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Well we all have the odd dry patch, don’t we, when whatever we do we can’t seem to find a damp patch of our own. Formerly the butt of many a joke I am proud to introduce to you the newest the most improved, the partner who’ll never hog the bathroom in the morning, the Love Doll, the ultimate in adult sex toy. The new revolution in dolly companions is certainly no joke. With UR3 vagina linings on the dolls, and in the case of Carmen Luvana, uber-sexy cyberskin rubber (yeah, I know, a bit technical, but it feels soooo good!) and vibrating talking points on the males, it may never be necessary to fight for the duvet again. This is one partner who will never mind being kicked out of bed! Soft, pliable, perfectly proportioned and uncomplaining, they really are the answer to a lot of questions!

Aiko Anime, a vinyl lovely, is as accommodating as she is lifelike; Brigitt Lovewell is so lifelike you might find yourself striking up a conversation. Big John has a detachable talking point, which is multi speed! That’s more like it, eh girls?

Sex dolls have long been the life and soul of the party on stag and hen nights and at these prices they are likely to be even more popular. But before you take your Asian Dream doll or Busty Babe doll out on the town with the gang, take another look, I wouldn’t mind betting that more than one of these new generation sexy dolls will never make it out of your cupboard! Hell why not buy two, they’re affordable enough! They feel so life like and will be a great talking point in the flat when the folks come round for a visit! Sexy dolls are the new black, or should that be the new, blue, oh well, you know what I mean!








Sexy Fun in the Sun

If we are to believe what we hear the weather forecast for the summer is good, about time too! But that means long journeys in the car and interminable delays in traffic jams. Rather than just mooning other motorists, as is traditional, I have thought up a sexy new game we can all play to keep us amused in the car this summer.

A recent article suggested that John Barrowman who plays bi-sexual Jack Harkness in the Dr. Who spin-off, Torchwood, thinks that spin off sex toys from the show would be a great idea! Sounds good to me! I wonder what it would be like if all TV shows, movies and the like set up their own sex toy spin offs. That got me thinking about my favourite shows and what sex toys they might promote. Sex Toy story might not be one for the youngsters, but I bet it would be a great watch! How about that great ITV staple cop show The Billdo? Cock Wan and his insights into, well, everything should be worth a peep too. Oh and a cartoon favourite Jessica Rampant Rabbit. Then there’s a musical favourite of mine the Pussycat blow up dolls. I love an afternoon quiz and Golden massage Balls is definitely one to sip a cuppa to. For the religious there is always Dongs of Praise and for the motor enthusiast the programme that describes all we have to offer here at Hot Edition – Top Gear!

No seriously folks, this is definitely a game for the summer hols, if not for the kids, for you and your mates as you motor off for some fun in the sun. Try to think of as many renames for our favourite films, TV Shows, songs, Hell whatever! Let me know what you come up with!









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CAR CRASH TV?

5.4.08

The other day I was watching one of those car crash TV talk shows; you know the ones, the type that Jerry Springer made so popular. Probably like me you wonder what on earth would induce these people to wash their dirty laundry in public, surely no one is that desperate for 15 minutes of fame? I am now convinced that these programmes are helping to perpetuate the behaviour that is the most worrying in society. In one show the audience, after hearing a catalogue of horrific and depressing insights into one couple’s marriage had to vote on their keypads whether the miserable pair should get divorced or not! What ever happened to the sanctity of marriage, respect for each other and just common decency? Then there is the endless stream of young people queuing up for DNA testing to see who out of a field, in one instance, of a staggering 12 was the baby’s father! What message are we sending? That this type of behaviour is likely to get you on TV and treated like a half decent human being for the day? Is that what we should be aspiring to? It’s a sad sad world and on a completely different topic these programmes and their hellish population serve as a daily reminder to us all of what living in a country without an affordable dental service will do for you.


HORROR FATIGUE?


