pros, porn and politicians

I think that the kind of sequence of feelings that you typically have is the why, you want to understand-but we don’t know why. And then you go to the “Why me? Why my son?” and then you have the, the phase where you go through the guilt-“Have I done something wrong?” and then you want to do something-and then eventually you realise that there is not so much you can do as a parent, and the only thing you can do is to be there for him.

If I could go back in time it would be to the moment I started a family. I remember vividly when our first boy was born. Miriam was fast asleep and I was sitting with little Antonio on my chest, just breathing. I remember thinking, oh! Now I finally know why I’m here. Now I know what the point of existence is. It gave my life a sense of meaning and purpose it just hadn’t had until that point. It’s a completely transformative moment and by far the happiest in my life.

Tory leader David Cameron proved he really is a man who can deliver in an emergency as he (and his daughter) were drafted in by a worried farmer to help with an ewe struggling to give birth to two lambs. And he even volunteered for the task of pulling out the lamb’s legs himself, saying he had smaller hands than the farmer…“We had to push the first lamb’s legs back in again and I couldn’t do it on my own.  David rang me to see if they had been born yet, and I said "Well they’re actually being born right now.” He came straight over with his three-year-old daughter Nancy to help.  Nancy waited outside, but when the two lambs were born she came in and held them.“ Sadly, one of the lambs died later but the survivor, who is destined to become a stud ram, has been called David after the man who helped save him.

Morning on Mars

People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers”  your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am. 

I remember one of the first cars I was put into, I suddenly looked up and there were all these ink marks on the ceiling. And I said to the stern-faced police officers who were driving, “What’s this?”. And they sort of shuffled a bit uncomfortably and they said, “Well, sir, that’s the previous Prime Minister”. I said, “What? Gordon Brown?!”. Apparently he used to gesticulate. So my early days in government were basically under the kind of Banksy stuff of Gordon Brown. Gordon Brown’s graffiti was basically my introduction to government.

So I was writing a small paper in Microsoft Word and the program suddenly crashed (I saved a couple minutes before, thank god) and I get this message in the corner of my screen two seconds afterward