Monday, 26 July 2010

Today is only yesterdays tomorrow









Meanwhile, 70 years ago in the Home Counties, something stirred.....


 In the meantime, Britain just sits and sits and waits and waits....

9 comments:

dickiebo said...

That looks like an interesting blog you have referenced there. Must have a read of it.

Hogday said...

Hi Dickie, I thought it was fascinating. The author is 100 years old, bless`im.

Your `guest post` promted me to post that YouTube of Buffalo Springfield.

allcoppedout said...

I fear I may have nightmares tonight about an ACPO supergroup. They will be moaning the following chorus to a background of a massed police vuvuzela marching band:

Mounds of paperwork for someone else,
Castle in Spain for me me me.
Ghost riders on the beat,
Cheaper than chips de de de de.
Keep that budget down boy, keep dat budget down.

They will call themselves 'The Saville Row Clothing Allowance', going straight in at number one, having spread the rumour that all officers in possession of a copy will not be subject to redundancy.

Blue Eyes said...

I'm impressed with the speed of change since the Reds were kicked out. I hope the end result is a very localised police service with expert functions shared without too much central bureaucracy.

Amazing link, Hogs, will give that a good read when I get the chance.

sparkcheck said...

Fascinating link! It's great to be able to go back in time and experience world events through a person who lived them.

JuliaM said...

Fantastic site!

Can anyone imaging today's generation putting up with a fraction of that sort of hardship? I certainly can't.

Hogday said...

Sparkcheck/JuliaM:
Exactly what I was thinking when I found this site. Reminded me of my parents tales of living in East London during the Blitz, waking up with the french windows lying across the bed and a workmans drill sticking through the ceiling, having been blown sky high by a German bomb. Dad laughing because Mum was sceaming "there's a Jerry on the roof", because she thought it was a machine gun being poked through.

Blue Eyes said...

Mr H,

This evening while waiting at the lights on my precarious piece of mild steel I turned to my right and saw a rather confident and cool male who looked youthful for his age astride an immaculate H-D. He was wearing a suit jacket, blue jeans and black suede loafers. I would have said hello but his body language said "who are you looking at, whippersnapper?".

I assume it was you.

Hogday said...

ROFL! No Blue, that wouldn't have been me, not dressed like that on my HD, which is rarely immaculate as I use it as a tool, not to simply sit on it and look like one :) The reason I don't ride out with the harley Owners Group is because of the wealthy poseur crowd who do stake rather a big claim. Too dangerous riding with someone who spends more time looking at their reflection in shop windows than on the road! But thanks for thinking of me ( I was at a fab family reunion in the rather more genteel suburbs of Berkhamstead).