Sunday, 13 June 2010

My lucky pants and socks was so unlucky last nite

These are my fave lucky boxers and they helped USA no end last night but all the same love me love my shorts lol


The Fortress of Solitude

Location:Great Grimsby, England

the boozer here i come

first may I say this is my first post from my new laptop, i love the iPhone but posting blogs from and using as a P.C aint the coolest idea lol. i just wanted to say ive had a great idea for a book i plan on writing,its gonna be very cool. im going to the pub today as ive got tomorrow off work, cant beat a sunday schlurpy yummylicious. five or six pints then maccy d's and home for facebook lamity and more HD videos on YouTube. so for now bye bye and hello beeriod number three lol. lloyds here i come

Sunday, 6 June 2010

Kennedy speech Berlin

The greatest speech ever I love Kennedy




The Kennedy Berlin speech



I am proud to come to this city as the guest of your distinguished Mayor, who has symbolized throughout the world the fighting spirit of West Berlin. And I am proud to visit the Federal Republic with your distinguished Chancellor who for so many years has committed Germany to democracy and freedom and progress, and to come here in the company of my fellow American, General Clay, who has been in this city during its great moments of crisis and will come again if ever needed.

Two thousand years ago the proudest boast was "civis Romanus sum." Today, in the world of freedom, the proudest boast is "Ich bin ein Berliner."

I appreciate my interpreter translating my German!

There are many people in the world who really don't understand, or say they don't, what is the great issue between the free world and the Communist world. Let them come to Berlin. There are some who say that communism is the wave of the future. Let them come to Berlin. And there are some who say in Europe and elsewhere we can work with the Communists. Let them come to Berlin. And there are even a few who say that it is true that communism is an evil system, but it permits us to make economic progress. Lass' sie nach Berlin kommen. Let them come to Berlin.

Freedom has many difficulties and democracy is not perfect, but we have never had to put a wall up to keep our people in, to prevent them from leaving us. I want to say, on behalf of my countrymen, who live many miles away on the other side of the Atlantic, who are far distant from you, that they take the greatest pride that they have been able to share with you, even from a distance, the story of the last 18 years. I know of no town, no city, that has been besieged for 18 years that still lives with the vitality and the force, and the hope and the determination of the city of West Berlin. While the wall is the most obvious and vivid demonstration of the failures of the Communist system, for all the world to see, we take no satisfaction in it, for it is, as your Mayor has said, an offense not only against history but an offense against humanity, separating families, dividing husbands and wives and brothers and sisters, and dividing a people who wish to be joined together.

What is true of this city is true of Germany--real, lasting peace in Europe can never be assured as long as one German out of four is denied the elementary right of free men, and that is to make a free choice. In 18 years of peace and good faith, this generation of Germans has earned the right to be free, including the right to unite their families and their nation in lasting peace, with good will to all people. You live in a defended island of freedom, but your life is part of the main. So let me ask you as I close, to lift your eyes beyond the dangers of today, to the hopes of tomorrow, beyond the freedom merely of this city of Berlin, or your country of Germany, to the advance of freedom everywhere, beyond the wall to the day of peace with justice, beyond yourselves and ourselves to all mankind.

Freedom is indivisible, and when one man is enslaved, all are not free. When all are free, then we can look forward to that day when this city will be joined as one and this country and this great Continent of Europe in a peaceful and hopeful globe. When that day finally comes, as it will, the people of West Berlin can take sober satisfaction in the fact that they were in the front lines for almost two decades.

All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin, and, therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words "Ich bin ein Berliner." Hear this .wav 198K

