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Thursday 27 January 2011
Tuesday 25 January 2011
Watch This Space
Sunday 23 January 2011
Hello.....
Well, the Wilt is back – his absence is a long story and one too boring to explain to the avid followers of Regulator Watch.
Anyway, there is a lot of catching up on news since August although whether that will prove to be possible now is doubtful – however in the days/weeks to come we will be attempting some anthology of newsworthy events, in social care and at the same time comment current events. None of the regulators have yet escaped the clutches of Wilt and the team.
Watchful, mate, I was neither kidnapped by extremists in Egypt, nor gagged by lawyers for Calleja or anyone else. The explanation is much more practical and benign – and boring, not least the period incorporated the end of the corporate tax year (together with a very painful bill), personal tax year (none a everything is offshore), increasing workflows (still much overseas) and some element of exhaustion.
Oh and there was Xmas and New Year and a lot of snow, especially in them there hills and mountains in north Wales where Mr & Mrs Wilt, both Wilt offspring and Salty Dog spent most of the between Xmas and post New Year period in up to minus 15 degrees! Bust pipes – I lost count!
Anyway, energy recovered – Wilt is up to the task again.
Our apologies for any worries caused.
Wilt
Anyway, there is a lot of catching up on news since August although whether that will prove to be possible now is doubtful – however in the days/weeks to come we will be attempting some anthology of newsworthy events, in social care and at the same time comment current events. None of the regulators have yet escaped the clutches of Wilt and the team.
Watchful, mate, I was neither kidnapped by extremists in Egypt, nor gagged by lawyers for Calleja or anyone else. The explanation is much more practical and benign – and boring, not least the period incorporated the end of the corporate tax year (together with a very painful bill), personal tax year (none a everything is offshore), increasing workflows (still much overseas) and some element of exhaustion.
Oh and there was Xmas and New Year and a lot of snow, especially in them there hills and mountains in north Wales where Mr & Mrs Wilt, both Wilt offspring and Salty Dog spent most of the between Xmas and post New Year period in up to minus 15 degrees! Bust pipes – I lost count!
Anyway, energy recovered – Wilt is up to the task again.
Our apologies for any worries caused.
Wilt
Monday 20 September 2010
Saturday 11 September 2010
9/11
We have photos somewhere of the twin towers before and after 9/11 but in their absence (the portfolio runs into hundreds of thousands) I offer this picture in remembrance of the victims – a day of infamy that Wilt watched live on TV and was sat, open mouthed in front of the TV in disbelief. for days.
Whatever Wilt felt, which was considerable distress, was only a miniscule of a miniscule of the emotional distress of his relatives/friends in New York who looked on in horror from across the river.
This scene is at Arlington Cemetery in Washington – befitting we believe of our sentiments on this sad anniversary – therein are at rest heroes of freedom.
And what was Calleja doing at the time? Complaining of course, and since. That kind of puts her in perspective, does it not? TWAT.
Wilt
Whatever Wilt felt, which was considerable distress, was only a miniscule of a miniscule of the emotional distress of his relatives/friends in New York who looked on in horror from across the river.
This scene is at Arlington Cemetery in Washington – befitting we believe of our sentiments on this sad anniversary – therein are at rest heroes of freedom.
And what was Calleja doing at the time? Complaining of course, and since. That kind of puts her in perspective, does it not? TWAT.
Wilt
Wheelie Bin
From BBC News |
You can just imagine the unnamed fellow saying, ‘see you later darling – I am going to retrieve the bin.’ And the reply ‘yes dear.’
Several hours later he ends up in hospital – it’s like something out of a Monty Python sketch.
It also caught my eye because of the location, Red Wharf Bay on Anglesey – one of Salty Dog’s favourite locations. The little village/anchorage has a wonderful beach, a pub (very important to Salty Dog) and a little cafe. The pub grub, be warned, is expensive and overpriced although tasty. The cafe on the other hand is reasonably priced and equally tasty grub can be had.
If you prefer, take a picnic – we gather you can dump your leftovers in a local wheelie bin now understood to be tethered to the sea wall.
There is nothing else there, not even a shop and the hotel up on the hill where we once stayed closed several years ago – that was before we bought our own north Wales abode.
When the tide is out you can walk for miles and Salty Dog gets to play in the pools left behind by the receding sea. Plan your walk carefully, cos when that tide returns it does so at greater pace than many can run.
Wilt
Friday 10 September 2010
Humour In Death
Wilt Portfolio |
Wilt just hopes the return flight on Tuesday evening is not interrupted or delayed, as the following day he is off to Egypt on his sojourn.
Anyway, Wilt has been in a bit of a quandary for a couple of days, deciding whether or not to appeal a Court matter in which he acts as a Guardian – he is still in a quandary over it. Serious stuff is at stake. A real head in the hands affair.
However, Wilt will search his conscience a little further before arriving at a decision.
In the mean time Wilt was listening to the BBC Radio 4 Six O’clock News tonight which reported that in Australia the Catholic Church is to ban certain bespoke musical renditions from funerals in favour of more sombre music as the coffin disappears behind those curtains.
Among the banned musical choices hitherto used in Australian funerals is Queen’s ‘Another Bites The Dust.’
Fucking brilliant Australian humour - me thinks Wilt will have that song at his funeral.
Another, welcomed, falling off the office chair in a fit of laughter moment. How do these BBC folk keep themsewlves from laughing when reporting this stuff? Now my head hurts having landed not very softly on the carpet.
Wilt
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