The countryside is marvellous and I\'ve got hills just up the road and mountains not much further up the road. I\'ve got the coast from here to West Wales in easy reach and I\'ve got pubs falling out my arse. That\'s a brilliant thing. I also carry a sense of identity inbuilt because of my connection to the place I live. That\'s all top stuff. However, I\'m fed up of being told we\'ve never had it better when the government and energy providers are eking ever more cash out of us. In the last 10 years properties have gone from eminently affordable to ridiculously expensive. Money talks, not good old fashioned values.
I think I\'m going to head for the countryside permanently before long, only the prices there are even worse as the rich move there with their multiple homes and 4 or 5 cars for a family of 3.
Ales, proper grub, invention, wit, honesty, standing up for folks who are unfairly targetted...these are good things we do in the most part, but the constant homogenisation by market forces is crippling our understanding of what the world is about and what we are. It\'s all grab, grab, grab, now, now, now.
Look at football now. How can it ever be called the working class game again? Players earning £120,000 per week and some other tosser mouthing off that he was disgusted not to received a £5,000 pay rise from £55k to £60k per week and demanding a transfer! It\'s all about bling, money, status, everything that\'ll do feck all in the happiness stakes.
Actually, I suppose that many places could lay claim to him, he just happened to be born in Bloemfontein.
