"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I never want to see is a Lib-Dem government, just as their predecessors the Whigs were absorbed into the other parties, so Nick Clegg has consigned his party to the dustbin of history, I'm sure the people of Sheffield will welcome him with open arms when he goes back there.It is a shame, because Liberal Party history is littered with good leaders and good deeds, much social improvement in the country was brought about by liberal philanthropists and their political endeavour. They cannot survive on history, the electorate will remember then as the U-turn party of British Politics , unlike the children I see playing on the common who wait to see which way the wind is blowing before they launch their kites, the liberals float theirs high in the sky and then proceed to pull it back rapidly in the opposite direction.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;So if it means giving any power however small to the Lib-Dems I'll vote against AV in the May referendum. We may have a flawed system but at least its straightforward and upfront , no smokeless rooms behind closed doors with  dirty dealing and jobs for the boys. Credit must however be given to Nick Clegg for  he must be an accomplished yoga expert to bent over backwards so far in an effort to please &amp; grab power.&lt;br /&gt;
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The heart of the city, Broadgate used to have green area where one could sit and rest, now it's concrete and paving slabs in keeping with the rest of city, and metal benches ...very comfy. It is of course meant to be pedestrianised (apart from buses) signs prohibit all but them entering Broadgate during the day,unfortunately no one appears to take any notice, which in a way is good because otherwise you wouldn't be able to get anywhere. - On the subject of signs and road furniture, the council appear to have bought a job lot of traffic lights &amp; signs and seem hell-bent on using them all at once. There are several examples of multiple traffic light junctions not in sync and contradictory road signs . "No left Turn" "No Right Turn" - Sorry Coventry Council I have yet to adapt my car to fly !&lt;br /&gt;
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There is one grand approach to the city which is both beautiful and green, from the Kenilworth side; that despite previous unsuccessful attempts by the council to remove the trees in a road widening scheme. Indeed approaching the city from the Kenilworth road is a pleasant experience, you drive the signs (Here we go again) that proclaims Coventry - Home of Coventry University. Well, I never -  Coventry Uni is based in Coventry, I always thought it was in Liverpool or perhaps Manchester. Why not Coventry  - the home of Lady Godiva or the London Black Cab, Dame Ellen Terry or The Specials. Do the council have an aversion to history ? The main problem is the lack of identity.The council appear to demolish anything older than ten years in the name of progress, thus losing any link with the past. Coventry did have a very colourful history. It grew up in the Middle Ages and even as recent as 30 years ago, there was a host of medieval shops and houses teetering over the pavement. Most of them had gone now. Either moved brick-by-brick, like some gigantic 3D puzzle, to a ‘touristy’ part of town; or even more curious, packed away in crates deep in the vaults below the Council House. Such is progress. To be fair most of the centre of town was destroyed by Hitler's bombs, but what he left standing the Council finished off. It's the just the sort of place to visit to if your doctor gives you six months to live – It would seem like six years!&lt;br /&gt;
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Many other towns and cities manage to merge the old historic buildings with new exciting ones, Nottingham &amp; York are but two examples. In Coventry the emphasis appears to be on reducing parkland,replacing perfectly good buildings with ugly ones, and leaving old historic monuments to rot. Money is spent on redeveloping the same areas time and again but always producing something that is no better than it was before. How about an overall plan, a blueprint that recognises a city consists of its people and they need somewhere time to sit rest, reflect and recuperate from the bussle and stress of city life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Coventry was once a proud place, the most important in the area. It grew into a smart modern city. We have had an unchanged council for many years, have they become complacent? Are they still in charge or have they turned over the asylum to the lunatics, although they might conceivably do a better job. Where’s the soul? where’s the life? and where’s the sense in paying these people to run our city. Just to finish off and so as not to be accused of just knocking down without rebuilding, here's a couple of ideas that that might help reduce traffic congestion and free up the city centre:&lt;br /&gt;
1.All buses should go to the Bus Station - There's a radical suggestion. There would have to be  of course a shoppers bus for the elderly &amp; disabled doing a circular tour of the centre, free and paid for by the traders.&lt;br /&gt;
2.Road congestion is caused by the connecting roads to the Ring Road, that flows pretty well , even though it acts as a restrictive collar around the centre its here now and we must put up with it. On several sides of the city are two connecting roads: Holyhead , Allesley Old rd Walsgrave, Binley  &amp; Stoney Stanton, Foleshill couldn't they be made one way into  town Holhead road in Allesley Old rd out. Just an idea but no doubt we'll still be sitting in our cars breathing in exhaust fumes in 20 years time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-7291217905375605256?