Archive | November, 2013

Thatcher’s legacy.

26 Nov

I used to hate this woman with a passion, now she’s passed and I’m left with a lot of negative feelings. Seeing people on tv, saying how caring Thatcher was, makes me laugh and want to punch them in the face for being so gullible.

This woman, single handedly did more damage to the UK than Hitler would ever have dreamed of! She eroded social housing, by letting people buy them and not building replacements with the money made from the sales.

Our once great nation, has been turned into a penny pinching back water, with most of our assets owned by other countries. How this is good for us is beyond me. Our industry was crushed by her iron hand and has left whole regions in debt, with no likely hood of industry returning. Sure, it would have happened eventually, due to the slave labour of 3rd world countries.

Thatcher ushered in privatisation, which is still eroding our economy and inverting our society. Turning people against each other for having a nice car or double glazing, causing resentment and hatred.

The people who think they have profited from Thatchers time in parliament, are sadly, deluded. There delusion is of being well off, as the country crumbles around them. They see only that which pleases them, ignoring the empty shops, the payday loan shops, the charity shops, the betting shops and now, the one pound shops. That’s just on the high street’s.

Have you ever heard people say, “We used to leave our front door open all day.” Well it’s true. People had a sense of society, a sense of belonging, all in it together and stronger for it. What happened to that, Thatcher happened.

It has been shown, that Thatcher was given the support of the press, to help get her into power, in order for her to break the power of the press union. What does that say about our government, about our press. During the miners strike, footage was edited to show miners rioting. The bits where the police antagonise them were not allowed to be shown and to my knowledge, still haven’t been shown.

It was the mountains of rubbish building up in our streets the allowed privatisation to take off in this country. One man made a company to shift the rubbish, he hired the striking council workers and was able to do the job cheaper than the council……The rest is history.

There will always be change in the UK, Thatcher ushered in a new era, it’s still in it’s infancy, yet it has crushed our once proud nation. We aren’t dead yet, that is in the future. That is when descendants of Thatcherites, can no longer hide from the truth. By which time, all we once were, will be lost and what we have become is 80 million individuals all looking out for ourselves at the expense of those around us. No better than animals.

I see nothing positive from Thatchers time in power, apart from Spitting Image, a great program. Even my father, a devout conservative voter, started voting labour, after her second term as PM. My prospects as a school leaver went down hill rapidly, due to Thatchers policies. Local factories closed down, unemployment rose, my options disappeared before I’d got on the job ladder. Living in a relatively rural area, jobs were scarce and mainly seasonal. I ended up on unemployement benefits…..


For my dear departed friend. Joe Gavin.

19 Nov

Joe Gavin, was a tall slim man. He was awful at telling jokes and his puns would make you grimace. An avid bird watcher, husband and Christian. I am in awe of his faith! I do not know anybody like this man. He was diagnosed with Motor Neurones Disease. He soon realised that this was a death sentence. His friends weren’t as quick to understand the implications of the disease. Though it became apparent very quickly. He was deteriorating rapidly, losing the use of his right hand then his whole arm, in what seemed like weeks. I call him my friend, yet I don’t know how he maintained such a positive attitude in the face of death. He was the Chef of our church, cooking for almost every event in the church for years, on a voluntary basis. The only money he would take from church was to buy food. During the toughest periods, when life was hard for him, he would not complain. He didn’t cook for the church, in his words “I cook for God.” That was his God given task and he did it to the best of his ability, turning out many great dishes on a shoe string budget. I pulled him to one side once, when things were going badly and asked if he needed help. His response was so selfless: “I have all I need through God.” I honestly doubted his sincerity at the time but time proved again and again, that this was a man of God, not clergy, just through his faith. I wept for him in church today, I’m tearing up as I write this. We were given an order of service, I glanced through, 2 things stuck out for me, firstly the second hymn,
Blessed be Your name, in the land that is plentiful
where Your streams of abundance flow;
Blessed be Your name.
I’ll spare you the whole hymn, suffice to say, it suited Joe’s attitude to God. The second thing that stuck out, was right at the end, the very last piece of writing: I held my hand up, to say a few words, was given the microphone and quoted the link, it summed him up so perfectly! I ask that you share this, as it is a link that leads to a tribute fund, set up in Joe’s memory, through the Motor Neurones Disease Association. Please visit and make a donation.

Why did God let such a devout man die, despite all our prayers for his recovery? I have to say, I do not know…What I do know, from Joe and various friends, is that God truly loved and blessed him. How can a man face death, with a happy heart and still loving God? The answer is, Faith. Knowing you are going home to your Eternal Father, what more could any person of faith want.

I will miss you, Joe Gavin. R.I.P. my friend.