I had made a decision to stop writing pointless blogs to vent my frustrations - in fact I had decided to hold off writing another blog until the New Year when I might have some good adventures to relate. But as it happens I had a most interesting day yesterday and also feel the need to have a quick rant about the likes of Alan Jones and his role in the Cronulla riots.
Yesterday was the NHS Live (National Health Service) exhibition out in boondocks of London. I was scheduled to start on our Citizens Advice stall at 11am. The journey from work got off to a shaky start when we discovered the Circle Line had been shut down due to a security alert (a common event). Not to worry - there is a multitude of options sprouting from Kings Cross St Pancras. After about 6 train changes we made it to a DLR (docklands light rail) station (half way there). Signal problems down the line meant we would have to back track, then they changed their minds. Just before boarding the train I realised 'Oh SH!T where is my backpack?!'. I had left it sitting on the seat beside me on the platform across the tracks - but it wasn't there anymore - someone had picked it up - either stolen it or handed it in. So I ran around in circles for a moment waving my hands going 'oh no, oh no, oh no' - because my wallet in my bag had all my brand new bank cards that I got the day before - as well as all their PIN codes and codes for my credit cards. I then went down to the security office beneath the station who started taking me through the steps to locate me and my bag on the security cameras.....
Whilst I pondered the beauty of privacy invasion an officer came in waving the lost bag - someone had just handed in it. My heart sank - from my mouth down to where it belonged in my chest. A huge sigh of relief and I was back on the train to the exhibition......
The exhibition was a ripper of a day(for me anyway). It combined some essential elements that make up a good day:
- Free food
- Free fruit smoothies
- Other free stuff to take from other exhibitors
- Some clowns teaching people tricks
After eating lunch number two I learnt how to make myself a viking helmet from balloons, alas I forgot to wear it home and it must still be in the exhibition centre. I then went and negotiated with the BT (British Telecom) exhibitors to see how many BT teddy bears I could have. As I had no relevant business with BT I only managed to get two.
I was also a bit excited to hear that Patch Adams (the actual doctor) was doing presentations at the exhibition. Unfortunately my bag delay caused me to miss him. Although he did enquire about my health I'm told.
If anyone can see the movie 'Withnail and I' I recommend it. Funny stuff - set in London.
I'm feeling a bit tired now, I was going to give Alan Jones the most scathing of attacks using langauge so exquisitely crafted as to drive the reader into a murderous rage thirsting for the blood of Alan Jones and his antecedents. I read some excerpts from his talkback show prior to the recent riots in Cronulla and am of the view that he is (almost self-admittingly) a culprit in the violence that occurred. Where's capital punishment when it's needed? I'm sure Alan would be in favour of it.....
