I can't sleep tonight - I wandered off along the river with the hound this morning, got lost in a day-dream, crossed the wrong bridge, shared a meat and potato pie with Maxwell and was feeling pretty good until I read something called the Pollard Report and have been angry ever since. It cost £2 million and if someone had coughed up similar to me 30 years ago I (or some other decent cop) could have caught the paedophile clown, saved some of his then future victims from his activities at the BBC. Now we have 30 cops working on the fitting-up of a cabinet minister over Plebgate and god knows how many on the 23 year old Hillsborough scandal. I decided to watch a recording of the last episodes of The Killing 3 to lose myself in trivia - only to find myself disgusted by the hapless detective, Sarah Lund, who couldn't connect rumours of a piss-up and the lights being on in a brewery. I went through all 140 films on the on demand service in search of light relief to no avail. I shall soon take your advice to the extreme Allan - and only talk to myself!
On 19 Dec, 15:26, Allan H <[email protected]> wrote: > Of course I talk to myself, > > Some times I need expert advice. > Allan > > -- > ( > ) > |_D Allan > > Life is for moral, ethical and truthful living. > > I am a Natural Airgunner - > > Full of Hot Air & Ready To Expel It Quickly. --
