The Day Democracy Died #Brexit

Well, I have to say I’m not all that shocked that the (vested interest in the EU) Supreme Court clowns blocked Article 50 being triggered.

I think this will go down in history as the day the posh minority killed Democracy in the UK. Moan all you like about Trump, about the Brexit vote last year, about Cameron and his resignation, but this, this is the biggest slap in the face to the people this country has seen.

How dare the likes of Gina Miller, herself an immigrant to this country, and Richard Branson (so much for his hippie image, eh?) say that the 52% of us who voted, as is our Democratic right up until now, are wrong.

They suggest the Government should discuss whether we leave or not.

Erm, guys, they kinda already did? Or did you miss that whilst you were drinking cocktails and sunning yourself on Necker (tax dodge) Island?

The fact that the previous Government discussed giving the British people the right to a Referendum, and we then had that Referendum,  speaks for itself.

That the Government DEMOCRATICALLY voted to allow us to DEMOCRATICALLY say yes or no to Europe should be enough.

But clearly, these self centred, self interested toe rags, felt so shocked when they didn’t straight off get their own way as usual and have us all do as we’re told by them, and vote remain stung quite a lot more than usual.

How dare us oiks who are usually up to nothing more in their eyes than cleaning their cars and washing their clothes vote the opposite to them. We’re clearly all thick and should know our place.

(<<Insert sarcasm emoji here>>).

What makes me really sick here is that no doubt some of those 52% are people who had a vote for the first time, either due to age or due to being apathetic on politics and feeling, quite rightly, that no matter what way they voted previously, not being privileged or highly educated or being a homeowner or unemployed or disabled meant their voice was pretty much ignored by either side.

The fact they actually turned out to vote, and yes, I don’t doubt that some people voted Leave as a giant Fuck You to the government and what they see as Europe using us a free supply of cash, of seeing jobs and trades and factories close to be outsourced, of our right to be British being shit on from a great height, and of the lack of respect the EU showed any of our Elected representatives, but so what?

They voted. The majority said let’s get the hell outta here, let’s claw back our self respect, our industry, our ability to join the world stage.

THAT, THAT MATTERS.

I’ve seen people liken Gina Miller to Thatcher- as if that’s a great compliment- calling her the “Iron Lady” (erm, is it wrong to suggest that the only way you could call her that is if you mean she’s now an unelected busybody overruling the will of the people after an elected government gave them the right to vote, and thus we’d like a giant ten tonne Iron to drop on her?)

What we now face is far more uncertain times than the shocker of the Leave side winning. We don’t know what’s next if the Government decides to back down and remain in the EU.

For starters, Theresa May made it clear she would be forced to call an Election.

Would anyone really think we would vote for the Tories whose leaders firstly felt Remain was a surefire winner, and then who had so little klout that Branson and his twats could pay for a Supreme Court appeal to block without a pointless Government vote?

Nope.

Labour could hold the key to the Trigger being pulled, being that most of them hold seats in Brexit vote strongholds.Yet, that’s not certain either. With Corbyn voicing that the will of the people should be upheld, and what remains of the Blairites and their anti Corbyn feeling within the party still swirling, no one can be sure that Labour will do what’s right.

So what next? Farage? Britain First? Do we really want to go down the Fascism route?

No, we don’t.

But, by ignoring the majority, many of whom are already disillusioned and wondering whether their voice counts for anything, this utterly disgusting disregard from the Supreme Court just paves a path for utter tools to rise up.

I voted Brexit last year and I stand by it to this day.

And I have just as much right in a Democracy to do so.

I ask you who feel that Gina Miller, Branson and the Supreme Court have done you a favour- go look at Dictatorships around the world, where the will of the people is stamped on, and everything we have fought for to keep sacred is just a dream to them.

See if you like the current climate in North Korea? Afghanistan? Russia?

Leaders like Mugabe, Kim Jong-Un and Putin?

Not keen?

Then tell your elected individuals to see sense and uphold Democracy.

God knows what will happen if we don’t.

 

 

CAMP BESTIVAL UPDATE! Friday Headliner and Acts Announced!