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What the survey fails to disclose is why those super magic bags that all women own, you know the ones that look small but are in fact bottomless contain all things known to man (and woman for that matter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hair-bands, rubber-bands, and economy size hair spray, safety pins, Band-Aid, bandages, brushes for hair, teeth and nails, a small metal disc with bits of wire sticking out (don’t ask!), shampoo, soap, lipstick and lace. A spare pair of tights in case they have an accident and a spare pair of knickers in case they don’t. A mobile phone with no credit left on it (what's the point ?) and a mirror, must not forget the mirror, ever! because there is nothing worse that a woman pulling down my driving mirror to apply several layers of red gloss to her lips because she has left her mirror at home. The above list is by no means a comprehensive one but it does go someway to explain the age-old question of women go to the loo in teams of at least two. They have to carry out an inventory of each other bags on a periodic basis to ensure they are not letting the sisterhood down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quite apart from the Dr Who time capsule that woman carry about, there are a small&amp;nbsp;proportion&amp;nbsp;of the fairer sex that fill my cab with an overpowering stench of Kylie D'Amour or Essence of Essex Girl. I suggest that the university boffins could&amp;nbsp;research&amp;nbsp;a more appropriate perfume for use in a modern era,perhaps "Vomit in the Gutter" or "Kebab &amp;amp; Cider" Better still they could invent an&amp;nbsp;intravenous&amp;nbsp;drip for vodka shots &amp;amp; alco-pops which would would save them the bother of going out in the first place, they could just lie in the gutter and cut out the middle man . I am considering fitting &amp;nbsp;an electronic arm to the cab to deposit said individuals directly to their destination, it would save them falling out of the car once the door is opened - the blood can be so hard to clean off in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; margin-left:10px;'&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Seems strange that a Liberal Democrat government supports such an undemocratic act. Still &amp;nbsp;stranger is that on the verge of a break-though in British politics the liberals decide to commit hari- kari and submerge themselves into the Conservatives.Power corrupts &amp;amp; absolute power&amp;nbsp;corrupts&amp;nbsp;absolutely, at least Nick Clegg will go down in history as the man who killed the Liberals, just as Blair buried Labour&amp;nbsp;.The Tories have and always will support business and the well off ,that is their &amp;nbsp;template and they achieve their aims admirably. Labour started with it's idealism supporting workers, indeed its finance comes from the unions ,but was turned towards the mythical 'Middle England' rejecting the working class in the country.It now seems to support dole scroungers,immigrants and criminals whilst the gap between rich and poor widens ever more.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hopefully Labour can realign itself and begin to remember its roots. No-one is suggesting people should not have aspirations to better themselves, and governments should encourage this, and I'm not&amp;nbsp;advocating&amp;nbsp;left wing union politics , but a little support for honest hard&amp;nbsp;working&amp;nbsp;people in this country would not go&amp;nbsp;amiss. The last election provided a choice of right wing conservatism or&amp;nbsp;right wing conservatism, bordering on fascism in the case the of Labour.Essentially a choice between tax hikes ,cuts and the gap between the rich and poor getting ever wider.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was of course smaller parties and had Mr Clegg pushed harder in his 'marriage contract' with Cameron he may well have helped those smaller parties make progress in the unfair lottery of our electoral system. The proposed AV system will do nothing &amp;nbsp;but entrench the current parties in their dominant&amp;nbsp;position The&amp;nbsp;dilemma&amp;nbsp;of Pr and the example of horse trading we have just witnessed could mean for example, the BNP gaining a few seats and forming an alliance with others.The greed for power overshadows any&amp;nbsp;principles, and who knows what offspring may be born from the Clegg-Cameron marriage.I wish them well and hope they'll be very happy together although &amp;nbsp;I do hope they can settle the divorce amicably when the time time comes.&lt;div style='float:right; margin-left:10px;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;'How old are you?' 'I'm four and a half!' You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;'How old are you?' 'I'm gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life! You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony.YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50, and your dreams are gone... But! wait!! ! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50, and make it to 60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that, it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You get into your 80's, and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; 'I Was JUST 92.'&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. 'I'm 100 and a half!'&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;HOW TO STAY YOUNG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -21.3pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever, even ham radio. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's family name is Alzheimer's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;4. Enjoy the simple things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;AND, ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-8271541596687261879?