The BBQ is all clean and there is a fresh new tank of propane. We’re all set for a season of grilling.
Sod’s Law now dictates that it will piss it down with rain for the foreseeable future.
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
The BBQ is all clean and there is a fresh new tank of propane. We’re all set for a season of grilling.
Sod’s Law now dictates that it will piss it down with rain for the foreseeable future.
When you get your customers to pay to feed the fish you’re selling to them, you know you’re doing something right.
I had my first guitar lesson tonight. Very fun. Learned to play Johnny Be Good.
Joe Satriani, I am not, but I went from zero knowledge to 3 chords and am inordinately proud of that fact :-)
We stopped at tesco on our way to Wimpole Hall to pick up some sandwiches. There was an old guy in a convertible driving in front of us that just nonchalantly turned and parked astride the dividing line between two parking spots, basically taking up two spaces so his precious penis extension didn’t get dinged. I wanted to yell at him for being such a prat (I’m grumpy today. I blame the time change) but Katy wouldn’t let me.
So, inconsiderate old fart, whoever you are, may pigeons use your shiny white head for poop target practice.
Why do the powers that be insist on scheduling mandatory meetings that, for all intents and purposes, end up wasting several man-days’ worth of productivity? I’ve just spent 1.5 hours trying, and failing miserably, to look interested in something that I just don’t care about and is of no relevance whatsoever to my work.
Current Mood: Aggravated
We regularly do our grocery shopping online with Tesco and most of the time, it’s problem-free. The few times we’ve had gripes, customer service was very good to solve things quickly without questions. We were supposed to have a shop delivered last night, and I’d received a text message from their automated system that morning saying that it should be at our place between 8:30 and 9:30 that evening. When 10pm came, I phoned customer support and asked them what the problem was. They tried to ring the driver but couldn’t reach him. They said that he should be on his way soon but refunded our delivery fees. When 10:50pm came and still no groceries, I phoned up again and the nice lady on the phone said that she’d try and contact the driver and the store manager and see what the problem was. She said that if the groceries hadn’t come by 11pm, I’d need to call again the following morning, as the drivers don’t go past 11pm. To apologize, she sent a £10 coupon for our next shop. 11pm came and we went to bed grocery-less.
I phoned again this morning and was told that last night was a bit of a mess because the driver phoned in sick at the last minute and, though we should have been phoned to let us know this, it didn’t happen. They apologized profusely and told us that they’d deliver our groceries today, without fail, and that they’d include a bottle of champagne and some chocolate as an apology gift.
Now that’s how you do it, big companies. Take note. It’s the little things. We went from grumpy, to OK, to wa-hey! in the span of 3 phone calls :D Well played, Tesco!
Current Mood: Amused
The oldies-in-law came down for the weekend. It was a bit of a rocky start on Friday afternoon, when less-than-complimentary things were said to a woman who had slept less than a dozen hours in the last 3 days (Katy) and then relayed to somebody who had had a really crappy week at work (me). Drama ensued, but we were able to work past it and have an overall good weekend.
Bean had really been looking forward to going to Colchester zoo, which is what we did on Saturday. A bit of rain meant that the crowds and the bugs were kept away, which really suited me just fine.
That evening, Katy and I had tickets to go see Stomp at the corn exchange. Even though we left early, Cambridge traffic almost bit us in the ass and we barely made it into the theater with seconds to spare before they refused admission. I was expecting a good show, but this was even better than expected. They used brooms, matchboxes, bins, paint tins, zippo lighters, newspapers, giant inner tubes and even the kitchen sink! I expected the rhythm and the choreography. I didn’t expect the humour of the show. It was good. I really, really recommend it.
On Sunday, Mel and I cleared out the back sheds in preparation for getting the freezer delivered and then we had a really nice meal for mother’s day. I made another over-baked pulled pork shoulder and it turned out just as nice – if not nicer – than the one I made at new years. As good as Bean was at the zoo on Saturday, he turned into demon child on Sunday and we were glad to throw him to bed that night.
Current Mood: Tired
As I mentioned a little while ago, I recently bought a guitar. I purchased it on ebay and though the transaction went very smoothly, I only today had the chance to listen to it plugged in. Turns out that my neighbour is a guitarsmith who does repairs and builds custom electric guitars. He gave it a complete once-over, adjusted the action, cleaned the pots and the pick-up selector switch and gave it a complete tuning, all the while chattering about this and that. Katy and I spent over an hour in his shed-turned-workshop while he worked – for free – just to be neighbourly.
Well, dang!
Also, it turns out that I got myself a good little guitar for a bargain!
Squee!
Current Mood: Happy
I’ve been reading the news on the CBC and on La Presse regarding the new tough crime omnibus bill that Harper’s Tories have rammed through the commons and I don’t like the way things are going for Canada. Having a bit of outside perspective, I’m seeing that Canada really is becoming the 51st state and I really don’t like it.
Prisons-for-profit are commonplace in the US, with the “land of the free” having the highest incarceration rates and prison terms in the world. Seriously. Numbers from 2008 show that approximately one in every 31 adults in the US was behind bars, or being monitored (probation and parole). The prison population has quadrupled since the 1980s, partially as a result of mandatory sentencing that came about during the “war on drugs.”
What’s really scary is that, both in the US and now in Canada, the people behind these tough new crime and immigration laws aren’t in it for the safety of the man on the street. They’re in it for the money. The lobby groups funding these bills and pushing them forward are basically the mouthpieces for privately run incarceration corporations, who want a bigger share of a billion-dollar industry. For these companies to do well, people have to go to prison. For this to happen, new policies need to be enacted, policies that serve them: harsher prison sentences and greater reliance on incarceration than on probation and parole.
I wholeheartedly agree with Bob Rae (scary!): “It makes no sense for the government to be going in this direction. It’s not a real crime prevention strategy, it’s a prison promotion strategy, it’s an incarceration strategy, that I think will prove to be a very costly mistake for Canada,” said Rae.
From the CBC:
The toughening of jail sentences and the introduction of new mandatory minimum sentences for certain drug and other offences are among the measures opposed by critics. Louise Arbour, former justice at the Supreme Court of Canada, is one of those critics and a member of the Global Commission on Drug Policy, a group that studies and makes recommendations on national drug policies around the world. She told CBC News on Monday that mandatory minimum sentences are generally “bad criminal law policies.”
They preclude judges from considering the specific circumstances of the offender and the offence and tie their hands, Arbour said. With marijuana-related offences, mandatory minimum sentences “go completely against the modern thinking by world leaders about the direction that the so-called war on drugs should take after 40 years of failure,” she said.
The government says it is targeting drug traffickers, but Arbour says mandatory minimum sentences won’t put a dent in what is a global problem. In her opinion, the safe streets and communities act is “a very costly enterprise that is based on ideology rather than science and progressive experimental initiatives that Canada is very famous for,” Arbour said.
So yeah… Mandatory sentencing, strongarm political tactics, dodgy election practices. Welcome to the Land of the Free Up North, Eh?
Current Mood: Angry