President John F. Kennedy - June 26, 1963





The Fortress of Solitude

Location:Grimsby England

Tuesday, 1 June 2010

The way I feel at the moment

Well I guess this needs a little prologue, so here it is. I am stuck totally in a rut of nothing in life, I want to achieve so much more get a new job etc. The one thing I need to change beyond all others is my terminal singledom, I have great freinds all of whom are settled, don't get me wrong I have some aquaintances, I can stand around in the pub drinking with, but at the end of the day I'm 32 and I should be doing more constructive things with my time. I have been single since December 06 that's knocking on four tragically empty years, I'd had my heart torn out in the September of that year, by the upto that point love of my life. After Trish she told lie after lie and cheated a few times, I'll use real names, I met Georgina who was so damn good for me, but due to me being an insecure moron she ended it. All I have to say is fair play to her on that. Every other girlfreind has tended when lookin back, to have used me in games with thier exes, which is great for self esteem not. But anyway back to the point at hand, I seem to have started this new decade as I started the last TERMINALLY SINGLE. Anyways I wrote a poem below, that ten years later i'm still emotionally living through. It's written in the hi-coup non rhyming style enjoy

Grounded feet on my little island

Am I so disgusting or hideous, that even worms disdain of me. Am I to be allowed no love, and in which case, will those who have it ridicule me.
And will the tide not turn in my favour, I'm guessing that they will, heap upon me a thousand fathoms of pain, to which I cry, am I the chosen martyr, for all our earths ills.
Then I have to ready myself, for not one but many a day of attonement, and steady my already sunken ship. Long ago scuttled on the island shores, of loneliness, of which I have no choice to call home.
Everyday a journey to a realised end, that is so very solitary of confinement.
My world is my own and I'm alone, and that's not how I want it to be. It's like I'm stranded in a crowd of millions, trapped in sacrificial singledom. But it's my job I guess, to be the odd number in life, and solemnly I accept it.
Was my creation and life, so malevolent and ill judged, I seem to think so. Because against all the usual, hope that everyone else has, I'm not allowed to feel the everything they share.
So I'll remain on my little island, looking for the faint light of rescue, and make the best of my worst situation, make believing, one day, that everything comes good.


The Fortress of Solitude

Location:Grimsby, England

Wednesday, 14 April 2010

The ballad of the lost unfound

Well I guess I better start at the beginning, I have so much stuff to get off ones chest. But that's for later my freinds.
Yesterday I watched a docu about the Graf Zepplin goin around the world in 1929, the timeshift totally entranced me, but bygone ages usually do. The history of the world back then looked great but a few years later a depression laid waste to the good times, and beyond that a war which ravaged this world of ours laying 50+ million dead for crazy Nazi ideals.
Anyway I've digressed enough that kinda fed my mind for a blog post. You see not much about humanity has changed, our circumstances have changed and mostly for the better, but we remain the same animals all to willing to make the same dumb mistakes. But I'd take a trip back to the 20's there seems something idyllic about those days, people no doubt worried as much as we do now, but they seemed so much more carefree and respectful. Marriage worked then people spend way too much time these days living alone. Kids had much less but what they had made them happier, society had moral fibre something tragically missing today. The idealogue in me almost wants that moral fibre to come into a world, I've never knew it existed in, sure I've seen it in the movies, it's kinda what made me the die hard liberal I am today. All I gotta do is find me a woman cut from the same cloth and I'm set lol, part of this blog post is I hope damning the lack of morals in today's society both male and female alike are guilty, I sound like such a Puritan I'm not that bad, on Sunday night I walked into one of my local pubs and a few people were in a corner chatting loudly, anyway when one came to the bar for more drinks he said that he was holding a national front meeting. I was shocked that the manager had allowed such a meeting to happen in her pub, I promptly left I don't want to be associated with such virulent scum. What must society do to lose racism from it's character it's a dark part of it's psyche I guess only Dr Gregory House could remove it, and he is fictitious. I guess we just have to use old fashioned hope, that one day it's all okay cos people have to be alright to be happy. To be frank and earnest I'm genuinely alright i have a great family unit, and the freinds I've got are all happily settled, which has made them much better people and better freinds. It's just most of the time I'm lonely as a vandee globe competitor. Anyway my next blog will be less whiny I promise.


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Sunday, 11 April 2010

The first blog of many a short welcome

This is my new blog site it was time to kill the old livejournal account was so hard to post to from my iPhone. Let's see how easy this one is to post to, I like blogging on the hop it's gonna be political, funny and ten to the power of nerd if you like me you'll like this. I'm so so excited about this hope you all follow and like it, I'm gonna premier a big idea here too which is gonna be so cool see ya soon


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