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe you should vote. It is part of the democratic process, If you don't you don't really feature in the&amp;nbsp;statistics&amp;nbsp;apart from a low turnout figure. If however you attend the polling station draw a line through the candidates &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; write None of the Above &amp;nbsp;then you are recorded ,as a spoilt paper. A dream senario would be a massive turnout a &amp;nbsp;high member of spoilt papers. Could we even get &amp;nbsp;to a situation where None of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Above was the majority.? Wouldn't that send shock waves to&amp;nbsp;Westminster&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Further still this multi-cultural experiment, which in the PC world of we live in is the all embracing creed,is in reality a myth. Before you start screaming at the screen I have no problem with multi-racial society, it is the multi-cultural&amp;nbsp;bit with which I argue. Many people confuse culture with genes. A person of Indian descent for example born in the UK is genetically Indian . He may adopt all the western culture he likes and could therefore be English in culture. He may on the other hand remain Indian in culture and follow all the customs , and fashions of his family. Both situations are equally valid. But the cultures do not mix, hence the formation of ghettos within a lot of cities in the UK. The contrast of&amp;nbsp;architecture&amp;nbsp;,customs &amp;nbsp;and language throughout the world is what makes it so diverse and interesting. How boring&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;become&amp;nbsp;if every country was the same&amp;nbsp;hotchpotch&amp;nbsp;of cultures with no&amp;nbsp;difference&amp;nbsp;between them ? The classic thatched cottage of the English village, the dreamy spires of Oxford &amp;nbsp;so be retained and not lost beneath&amp;nbsp;spinnerets&amp;nbsp;and plastic domes just because councils are too frightened to say no.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The integration of immigrants into a nation should also be subject to the law of the land and not change existing&amp;nbsp;legislation&amp;nbsp;to accommodate their&amp;nbsp;beliefs. It is considered unchristian&amp;nbsp;and indeed a crime to be cruel to animals for instance in the UK . You cannot, even in a slaughter house kill an animal without pre stunning. Quite right too!. However it is legal to do so in Halal and Kosha slaughter houses, Why is it that something which most right minded individuals in the host country find offensive is allowed to carry on in the name of another religion . Perhaps I could start a religion which demand&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;all animals should be clubbed to death, presumably it would be my human right to be allowed to practice that religion? I am not&amp;nbsp;advocating discrimination but the opposite I want equality. I&amp;nbsp;want&amp;nbsp;indigenous&amp;nbsp;people to be treated the same as immigrants, is that so wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-6547203070889209059?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Men Are Just Happier People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your last name stays put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The garage is all yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just  a snack. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You can never be pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Car mechanics tell you the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The world is your urinal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You never have to drive to another petrol station  restroom because this one is just too icky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You don't have to stop&amp;amp; think of which way to turn a  nut on a bolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Same work, more pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wrinkles add character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;People never stare at your chest when you're talking to  them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle  your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One mood all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds  flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You know stuff about tanks and engines. A  five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You can open all your own jars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You get extra credit for the slightest act of  thoughtfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Your underwear is £4.95 for a  three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You never have strap  problems in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Everything on your face stays its original colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; You can play with toys all your  life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one  colour for all seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You have freedom of choice concerning growing a  moustache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on  December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No wonder men are happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
'Terrorists down the road have kidnapped Gordon Brown,  Alistair Darling, David Miliband and Jack Straw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They're asking for a  £10 million ransom or they're going to douse them with petrol and set them on  fire. We're going from car to car, taking up a collection.'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The driver  asks, 'How much is everyone giving, on average?'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Most people are giving  about a gallon.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img alt="Right-click here to download pictures. To help protect your privacy, Outlook prevented automatic download of this picture from the Internet." height="1" nosend="1" src="http://gfx1.hotmail.com/mail/w4/pr01/ltr/i_safe.gif" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-6497125889300430715?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 3.75pt; padding-top: 3.75pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The only thing that the Revenue has not taxed yet is the male penis.&lt;br /&gt;
This is due to the fact that 69%  of the time it is hanging around unemployed, 10% of the time it is hard up,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;20%  of the time it is pissed off and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;1% of the time it is in the hole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;On top of  that, it has two dependents and they are both nuts!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
