Or that is what these bloody meddling scientific idiots would have me believe. Why? Well my favourite food is a good rare steak and a bottle of good red wine. Can't beat it I reckon. According to the nanny meddlers though it is going to kill me.

As normal with all these reports and food scares it really is just utter rubbish. I have to say that I have never changed my eating habits according to the latest faddy scare.

I would like to say:

I haven't been poisoned by eggs.
I have not gone down with BSE.
Soft cheeses haven't done me in.
I never tasted the anti freeze in the wine.

etc. etc. etc.

Ignore the buggers I say and enjoy yourselves. A bit of what you fancy does you good. Always has and always will.

In addition I am having my first ever go at making an apple pie. Sad as it seems I have never made one before. My fingers are crossed as it is in the oven at the moment.

Don't have very many culinary disasters and I am not starting now. (He said hopefully).

Bon Apetit,

The course, which is held on grass pitches is sponsored by Charlton Athletic Football Club.

Despite the fact that football boots are designed to prevent injury that could be caused by playing on grass, slipping, sliding and turning ankles, the school have stated that boots are banned to stop children injuring each other.

Surprisingly they were using a leather ball. Perhaps a sponge one would have been considered more suitable.

The madness continues to prevail.

Please wear you poppy with pride.

Iraq

The Balkans

The Falklands

All these conflicts produced and are still producing casualties amongst OUR armed forces. This appeal is not just for the old soldiers from the two World Wars. They deserve our support as well but they are becoming few and far between. The 19 and 20 year olds out in Iraq and Afghanistan are not.

DIMDAN?

Dark In the Morning and Dark At Night.

Yes folks it's that time of year again. We have ridiculously put the clocks back and we only see the light of day during working hours.

Gets worse until the shortest day 21st December. Roll on the 22nd when we start to gaing the light back.

I am pro - fully paid up member and I am nowhere near running out of bandwith. So P"*& Off and leave me alone.

That is until yesterday. My wife bless her saw some in, of all places Wilkos. Six in a pack. She bought them for me. YES!

So I am planning one a day from now until the pack is empty.

The the real missions begins......... FInd some coffee flavoured ones. YUM YUM. Fantastic deep coffee flavour combined with the wonderful heavy, thick chocolate.

Don't think I have ever had a kaftan in my life. Wasn't heavily into the hippy scene when I was a lad. Must say though that I did have some really top loon pants and had hair half way down my back (from my head you fool I am not a gorilla) and I was seen with a bandana round my head sometimes.

What a debonair hunk I used to be!!!

Now that I have put that down on paper so to speak I reckon there is a whole raft of you out there who won't have a clue what I am talking about. It's a bit of a worry when your wild oat sowing days are now in the history books.

I turned into a suede-head just before I joined the army. Now that has really confused most of you.

Read up about it. It will be in the history section somewhere.

Bye for now,

Really need to cut down what I am supping.

Anybody got any good ideas as to how I can do that?

Found it easy to give up smoking but this is different.

Any help appreciated.

No the old fatness is purely down to the individual in 99.999999999% of cases. We weigh what we do and look like we do purely our of individual choice and acceptance.

What do I mean by that? Well we can all choose what we eat, including how much, and also what we do to exercise.

This is down to several diseases. ArseCouchitiis, Lazyitis and HyperHugeportionopathy.

I am middle-aged and overweight by about two stones I guess. I know that. When I choose to do something about it I will change. If I cut down on the red wine and beer I reckon I would lose most of it with a bit of gentle exercise. I choose not to at the moment. I choose to come home from work and suffer from disease number 1 listed above, with a touch of number 2 thrown in.

That is honesty.

Blaming other people is not. Blaming the supermarkets for not labling foods in a particular way and giving people information on the packets is not a good reason for being as we are. It is also not honesty.

We don't have to do a lot to change. Eat less or more healthily, we all know what is good food and what is bad and get some exercise. Exercise does not mean joing a gym or an exercise club, necessarily. The biggest gym and exercise club is free and it is located straight oustide the front door.

