I had not heard this before... I have now.
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Harrods Christmas sentiment... In lights.
‘Fuck off Harrods’ done by a disgruntled employee, fired by Harrods from his job as the toy department’s Father Christmas, took revenge last night in spectacular style.
Gaining access to a maintenance control room, Lloyd Hudson, 35, from Ilford, Essex, was able to locate the chart and corresponding switches for Harrods’ 10,000 external lights.
Barracading himself in, Hudson disabled the correct lights until he could spell out his feelings to Harrods bosses and Christmas shoppers alike. He was removed by security guards after an hour-long stand-off, then handed over to police.
“He had drunk the best part of two bottles of whisky,” said a spokesperson for the iconic London store, “and it’s that kind of behaviour that got him the sack in the first place.” Hudson has since been released on police bail.
Knightsbridge visitors were stunned.
“Honestly, I am disgusted, ” said Irene Rider, 59, from Gary, Indiana. “I was with my grandchildren. We had just gotten off the bus. I said ‘look everybody’ and pointed up to the lights – but you know what the lights said? They said f**k off. And that is not an appropriate message for a child. At least not at Christmas time.”
None of the above is true of course. It is photoshoppery from The Poke.
Cutting Coke with Gold dust in Notting Hill.
A night out with the new Muse; Honesty. where do they get their names from these mid-western girls?
I asked her that. She replied: 'My dad got it from a seed catalogue'.
Anyway, once we's got off the subject of horticulture and how big her dad was and what kind of shot he used in his 12 bore and the fact that her leopard skin leggings were itching up a storm I excused myself for a pee.
Can't tell you where we were but I can tell you that the loo's were liberally sprinkled with gold dust... Shit! I thought. They are cutting the Coke with gold these days... I took a sniff from a non urinal area; I wasn't that drunk.
Jeez.... Tinsel.
They are cutting the Coke with tinsel for Christmas.
They are not however cutting the bullshit.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Inadequates and drug problems.
Why do inadequates always cite drug problems as an excuse for being inadequate?
They were inadequate before they took drugs; the drugs just compound the inadequacy.
'Poor me'. They say. 'I am a victim of society'.
Bollocks.... They prey on society, demanding attention and compassion. They give nothing back.
If you cannot handle your drugs don't do them. Simple as that.
They were inadequate before they took drugs; the drugs just compound the inadequacy.
'Poor me'. They say. 'I am a victim of society'.
Bollocks.... They prey on society, demanding attention and compassion. They give nothing back.
If you cannot handle your drugs don't do them. Simple as that.
Saturday, 11 December 2010
Jan Nieupjur writes on Student Demonstration.
Due to the ill health of this blogger Jan Nieupjur is guesting today. As I have previously stated, his views and mine are not necessarily the same:
A number of youths sit in a central London pub.
Youth #1: "Let's pretend to be outraged by government policy and go to the demo. See if we can wind the police up enough to get them on the attack".
Youth#2: "Yeah".
Youth #3: "Power to the people, right on".
Cut to: Some time later on the street: youth #1 is sitting in the road with a look of outrage on his face holding a Che Guevara bandana to a scratch on his forehead.
Youth#1: "Fucking monstrous. That copper hit me. It's not fair".
Youth #2: "Yeah".
youth #3: "I'm telling my mum".
Listen... If you go to the barricades you must expect the worst. You must have no consideration for your own safety (bloody hell! Liberty got her kit off for the cause). You are there to abuse authority and authority has as much right to freedom of action as you do.
Stop fucking whining!
Within a collective action the acts of each individual represents the whole; if one idiot is balaclava'd up and gratuitously smashing a window then you are, by being there, all part of it. Expect to get hurt.
Of course you have the right to voice your convictions but the bloke in the uniform you are lobbing bricks at has an equal right and might to over-react and smack you on the head with a truncheon.
If your mum had any sense (and wasn't down the pub) she would clip you round the ear and send you to bed without your beans on toast and with a copy of 'A Tale of Two Cities'.
I was interested to see that the Press snappers were doing most of the 'egging on' as usual.
A number of youths sit in a central London pub.
Youth #1: "Let's pretend to be outraged by government policy and go to the demo. See if we can wind the police up enough to get them on the attack".
Youth#2: "Yeah".
Youth #3: "Power to the people, right on".
Cut to: Some time later on the street: youth #1 is sitting in the road with a look of outrage on his face holding a Che Guevara bandana to a scratch on his forehead.
Youth#1: "Fucking monstrous. That copper hit me. It's not fair".
Youth #2: "Yeah".
youth #3: "I'm telling my mum".
Listen... If you go to the barricades you must expect the worst. You must have no consideration for your own safety (bloody hell! Liberty got her kit off for the cause). You are there to abuse authority and authority has as much right to freedom of action as you do.
Stop fucking whining!
Within a collective action the acts of each individual represents the whole; if one idiot is balaclava'd up and gratuitously smashing a window then you are, by being there, all part of it. Expect to get hurt.
Of course you have the right to voice your convictions but the bloke in the uniform you are lobbing bricks at has an equal right and might to over-react and smack you on the head with a truncheon.
If your mum had any sense (and wasn't down the pub) she would clip you round the ear and send you to bed without your beans on toast and with a copy of 'A Tale of Two Cities'.
I was interested to see that the Press snappers were doing most of the 'egging on' as usual.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Jane Bussman, The Young Satellites and Rose Royce.
Last night saw me off To the opening of the 'Young Satellites' exhibition at the Atom Rooms at the top end of Portobello. A great little gallery presenting a collection of very, very good, young (and I mean young) photographers. Go and see this if only to reaffirm the fact that YES photography is ART... And in this case, good Art.
Then to the Tabernacle for Jane Bussman's one woman show... I was expecting a shaggy dog story. We got a dodgy shag story... Despite the technical glitches she did it well if perhaps a tad overlong.
In the bar during the interval I learnt that Gwen Dickey (the voice of Rose Royce) is performing at the Cobden Club on Thursday night. Got to go and see that.
Then to the Tabernacle for Jane Bussman's one woman show... I was expecting a shaggy dog story. We got a dodgy shag story... Despite the technical glitches she did it well if perhaps a tad overlong.
In the bar during the interval I learnt that Gwen Dickey (the voice of Rose Royce) is performing at the Cobden Club on Thursday night. Got to go and see that.
Portobello Road: Spectrum. Cool baby.
This is from A facebook group well worth visiting if you are interested in the area...
Spectrum: Portobello road from Brian Jones on Vimeo.
Spectrum: Portobello road from Brian Jones on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Ladbroke Grove between the 50's & 70's.
Brian Nevill has started a goup thing on facebook looking back at the area, the people and the music of those times... It is early days for the site but will be well worth a look for the remeniscences as well as the images....
Click HERE for the link.
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