HOWEVER, effective  January 1st, 2010, the penis will now be taxed according to size:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;The  brackets are as follows:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 7.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" class="ecxecxecxecxecxMsoNormalTable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 1in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;10 - 12''  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;Luxury  Tax &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;$ 300.00  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;8&amp;nbsp;- 10''  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;Pole&amp;nbsp;Tax  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;$ 250.00  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;5&amp;nbsp;- 8''  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;Privilege  Tax &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;$ 150.00  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;3&amp;nbsp;- 5''  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;Nuisance  Tax &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 7.5pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 7.5pt; padding-top: 7.5pt;"&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;$ 30.00  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Males  exceeding 12'' must file capital gains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Anyone  under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3'' is  eligible for a tax refund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;PLEASE DO  NOT ASK FOR AN EXTENSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; **&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;pints o' milk, a  pound o' cheese, some Spangles, &amp;nbsp;a stick o' liquorice, a&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;bottle o' Tizer, a  packet o' tea, an' 'alf a dozen eggs.&lt;br /&gt;
Ya can't do that now..... . . . . . ..&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Too many security cameras!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Lord  Stevenson: former chairman, HBOS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Sir Fred Goodwin: former chief  executive, RBS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Andy Hornby: former chief executive, HBOS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Sir Tom  McKillop: former chairman, RBS&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;John McFall MP: chairman of Treasury  Select Committee&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Alastair Darling: Chancellor of the  Exchequer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Gordon Brown: Prime Minister and former Chancellor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Sir  Terry Wogan: presenter of Radio 2's Breakfast Show&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;You're  probably thinking&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Terry Wogan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;You're right.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;However,  the reason may surprise you...........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Terry Wogan is the only one out of  this motley crew who actually holds any formal banking  qualification!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Great Crevase Edgar Mueller. Hard work: Together with up to five assistants,Mueller painted all day long from sunrise to sunset. The picture appeared on the&amp;nbsp;East Pier in Dun Laoghaire , Ireland , as part of the town's Festival of World Cultures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ja9fOz2PKu8/S4U0a_3PyZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PvD0A8iBA7U/s1600-h/untitled2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ja9fOz2PKu8/S4U0a_3PyZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PvD0A8iBA7U/s320/untitled2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;.'I wanted to play with positives and negatives to encourage people to think twice about everything.They see,' he said. 'It was a very scary scene, but when people saw it they had great fun playing on&amp;nbsp;It and pretending to fall into the earth. 'I like to think that later, when they returned home, they might reflect more on what a frightening scenario it was and say, "Wow, that was actually pretty scary"..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is smiley David Cameron any better? Has the Tory leopard changed its spots.I don't think so, it's the Labour party that has changed The red garden rose has become dog-eared and torn; eaten away by insects and caterpillars from within.They metamorphosed from a socialist party with principles to an autocratic,dictatorship with bully boys in chief: Cameron &amp;amp; Mandelson pulling&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;strings.Mrs T may not have been universal liked in fact the opposite emotion springs to mind, but she was not a wolf in sheep's clothing.You got what you saw.The Tory party has always looked after its won .Isn't it time Labour &amp;nbsp;did the same&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The 2010 election has more&amp;nbsp;independent&amp;nbsp;candidates than ever before in recent memory.Is it time to ditch traditional party politics and go for&amp;nbsp;coalition&amp;nbsp;,partisan government? Vince Cable, the Liberal, would make an excellent Chancellor for example,and perhaps dynamic Dave would be a good leader but why complement him with other principled,experienced, and dare I say it, honest men from any party or corner of the House.Let's have a government for Britain, not for individuals.&lt;br /&gt;
"A future:fair for all" ,the new labour slogan surely means equality, equals rewards for equal effort.It doesn't mean 400 individuals earning over £10million and only 65 of them paying UK tax.It doesn't mean working people being squeezed from all sides while bankers trouser massive bonuses "We can't go on like this" as the conservatives would say, on that I agree with them!&lt;br /&gt;
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I sat through so many matches when we were absolute dogs**t under the likes of Ray Harford and with people like Paul Bruce, Matthew Brazier and Mark Perry in the squad and I never felt like this.&lt;br /&gt;
