[The Weeping Angel]

This is beyond a joke. I wonder if they really are about to shift to "this is Ed Davey's moment". (Ed was a good minister, and I want him to wipe out the Tories, but given his new base, he's hardly going to be taxing Surrey to fund Grimsby).

Here's the headline they came up with today when you'd think the free school meals were enough of a story.

Free school meals extended but winter fuel changes could tax dead pensioners’ families

As one of the sane ones BTL points out, tax issues like this, with bad "optics", are nothing new. And can't we wait for the budget? I've seen even one of the better columnists say "the problem is it wasn't a clean U-turn". Well, it's certainly a problem if you keep going on about it all the time, yeah.

I mean, you think the Guardian might be happy about news like this. Maybe they're laying the groundwork for Labour's Austerity next week.

[Malcolm Armsteen]

Fuck my old brown boots. The world is in chaos, there is genocide and rising fascism and the Guardian comes up with this:

You be the judge: should my husband stop slapping food on my plate so artlessly?
Lynsey likes to see a carefully prepared dinner but husband Jim just wants speed and efficiency. You get to dish the dirt on the guilty party

My husband of 25 years, Jim, doesn’t cook often, but when he does the presentation is shocking. It’s a running joke in our household. When I cook – which is most of the time, because I enjoy it – I take time to present things properly. Everything looks orderly and is nicely arranged. But with Jim, it’s a case of just throwing everything on the plate. My meal will look as if it’s just lost a bar fight. It’s a mess.

I am usually out working late when Jim cooks, so I do really appreciate coming home to a cooked dinner. But presentation is not his forte. The peas will be in the gravy, and the sausages will be precariously placed on top of the mash and the vegetables.

I like everything to be separate on the plate so you can see what you’re eating and really enjoy it.

A paper of record...
That sound you can hear isthe corpse of CP Scott rotating.