6.4.08


This week saw more revelations about the Shannon Matthews case, with various relatives of her stepfather and he himself being arrested and questioned over child pornography charges. That has made me think. Is child pornography more prevalent today than it ever has been or do we just hear about it more? I have my own opinion that charges our society with becoming a greed driven, every man for himself hostile environment where the old codes of decency morality and compassion are slowly but surely being broken down. A man is stabbed to death for confronting youths defacing his property, an 80 year old woman is raped in her home, a boy is shot to death on the street, a child is starved to death like a dog in a dustbin outside her home. Shocking, horrifying and soon forgotten once the next lurid headline comes along. Compassion fatigue is a phrase that could only have been coined in this era. A phrase adopted to illustrate the result of bombardment with harrowing scenes from third world countries on a donating public. I would like to add my own phrase for today. Horror fatigue. We are in real danger of accepting as the norm, cases like Shannon’s, Maddie McCann’s, Victoria Climbie, Gary Newlove, Rhys Jones. If stories that gripped us, brought us to tears and horrified us become more and more common our natural human instinct will incline us towards anaesthetising ourselves from the pain. What can we do? I don’t know. Care for each other a bit more? Be less ready to take an aggressive stance with that call centre worker, train guard or traffic warden? I really wish I could see an easy answer, but I can’t, can you?





THE FLAME OF SHAME

7.4.08

This Sunday, as well as bringing unseasonable snowfall across Britain saw the Olympic torch arrive on our shores. And what a debacle it’s procession through the streets of London turned out to be. I am stunned at the scenes that I saw yesterday and it has made me think about the ever-murky world of politics while the poor hard working athletes see their big moment crumbling into farce before their eyes,

No-one doubts, I think, that China does not have the best human right record, and further does not use it’s considerable influence where it could, in places like Darfur, to the good. But is this a new thing? A recent stain on the conscience of China’s history? No it isn’t. The obvious question to me would seem to be, Why were they allowed to compete for the honour of holding the Olympics in the first place if their human rights record or any other aspect of their modus operandi was going to cause such consternation? Are we really to believe that no one foresaw the scenes of protest that seem to being gaining strength across the world in the wake of the famous torch? Why would it not make more sense to make a pre requisite of holding the Olympic Games, a clean bill of health on human rights? Considering the enormous cache that accompanies the honour and, we are told, equally desirable upturn in economy and opportunity for the host, it might even be a way of presenting to some countries the incentive to clean their act up. God knows that nothing else seems to work!

The BBC - A Tale of Censorship

14.04.08
The last time I looked, my licence fee paid grudgingly to the BBC for their broadcast efforts, included radio. This Sunday in the Daily Mail was an article about Sarah Kennedy a querulous old biddy, well past her sell by date who is inflicted on the listeners to BBC radio 2 each morning between 6 am and 7.30. Well I say each morning but in fact she seems to have as much time off with one ailment after another and endless holidays as she does working at her strenuous 1 ½ hour Monday to Friday programme each year. So from this you will gather that I am not a fan. No doubt there are those who are. But in this country of free speech it seems the BBC as well as monitoring the content of our programmes is now censoring any complaints or adverse remarks we make about them. Listeners have complained about Miss Kennedy’s talking over the music, seeming to have little clue about the music she plays, deliberately mispronouncing or slurring her words and making remarks such as ‘ I only saw the black pedestrian on the crossing in the dark because he opened his mouth.’ Pity she opened hers. I actually wrote to her programme asking if she could not take a moment to listen to one of the three news bulletins in her programme and learn how to pronounce relatively simple names like Osama (Bin Laden) which she pronounces Ozama. More recently you would have been forgiven for thinking that there were three contenders in the Zimbabwe elections as she totally mangled Morgan Changurai’s relatively simple name. Yet apparently those who dare to point out these glaring errors and Miss Kennedy’s unprofessional style have now been told that their comments will not be posted on the BBC forum. The reason is apparently that the complaints are always the same and it is therefore getting boring. Hm, strange that, if the complaints are always the same, indeed especially if they are, then surely you would do something about it to please your listening and paying public? After all, we the public ultimately decide who we want to see and hear in various forms of media. The BBC surely do not imagine they can foist whatever they want on us, and that they can ignore criticism given. In my opinion they take such a high handed view at their peril.


Attack a Fattie Week!

May 17th 2008

I’ve heard it all now! This morning I had just woken up and was listening to the BBC news on the radio when I heard a news piece saying that some ridiculous scientists from the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine with not enough to do and desperate to justify their overpaid jobs, have declared that fat people are contributing to the problems of global warming and the world food shortage!

