you have to work it out for yourself

Written yesterday, but never finished…

Officially half way through the working week, and this is my first entry. I’ve been busy.

We actually had snow this weekend. Not enough to settle, but it definitely came down. It’s got cold too. I don’t like it. I’m a summer person. So glad we got the heating fixed.

I know I should care about who won the US presidential election, but I don’t. I’m fed up with all our newspapers reporting it. Perhaps we’ll get some other news now. I do hope so.

I don’t like reality tv. It all seems very much the same to me. I’ve never watched the Celebrity Jungle thing, but I imagine it’s the same basic formula as all the others. A bunch of people all get thrown together and one gets chucked out each week, right? Apparently Nadine Dorries, Conservative MP for Mid-Bedfordshire, has agreed to be humiliated on the show and provoked all sorts of criticism and ridicule. Why are people all celebrity obsessed? I could understand people agreeing to the humiliation in exchange for wealth or even power, but fame? Why would anyone want to be famous? Ms Dorries seems to have crapped in her own nest anyway. The Conservatives have suspended her until she explains herself, and no one seems very keen on her coming back. My view; it might have been a smart move to announce that she wasn’t taking a salary for being an MP during the period when she’s playing in the jungle. She’s actually insisting she will take her salary in addition to the £40k fee for doing the show. Nice work if you can get it! She’s an ultra right-wing conservative nutter anyway.

Margaret Moran, the lying, thieving, ex-MP for Luton South was supposed to be on trial today in Southwark Crown court. She stands accused of receiving over £50,000 in expenses to which she was not entitled. The majority of the money was claimed by her to pay for dry rot treatment to a holiday home she shared with her partner 100 miles from both her constituency and parliament. She has shown no remorse and she has not, as far as I am aware, repaid any of the money. She has claimed that her mental health has suffered however and that she is unfit to stand trial. Since she was unable to attend court on mental health grounds, the jury has been told they cannot decide her guilt, only whether the acts of which she is accused were committed by her. I can’t see the difference myself. She should be in jail. I suppose she’ll end up in a nut house instead.

The boy lost another tooth yesterday and the tooth fairies didn’t have any change. They had to raid the car park money pot in the car to settle the account. On a side note, although only sixc the boy has developed a hugely sceptical nature and has already worked out who father Christmas and the tooth fairy are. I find this perfectly charming myself, but the dragon is terrified he’s going to tell all his little friends and ruin the magic for them. I suppose I shouldn’t really be surprised that he’s turned out this way. He has two hugely sceptical parents. We never told him that Father Christmas wasn’t real. Even when he worked it out and asked me to confirm his suspicions I gave him very non-committal answers. I told him things like, “you have to work it out for yourself”. He then went away and proceeded to do exactly that. At one of his friends’ mothers seems to have taken a dim view of the fact that he knows. I can’t help it if my son has an free-range imagination.