Oohhh it was a good morning this morning.

This morning at 7.30am Camp Bestival finally revealed a few details about who will be appearing next year as part of their “Popstars and Rockstars” theme.

It certainly didn’t disappoint either!

First up, the all important Friday Headliner, and Mark Ronson shall be kicking off the list in style.

I like Mark, he’s played before although not when I’ve been before, and I love his Version album. Littlest is quite chuffed too as he loves Uptown Funk.

For the kids, the cast from the hit musical School of Rock will be joining the Castle Stage daytime must see acts. This is an exclusive to Camp Bestival only appearance, and as someone who liked the Jack Black film I will definitely be checking it out.

As a nineties kid, I am happy to see All Saints will be performing- I loved their debut album and may have rather embarrassingly been in a school based tribute group to them back in the day (cringe). I’m starting to think one of my day costumes for the theme may have to be a white vest top, khaki cargo trousers at least two sizes too big, and a big pair of desert boots!

The usual gang are there too, Dick n Dom will be shouting bogies everywhere and this year will be taking over the decks for a no doubt hilarious take on the late night Silent Disco. For the pre-schoolers, the stage area will be rammed for Mr Tumble, and DJ BBQ is back leading the Feast Collective too.

If Soundsystems are more your deal, be sure to see David Rodigan, and ravers bring your glow sticks and white gloves for Rave pioneers Raindance.

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Leftfield are causing me much excitement as I can just imagine how much the bass from the hits from Leftism are going to vibrate through the revellers when they take to the stage!

Finally I want to personally send out a request to Holly Johnson (of Frankie Goes to Hollywood infamy) to perform The Power of Love when he graces the stage. Love that song!

All in all, a great start to what will surely be an amazing line up from the Camp Bestival gang!

Early Bird ticket sales END TOMORROW so get in there now and buy yourself a very nice Christmas present! Go to www.campbestival.net 

And if you missed my Camp Bestival set on Radioactive FM, you can listen again by visiting the website

Mini and the Christmas List of Hilarity

Ah, Mini.

God love her.

If one day my daughter is not rich and famous I shall be very surprised. Looking at her Christmas list, which appeared as if by magic overnight on the fridge door, she’ll need a considerable amount of wealth.

Mini went off, with Littlest, to her Aunt’s house this weekend. They had a great time, seeing the panto and feeding swans over in Windsor, and it meant a nice bit of peace for us too.

So, I was quite surprised that, having been here over this weekend from 3.30 on Sunday, she had time to put together her list of must haves.

They are, as follows, in the order in which she put them (spelling mistakes are her own)

  • New Ballet Costume

Now, this I could see coming. I have to mention straight away that Mini does not have ballet lessons, as you would assume from the item being on the list. No, Mini is entirely “self taught”. She is never happier than when “doing her ballet” as a “performance” to whatever musical medium we are playing at the time. Be it Funky House or prog rock, she is quite happy to jump and spin round the dining room.

  • Temple of Air Jitsu Lego

Mini has become a massive fan of Ninjago, a Lego TV tie in about Ninja’s looking for some such nonsense or other. It started off as something Littlest liked and through the process of him watching this or Pokemon during the school holidays she got into it too. I like Lego toys, I had a selection as a kid, back when it was either a decent box of different coloured bricks, or Lego City which was more expensive. I had the former cheaper option but enjoyed making houses and penguins from it throughout the holidays.  The set that Mini (and Littlest) wants though is way over the £150 mark. Ridiculous. That and it will cause arguments as they won’t be able to work out how to set it up, and then bits will be lost too.

  • Dolls House Furniture
  • The Game of Life

No idea why she wants this, it’s like she read my Christmas list between 1988 and 1993. I’m not even sure they still advertise it?

  • Treehouse

We have no tree in our garden, or at least none whereby you could put a treehouse in it, we have a big old wobbly fir tree but it’s a) not ours and b) wobbly. I blame the Simpsons for this list item.

  • Books
  • Chalk

No idea why she wants chalk? We have a bucket in the kitchen of it. She has forgotten I bought it.