Yes I know, I know! Apparently overweight people consume a fifth more calories than thinner people and drive round in their cars more because they can’t be bothered to walk! Is this really what the scientific argument has come to? Fed up with giving us different do’s and dont’s that they reverse whenever the wind changes, they are now gunning for a section of society to blame for our ills. They must surely be the last to realise, despite all their scientific know how that attacking the fat/anorexic/drunk/drug addict is just the way to drive them further into their addiction? And to blame them for global warming and food shortage? It is completely laughable and is accompanied by a strong whiff off barrel bottom scrapings. If the government is so concerned about the amount of unhealthy food we are eating why don’t they close some of the factories down that produce completely nutritionally redundant foods? Why don’t they subsidise the cost of fruit and vegetables and other foods that are better for us?

Is this the way to go about things, to demonise and attack one section of society, who if we believe all we hear are increasing in number and in weight year on year? At the very least, I as one of them, (after I’ve walked the dog twice a day and been on my feet for most of it), might come round and sit on you, so be careful what you say!

Tags: obesity, global warming, food shortages




Work or die?

25th June 2008

This week there has been a huge row again about a major UK clothing chain using child labour in India. I have a problem with this. It is not possible to judge the rest of the world by Western standards. In some countries childhood is a luxury and ends very quickly, almost as soon as a child is able to contribute to the family income. Even in this country in the not so distant past children were down coalmines and up chimneys, utilising their small stature where it was needed. A series was shown recently on British TV where a group of teenagers were taken to work in the garment producing factories of India. This was designed to show them where their clothes actually came from. During the programme, no doubt prompted by the producers one of the girls went on a campaign to find out if any of the factories were employing children. Eventually she, accompanied by an Indian man who was looking for these children, came across one. She started on a tirade of how awful it was while the boy sat looking frightened and bemused. It was explained to her that if this boy did not work his family would starve, he being the only one able to provide an income. And there we have it. If the young lad worked in England Social Services would provide for him and his family, but he doesn’t, he lives in India. As a child I used to live in Nigeria where youngsters are put to work routinely and I had equal amounts of respect and pity for the children I saw there. While I was free to play and go to school, they had to work. But without an alternative to provide for their family how are they supposed to survive?

From the series I watched it looked as though the Indian authorities were clamping down on the use of child labour, or maybe it was just a charitable group trying to get children into school, but without a living alternative, despite the best will in the world and with a genuine desire that all children be free to play and learn, what choice do these children and their families really have? Maybe someone can tell me.




Be is ever so humble... The UK housing price crash.

25th June 2008

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Amanda Thomas, newbury: Jun 25 2008 Made Popular Jun 25 2008

It’s a pretty scary time in the property market these days. Those 95% and 100% mortgages and loans of ridiculous multiples of annual salary that seemed like such a good idea at the time are coming back to bite many where it hurts. And while we fret and worry the majority of the rest of the world, where by and large renting is the norm wonders why we put ourselves through it.
It is an odd thing this dash for property ownership, which when you think about it, is not property ownership until you pay that last payment of your mortgage, somewhere far far into the future and as many are now discovering there is many a slip….

And when did our houses become investments instead of homes? I think that the whole approach to property ownership is askew. A house should be a home, somewhere we choose because we want to live there and we think it will be a safe and comfortable place for our families, not a good investment in an up coming area, or the next town ripe for development. Chosen for the right reasons property can be a joy to own not a constant worry that has you checking out the for sale signs in your street
and never being able to pass a local Estate agents window.

Settled in you own little nest, property prices can rise and fall all they like, because unless you want to sell to move to another country in which property is cheap and the way of life is entirely different it doesn’t matter. And even if you have to move for work, or any other reason if your property has gone down in value then the one you want to buy will have suffered a corresponding drop.

The era of cheap lending is over they tell us and I think the era of blindly trusting financial institutions to tie us into the most costly deal most of us will ever make should be over too. Who ever thought that lending or borrowing such vast amounts of money that even the slightest adjustment in interest rates would spell disaster would be a good idea?

The misery of negative equity and its likely progression to repossession is one of the most horrible and devastating things that could happen to a family. We’ve been greedy, we’ve gambled and lost, we’ve been short sighted. Whatever your view point and whatever the future has in store for us, perhaps it is time to appreciate our bricks and mortar for more than it’s investment value and return to a time when, in the words of the old song ‘Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home’

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