The Drains Of Plas Piggy And Wider Woes

What a mixed weekend. Once again I am on Mon to do a bit of work on the thesis and to watch the Six Nations. Also, unplanned, I have had to rod the bloody drains again - a constant problem here. We may need a man with a digger - or is it cheaper to keeep the rods in operation? The answer to that one is easy - of course it's bloody cheaper you idiot. And, as I have written before, there is a primaeval satisfaction to a successful rodding. Ooh er Mrs.

The Six Nations gave us a very appealing performance from France, They blasted Scotland (victors over England remember) away with six tries born of ferocity and accuracy. Dupont, Alldrit, Ficou - these are all world class players with plentiful others on the threshold. England go to Paris at the end of the championship. Be afraid, be very afraid. And speaking of England, well they held on to beat a Welsh 2nd XV (an exaggeration of course but their injury list is horrible) in a chaotic match at Twickenham. England were once again inaccuarate, unimaginative and underpowered in midfield. Next up are Ireland, no doubt chastened by the lessons handed to them by the French. Ireland to win. Jones must go. Fat chance.

One thing I will say about the England match - it made no difference to the result but the referee had an absolute mare. I know from my own refereeing that you can have games that just get away from you. Luckily for the global game, mine was Redditch v Woodrush, Mike Adamson chose England v Wales. Dreadful. Come back Jaco Peyper, all is forgiven.

All of which acts a prelude to the subject I have felt unequal to writing about. Life continues with a war raging on continental Europe. Nobody needed a crystal ball to know that Putin is a wrongun. Russia has been mishnadled by the West but Putin's eternalist hogwash about the extent of Mother Russia should not be tolerated. His wretched country needs to be cut adrift until he is gone and if that means some turmoil on markets then so be it. I watched the screens on Wednesday as shares took a tumble and then felt a degree of shame as they bounced back when the twats in the City expressed their relief that sanctions had not gone 'too far'. As an aside, you would not want to be Taiwan as the West ties itself in knots over the Ukraine. The chaos can provide China (the biggest of the rogue states) with just the chance it's been waiting for. Oh well, at least there's drains to be rodded and therapeutic purgation thereby to be had.  

The sun is shining on the island.