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The club isn't ours anymore but more so than that - football is just properly gash these days.&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean really gash.&lt;br /&gt;
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football generally.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate nearly everything about it these days....&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate the Prem and the myth that it is exciting this year. Man City breaking into the top four isn't exciting. They spent loads of money. It's no more exciting that Nameless C*** getting to number 1 in the charts after winning the X-Factor.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate the myth of Arsene's kids. Buying some French kid when he's 17, playing him in the League Cup and then selling him when he's 20 after about 3 appearances in the league is NOTHING SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate hearing about Liverpool/Man Utd's debt but nothing ever happening about it. A club needs to go to the wall for the money thing to change but it doesn't happen. Why the **** are Charlton, Leeds and Southampton still in business?&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Frank Lampard's stupid f'ing face. I hate that Joe Cole's tongue is never in his mouth, the downsy spacker. I hate John Terry being England captain when he's CLEARLY AN OAF.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate the England team.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate young exciting wingers who have nothing but pace. Tony Scully had nothing but pace.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate the FA Cup. There may be little shocks like last night but for the most part you know who's going to win it. Unless a team throws away all their financial security to win it a la Pompey.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Harry f'ing Redknapp. And Jamie Redknapp. And Louise Redknapp. And the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate James Nesbitt, Eammon Holmes and f***ing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Gary Lineker and Alan Shearer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Garth Crooks.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Garth Brooks for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Sky Sports.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that when a lower league player beats 10 players and chips the keeper it doesn't matter but if Rooney scores from more than 20 yards it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that everything football related has to have 'Club Foot' playing behind it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that female sports journos are now mandatory.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Mark Lawrensen for not coming out. 'I do like a big man at the back'. I bet you do.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate any advert that portrays football to be about anything other than pain and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate any advert that mentions pies at football.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Lee Hughes and the fact that he makes a living from the game. I hate Marlon King and any team that signs him when he gets out. I hate that it'll probably be us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Phil Brown.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate 'well the ball is a lot lighter now and will cause goalkeepers real problems this summer' before EVERY F'ING TOURNAMENT.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that Kieron Dyer earned more in the time I took to write this post than I'll earn this month.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Adrian Durham, Ian Wright and Alan Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Gazza. Either die or shut up. Stop f'ing lingering.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate hearing about Hillsborough more than I hear about Heysel or Bradford.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that a comeback from 4-0 down at half time (TWICE) means nothing because we aren't f'ing scouse.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Leeds.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Roy Keane.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate grown men wearing football shirts of their team whilst shopping on a saturday when their team is playing at home.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that I don't hate Roy Hodgson.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Jermaine Beckford and any player who has neck tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate songs being inappropriately taken as club anthems and then sung in a manly way. 'I'm forever blowing bubbles....'. Gaylords.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate Danny Dyer and anyone he's ever interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate the book 'Cass' by Cass Pennant. It is honestly the stupidest thing I've ever read. Chapter 1: Millwall. 'Yeah we took 50 to Millwall. They had 1000 in their mob but we ran 'em up and down the street'. Chapter 2: Liverpool. 'Yeah we took 50 to Liverpool. They had 2000 in their mob but we ran 'em up and down the street'. Fk me... Jade Goody's autobiography is probably better. Even her non-ghost written one.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate that all good youngsters end their careers at Spurs before they start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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who had previously divorced 10  husbands. On their wedding night, she told her new husband to 'Please be gentle;  I'm still a virgin'.&lt;br /&gt;
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'What?' said the puzzled groom. 'How can that be if  you've been married ten times.?'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Well, husband No 1 was a Sales  Representative; he kept telling me how great it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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'Husband  No 2 was in Software&lt;br /&gt;