  • Clothes and Shoes

In Mini speak, this means “please may I have 95% of the current offering across the girl’s department of Primark and H&M”?

  • Stuff from Lush

She is still driving me crackers on the whole pinching my bath stuff, my make up and my perfume. She forgets she is 9 going on 10, not 18. See also the make up listed further down.

  • My ears pierced

Not a chance. There is more chance of her getting that bloody Lego set for £150 than there is her getting those done. I still think she’s too young, and anyway, they are banned outright at her school.

  • Make up
  • pencil case
  • Staitionary (written as she per her list)
  • A handwriting pen

This one is down to her getting enough Golden Handwriting tickets to mean she gets a Berol red Handwriting pen. She has been after one since September, and has joined 14 others in her class who have won one.

  • Pads of paper
  • a laptop and phone

Ha! No chance Mini. She had a very nice Nokia Lumia. Which she broke, having an argument over putting it away to do her homework and basically throwing it in a fit of angst at her dad, who promptly didn’t catch it and thus, crash. As for laptop, mine is getting a big black line across the screen from dead pixels, so she’ll get one when I get one (in about two years by my usual reckoning)

  • Colouring books
  • Money

The last bit of her list is the most hilarious. She starts off with £45 written with a crossed out line through it. She then put “£100 would be nice”.

As I said, I hope she’s rich when she’s older, because if I buy her everything on her list between now and when she leaves home, I shall be broke and in need of a loan from her!

We’re yet to have a formal list of wants from Littlest yet, but all he’s mentioned so far is Pokemon, Ninjago and Beast Quest books, so will be a happy chappy with those.

When I was a kid, I was much more reserved, although I do recall taking a felt tip pen to the Argos catalogue. I think I knew though that however many times I hopefully circled a Mr Freeze maker or a Yellow Teapot family, I wouldn’t be getting them. I certainly didn’t ask for make up or money until I was well into my mid teens.

9 is clearly the new 14 if my tween is anything to go by.

What is on your kids lists this year? Let me know in the comments.

And remember to tune in to www.radioactivefm.co.uk on Wednesday between 12-2pm (UK time) for Lunchtime Live, where this week I want to know what your favourite Kids Tv Theme tune was. You can join in using the hashtag #RadioactivefmUK or by following me on twitter @TheLazyGirlBlog or @Radioactive_fm

#CampBestival 2017: Next Year’s Theme, and My Costume Picks

It’s been a few months now since the heady, hot days of fun we had as a family at this year’s Space Themed Camp Bestival (and you can still read our write up here) , and this week saw the announcement of next year’s theme.

I do love the thought that goes into each and every detail of Camp Bestival, so I’m sure lots of time was spent by Rob, Josie and the team picking through the countless suggestions and possibles.

Next year is, of course, Camp Bestival’s Tenth Birthday celebration, so I think there is even more to come from the team behind the multi award winning festival.

So, if you’ve yet to find out the theme, it’s

POPSTARS AND ROCKSTARS!!!

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Image courtesy of Camp Bestival @CampBestival

Ohhhh the possibilities people, the possibilities are endless for next year!

First up, there are so many decades to choose from, do you go as a 50’s Rockabilly, or a 60’s Psychedelic Prog Rocker? How about a 70’s Disco Diva, or an 80’s New Romantic? And what about punks?

Blimey, even Elvis offers several different varieties to himself, as do the Beatles!

Mini has already decided she’s going to pay homage to Perrie of Little Mix fame in a cartoon dress (I did try and persuade her to go as Amy Winehouse but she wasn’t having any of it). Littlest wants to go as either Lukas Graham or David Bowie (I’m hoping he goes more for Bowie), and I’m feeling an 80’s Madonna during the Material Girl era.

As for Elder, he’s considering going as Mama Cass from the Mama’s and Pappa’s.           Yes, really.

There are so many different rock and pop celebs past and present to go for, there are sure to be countless incarnations of Freddie Mercury, Kylie Minogue, Prince, Michael Jackson, Bowie and Adam Ant amongst others.

