business, culture, London, society

Post Office Blues

Earlier this week I took delivery of a letter-scale. It joins my laser printer as well as my scanner; computer monitor; headphones; wired mouse and keyboard. I bought it because I just can’t be bothered to stand in line at our local sub post office behind a long queue of people spilling out of the door and only one person serving. It’s never used to be like that. There were always at least two people behind the counter and the queue moved quickly. Not anymore. And I also read in the news of plans by the post office to close its remaining crown post offices in city centres

I had a letter to post. It was not valuable. It did not require a signature. But it was bulky because it contained a book. So I went to a couple of local sub post offices because I wanted to hand it over the counter and pay the correct postage. In the end, I gave up. So it sat on the shelf for a week whilst I decided what to do with it. Anyway, the scale arrived and I was able to calculate the postage myself and put on the required number of stamps and drop it into the nearest pillar box. Job done.

I had thought about trying the post office’s advertised door-collection service. But I didn’t fancy waiting indoors until the postman arrived. Though maybe I’ll try using it if I have a recorded delivery letter to post.

The long and short of it is that I won’t be going to my local post office anytime soon. In fact, if things carry on as they are, I’m sure that the next official announcement will be the closure of the remaining local sub post offices.

Like everything else in the UK, it’s all gone down the pan. And after the scapegoating Horizon computer scandal, who would want to be a sub postmaster?

crime, culture, Law, Uncategorized

1920’s Prohibition Revisited

Haven’t we learned anything from 1920s prohibition? When stupid politicians voted to ban alcohol consumption across the United States, and in so doing, created the model for organised crime, which still exists today, and lives on In the drug cartels of South America. So shouldn’t we be de-criminalising instead of criminalising otherwise lawful social activity? But here we go again, with Starmer’s plan to ban tobacco smoking in pub gardens and parks, where it does not affect anyone except the smoker.

Sunak started all of this nonsense with his talk about raising the smoking age every year, so that generations going forward will never be able to legally smoke. He did it to take away attention from the housing and cost of living crisis which his government had created.So are we going to see police officers frisking down young people, just in case they are hiding cigarettes? That’s going to be great for community relations! Now Starmer has picked up the reins.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a smoker. But I don’t like to see anyone being put out of work just because someone wants to make a political point. Nor do I wish to see the creation of a new criminal underground. Haven’t we got enough criminals already? Or police chasing round after kids and pub- smokers, when they should be catching burglars and shoplifters. If Starmer wants to ban something, he should ban online gambling.That causes much more psychological damage and addiction. As well as family breakups.But no one seems bothered about that. In fact, I’d guess that if you’ve got the wit and the know-how, anyone could start up a gambling platform from their own back bedroom.You wouldn’t need to employ anyone. And you wouldn’t need to rent any premises.You just pay for the software and the marketing.Then sit back and watch the cash roll in. It almost seems too easy.

career, culture, jobs, medical, mens health, relationships, self improvement, society

Signs of Getting Old

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  1. When every time you make eye-contact with someone, they offer you their seat.
  2. When you celebrate every birthday with another tablet.
  3. When you eat less but put on weight. Like the 70’s rock band who decided to reform, looking like they’d just walked off a building site.

Things to Do When you are getting old.

  1. Make a will. It goes without saying.
  2. Make that extra effort to keep in touch with friends and family – especially the younger generation.
  3. Make a Living Will or Advance Direction, so you are in control of your own destiny, when it’s time to say goodbye.

Things not to do.

If you love your job and are at the top of your game, whatever you do, don’t retire, even if you’ve reached state pension age. Yes – take your company pension. You’ve worked for it and paid in to it. But don’t let it stop you working. And you don’t have to. Go freelance if you need to. You may also discover that your earning potential has never been higher. Because you will be getting your pension – PLUS – what you get working. And if you are past state retirement age, you won’t be paying any NI. What a great tax-break that is! So let someone else walk up and down a golf-course or kill time on a bowling green.

Brexit, business, culture, history, Law, politics, society

Erasing 1000 Years of History

Erasing 1000 years of history

One of the things I’ve noticed in the past couple of years is the appearance of cans of Carlsberg; Guinness and some other beers and lagers, which have been repackaged in larger pint-sized containers.  So when you pour it out, it will reach the top of your glass.  Just as if you were buying it draught.

What makes it legal in the UK to sell beer in pint-size cans is the fact that the 568ml equivalent is also displayed on the can.  Just as a McDonalds quarter pounder doesn’t define its weight but is a trademark.  A McDonalds quarter pounder’s actual legal weight in the UK is a minimum of 113.4 grammes uncooked.  But for me, it will always be quarter pounder.

So why is it that when I buy a 454 gramme jar of strawberry jam, I am not allowed to call it a pound of jam?  It is never labelled as such, even though for all practical purposes, 454 grammes is a pound of jam  The welcome exception is MacKay’s 12-ounce (340 gramme) jars of jam and marmalade, which are labelled in this way.  So why can’t other manufacturers label in the same way?  Selling items in imperial units is not illegal provided that you label the stuff correctly.

The fact Is, that pint cans have never been part of the British tradition because, before metrication, off-sales of beer were in brown pint or quart bottles.  The only notable canned beer which existed before metrication was the Watney’s Party 7 (and the smaller Party 4), which was sold in large cans which you could never open.  And when you did manage to pierce the heavy-duty aluminium, the gaseous contents sprayed everywhere.  From the 1970s onwards, most canned beers were sold in the horrible 440ml size, which doesn’t appear to convert to anything and which continues to be the standard size for most canned beers sold in the UK.  Why 440 ml?

Currently, it is only the British Weights and Measures Association (which appears closely aligned to Brexit and Farage’s Reform Party) which is fighting to preserve use of imperial units and which is fighting a rearguard action against mandated metrication.  But you don’t have to be an ardent Brexiteer or Faragist to regret the erasure of 1000 years of history.  And there is nothing anti-Europe about wanting to preserve our industrial heritage.  And the problem with rearguard actions is that they always fail, unless they buy time for something else to intervene.

Where imperial measurements still reign supreme, are in those parts of the world economy which have been traditionally dominated by the United States.  And no mandated-metrication is ever going to change that. Which is why we buy 15-inch pizzas and eat 15-ounce steaks.  Why we buy our McDonalds Quarter Pounders.  Why we fly at 30,000 feet.  Why heavyweight boxers still weigh themselves in pounds.  And why you might buy a 56-inch TV for your living room.

culture, diversity, emotional intelligence

Harry and Megan in Nigeria

So good to see Harry and Megan together, as a couple, enjoying themselves at the Invictus Games in Nigeria.  Even if they have been frozen out of the British establishment, this shows that there are plenty of places in the world where they will be made welcome.  So much more exciting and colourful to watch than the other drab royals.  And how petty of Charles to say that he was too busy to meet his son and daughter in law on their brief visit to London.  Purely out of curiosity, I also watched Megan as the research-paralegal on Suits in last night’s double-bill.  Though I didn’t stay to the end.

And by the way, I won’t be watching tonight’s Eurovision song contest.  Never watched it for years.  Nothing personal.  It’s just that I can’t stand watching mediocre talent prancing around in stupid costumes to the sound of boom bang a bang.  Why is it always the wackiest act that wins? United Kingdom-nil points.