Services; he was never really sure how it was suppose to  function; but he said he'd look into it and get back with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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'Husband No  3 was from Field Services; he said that everything checked out diagnostically  but he just couldn't get the system up.&lt;br /&gt;
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'Husband No 4 was in  Telemarketing; even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he  would be able to deliver.&lt;br /&gt;
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'Husband No 5 was an Engineer; he understood  the basic process but he wanted three years to research, implement and design a  new state of the-art method.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Husband No 6 was from Administration; he  thought he knew how but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or  not.&lt;br /&gt;
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'Husband No 7 was in Marketing; although he had a product, he was  never sure how to position it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Husband No 8 was a Psychiatrist; all he  did was talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Husband No 9 was a Gynecologist; all he did was  look at it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Husband No 10 was a Stamp Collector; all he ever did  was........... God I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;
'But now that I've married you; I'm so  excited'.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Wonderful' , said the husband, but why?&lt;br /&gt;
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'You're with  the 'GOVERNMENT'.. This time I KNOW I'M gonna get SCREWED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-2223040006785372684?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is the nice Romanesque Bus station where you can see..well nothing certainly not buses! Is this the only Bus station in the country that doesn’t have buses?. A visiting tourist can admire the graffiti and picturesque fly posters that adore the walls and not forgetting the flashing blue lights that shoot up and down the tower blocks in the city centre telling you what the weather will be like. Well worth a visit.! (Don’t the council realise the weather is available free on teletext.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Coventry&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was once a proud place, the most important in the area. It grew into a smart modern city. We have had (until recently)an unchanged council for many years, have they become complacent? Are they still in charge or have they turned over the asylum to the lunatics, although they might conceivably do a better job. Where’s the soul? where’s the life? and where’s the sense in paying these people to run our city. Don’t vote for them it only encourages them and inflates their egos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.footballmanager.com/SouthAfrica2010.xlsx"&gt;Excel World Cup 2010 Wallchart Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515923315412767438-6566495266823589987?l=philbeale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I thought I'd help him out and suggest a few &amp;nbsp;savings that could be made and also some good revenue earners &amp;nbsp;for Mr Darling.Mind you its a shame Gordon &amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;spot&amp;nbsp;all this 'waste' in the system when he was Chancellor we might not be in the mess we are now.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Firstly we could stop paying pensions and benefits to people who have DIED yes £37 million in pensions and benefits were paid out to people who have passed on in 2006.Secondly Sub-let the Olympics to Australia ,they already have the infrastructure, this could save us &amp;nbsp;£10 billion (plus any rent we can get off the Aussies and&amp;nbsp;sponsorship&amp;nbsp;deals etc)Thirdly scrap the DTI (Dept. of Trade &amp;amp; Industry) Saving £6 billion We haven't got any trade and Industry left anyway and I'm sure Peter Mandelson could easily find another position: Parachute tester or pilot for Richard Bransons new venture perhaps.Other savings could be made by getting rid of ALL quangos, cutting the number of MPs and paying them the national average wage&lt;br /&gt;
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Now on the other side of the coin, tax needs to be imaginative , why not charge all people over 5'10 for example they take up more room&amp;nbsp;than&amp;nbsp;other people its only fair. Why stop there we could have an obese tax as well , introduce council tax on shop doorways and alleyways , this brings all the homeless into the tax bracket and perhaps we could bring in a tax on school buses. The population is increasing at an alarming rate so lets have a 90 percent tax on the third child (after all 2.5 is the average and anything over that is contributing to global warming or cooling or killing polar bears or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Finally lets have some new innovative charges to boost the public&amp;nbsp;finances:&amp;nbsp;People who don't vote could be charged £10, £5.00 to visit your doctor, Dog licences re-introduced, Child licences for that matter and&amp;nbsp;perhaps&amp;nbsp;an exam for prospective parents. All yoghurt knitters and politically correct sandal wearers could be charged £1 for every stupid statement they make - we would soon clear the National Debt&lt;br /&gt;
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Lets remember the competition has declined Lehman Brothers, Golman Sachs etc; they have had a massive cash boost from the taxpayer plus quantative easing (Printing money to me &amp;amp; you) If many of the TV and cable channels&amp;nbsp;disappeared&amp;nbsp;and the remaining ones received government finance would it be any surprise if&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;made a fortune? Would they the deserve massive bonuses ? I think not!&lt;br /&gt;
These whizzkids have achieved their&amp;nbsp;wondrous&amp;nbsp;profit not by hard graft but by a combination if luck and government intervention.Once competition is eliminated and a bottomless pit of money is put at your disposal I' m sure almost anyone could have made a profit. Perhaps even The Chancellor&lt;br /&gt;
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