How do I know all this. I have been there and done it. I have been exceptionally fit and healthy, lean and trim. I am not anymore because of the statement made above.

Will I do anything about it? I keep saying I will. Will you?

This time she says that she has been pillaried because she does not look like a typical mother!  What does that mean? What does a typical mother look like?

Who does this woman think she is some kind of super model?

It is a long time since I have heard such a fatuous comment in the press and these days that takes some saying.

Mrs Mcann is a typical mother because she has children, exactly the same as millions of other women who fall into that category.

I am getting totally pissed off with this Mcann driven media circus. These people really should shut up and get on with their lives whilst praying and hoping that their poor little daughter is alive somewhere. Personally I think that is some kind of pipe-dream, but I hope I am proved wrong.

In the red corner the champion by default is getting no support from the previous holder of the title who is starting to undermine the fighter by removing his gum shield and tying his boot laces together. The fighter is becoming more and more confused about which of his corner-men he can rely on.

In the blue corner the young pretender has got ahead on points. Having struggled in the early rounds he has got his second wind, come out punching and has put the champion by default on the back foot.

Over in the third corner all hell has broken loose. The corner-men have decided the contender, far behind on points, is now too old. They have therefore given him a quick kick to the balls, thrown the towel in and asked the referee if they can bring in a younger replacement. The referee has agreed on the grounds that whoever they bring in is not going to be able to punch his weight and will be totally inocuous.

Bell sounds, let's come out fighting. Keep your guards up and bob and weave.

1. Over 80% of all patients said that they were dissatisfied with the NHS Dental Service and that they couldn't find an NHS dentist.

2. Over 84% of all patients said they were satisfied with the opening hours and accessibiltiy of their GP surgeries.

The governments answers were:

1. We are confident that things are getting better.

2. In that case we are going to attempt to force extended opening hours on the GP surgeries.

The answers are in the correct order!!

If it wasn't so ludicrous it would be laughable.

She is kept in the living room. This means that the dog, Taffy, isn't allowed in there at all. Apparently he thinks that Lyndsay is really a rabbit and he has a bit of a track record with rabbits. He catches them and eats them. See the problem?

The television has to be on very quietly in case it frightens her, not a lot of good on a weekend full of sport for which I want to use the "live" option on the TV.

Ah well, it is only for the weekend.

Apparently Lyndsay is very old in guinea pig years. Always a bit of a question just how much longer she will survive. I hope she doesn't pop off while she is here!!!!!!! Fingers crossed then that she gets through the night.

2 mice on the bird table eating bread.

2 collared doves

4 wood pigeons

14 sparrows (approximation could have been more)

1 robin

2 dunnocks

1 grey squirrel

Not bad in half an hour.

England's cricket team win a one day international series in the sub-continent. After another gutsy performance today they have clinched the series against Sri Lanka, one of the worlds best one day teams. Believe the last time this happened was in Pakistan in either 89 or 79. Not a lot of research there then.

Who cares? We won.

Well done Colly and the team.

Who am I talking about here?

None other than The House Of Commons, those wonderful MPs of ours. Guess what? They were right. Nobody should have to work unnecessarily long hours and totally unsociable hours.

Unless of course you are a GP or work in a GP's surgery. Then, it appears, the same rules do not apply. You can be expected to work any time and for as long as the government of the day wishes you to do.

The average working week of a GP is 50 hours at the moment, more than nearly all of the working population and far beyond the European Working Time Directive. It would appear that is not enough though.

Strange how there is one rule for MP's and another one for GP's. No?

Irish

Can anybody tell me why there needs to be OOH GP cover?

If the problem is an emergency then the GP does not have the wherewithall to deal and the property pathway to treatment is the Emergency Service ie 999 and call an ambulance. If the problem is not an emergency then it can wait until the next day in the surgery.

Is this not the case?

I am being devils advocate here. Be interested in your thoughts.

It's gonna be good.