So former Chief Constable of Essex Police, David Stevens, who stood down in 2005, has since been earning over £1000 a day as a ‘consultant.’ That £1000 a day, totalling £194,517, has been paid to him by the Association of… Read More ›
Archive for March 2012
Put Down Your Jerrycans And Carry On
The Echo comment from today says everything I wanted to about panic petrol buying and headless-chicken scaremongering tactics: “The Essex public hasn’t panicked, the tanker drivers have yet to cause any shortage in fuel supplies. Yet the Government seems hellbent… Read More ›
Herman Cooked And Eaten
Well… It’s baking day for Herman. Chopped caramelised plums, brandy-soaked sultanas and chopped hazelnuts with orange zest, I decided. And I have to say, even by my own standards, he’s delicious. I made a small loaf that I’m going to… Read More ›
Transform Your Patch
I’ve just noticed that Britvic (supplier of drinks such as Fruit Shoots and Pepsi etc) are undertaking a project to transform community spaces: http://www.transformyourpatch.com/news I had a nose and there’s projects in Chatham and Dartford, but sadly for us, none… Read More ›
Herman, Day 9
This is yesterdays Herman, bubbling away for his closeup. I’m ashamed to say that in the hubbub of yesterday, I forgot to feed Herman..! But it doesn’t appear to have done him any harm, just means my Herman is on… Read More ›
Job Hunt OVER! Hooray!
After over 200 job applications, numerous skipped meals and sitting in my flat in a jumper and blanket to avoid turning the heating on, I’m very very very happy to report that I finally, finally have a job. Yes, at… Read More ›
Conservative Rubbish
Found this on somebodys path as I went to deliver a Labour leaflet… Really, littering is one of the issues that Southend residents complain about, without the Tories adding to it by strewing their rubbish around the streets. Ironically, the… Read More ›
Herman Day 8
Herman, Day 8. A very bubbly boy this morning! Tomorrow I feed him again and divvy him up, any takers? To warn you potential Herman-adopters, my flat now smells like a brewery! Ms Jack Monroe, Southend on Sea.
To Profit From Dying
This is a photograph I keep on my wall in my lounge/kitchen/dining room. It is my son, a few hours old and in the Special Care Baby Unit at Southend Hospital, where he spent the first two weeks of his… Read More ›
To Hell In A Budget Handcart
The one aspect of this years Budget that stood out for me was the much-celebrated increase in standard personal tax free allowance to £9105 next year. Sounds great, doesn’t it? But the same old Tories, helped along by their buddy-buddy… Read More ›
