Random reflections, part... whatever

I have a little notebook in which I write down my thoughts and musings, so that I can get them out of my head. It helps me remember things I need to remember and allows me to forget things I am better off forgetting. Occasionally I expand on them and turn them into blog posts; often I just leave them on the page where they were hastily scribbled. Here’s a few from this weeK:

I’m enjoying listening to the radio coverage of the Australian Open tennis, but I’m sick of the BBC commentators verbally masturbating over Rafa Nadal.

Is it just me or are the radio ads they’re playing about the impending tax deadline REALLY chuffing annoying? It’s like they’ve been aimed at five-year-old children who can’t even spell their own names. I’m lucky in that I’m PAYE so I never have to worry about filling in and filing a tax return, but if I did I’d find the tone and content of these things incredibly patronising. In fact I think I’d ignore the deadlines just to get a bit of payback. That’d show the bastards. 

I call this one ‘Ode to the Lady in Leggings’:
Surely if you get to the point where your thighs are so thick you can’t walk properly, you might consider losing some weight and stop buying four-packs of Double Deckers every time you come to the garage????

RC 26-1-18