In tribute, Lunchtime Live will be having a Camp Bestival special show on Wednesday from 12-2pm UK time. The music will be some of my top picks from past Camp Bestivals, and our topic is “what would YOU choose for the theme?” I also would love your fave Camp Bestival memories to read out too!

You can listen live over on Radioactive FM UK or tune in again over on my Hear This page.

What do you think of the theme? Are you coming along? Who would you love to see play next year?

Comments are open or find me on Twitter!

And if you want to come along, tickets can be bought from the Camp Bestival website

 

Elder and His Endeavors to Chav Our House Up This Christmas….

For goodness sake. Does anyone wish to adopt Elder? He comes with a vast quantity of Christmas lights and trainers.

I kind of have to take some of the credit/blame, depending on your viewpoint of Blackpool Illuminations strength Christmas lights  on residential houses.

Our neighborhood is pretty cool and we all seem to love a bit of paying things forwards and Freecycling. But recently, Freecycle seems to be taken up with some right tat from the rest of the area. And our town is small by comparison to the rest and gets lost in the scheme of things.

One of the clever ladies at school decided to set up a swap/borrow/free group on Facebook, which has for the most part consisted of us Mums going into school with bags of unwanted coats, kitchen stuff and other such stuff to swap or give to another Mum. It’s lovely actually, on the same day as one Mum was given two of Mini’s hardly worn but sadly grown out of coats, I became the proud of owner of a canvas picture I had wanted for ages that someone else had no room for.

There are members outside of school too, and a lady advertised that she had some outdoor Christmas lights she no longer wanted, and I asked for them.

I possibly should have checked how many there were, being that we don’t have that much space on the front of our house and her home is one of the one’s I look at on the bus and think that when I win the lottery I may consider buying.

Elder went off to grab what I thought was two small lights, only to find there were literally boxes of the things, all in good condition, and the lovely lady offered to drop the rest off for us.

So, yes, in essence, I am complicit in having aided his new idea to chav the house up.

My idea though is to further pay it forward and offer some to other Mum’s I chat with at school, and luckily one such Mum is very happy to partake in the general Christmas spirit of increasing one’s electricity bill to astronomical levels and annoy the neighbours in one hit.

Elder though can see no issue with our lack of outside wall space. He points out we have wall space inside the house we can put them up in. Inside.

I can now foresee lights of the strength that I shall spend the entirety of December with a migraine.

His particular fave is apparently going to go above the decks.

(Insert slightly concerned face here)

He also likes the idea that we have what every street has- a miserable sod- and who complained bitterly about the fireworks that went off at the local men’s club on the corner at the weekend. He feels it is his duty to give the silly old bugger something to whinge about with our light show.

As I said, would anyone like to adopt him for Christmas please?

I would add that when we first met, the first Christmas we properly spent together (our first was spent with him eating Chicken by himself and me at my parent’s for the last time ever), he didn’t want so much as a piece of tinsel up in his flat until I persuaded him after a party on Christmas Eve.

I shall no longer just be broke down to the levels of overpriced tat my children want and which I shall no doubt give in and buy, but also by the bill I shall receive in January for having a mini light show inside and outside my house.

If you can see a strange light in the sky come December and wonder what it is in the Southeast, it’s just my house lighting up the sky and annoying miserable old gits county wide….

 

Speaking of Christmas, that was the very first topic at my new Lunchtime Live with LazyGirlUK radio show over on Radioactive FM.

If you missed it, you can listen again at my Hear This page or at the Radioactive FM site, and you can listen to the tracks separately at my Spotify Playlist

I’m back next week, 12pm-2pm UK time and will let you know next week’s discussion topic soon. You can request mentions and songs via the hashtag #RadioactivefmUK or by tweeting to @radioactive_fm

All That Glitters, And Why The Internet Has Gone TOO Far.

The end is nigh people, the end is freaking nigh. I am calling it now, heard it here first, the internet has gone Too.Bloody. Far.

I logged into Facebook this morning, nothing unusual there, I grant you, and scrolled through my feed.

I tend to be up an hour before the rest of my household, as I like to have that golden hour of peace before the kids get up (and one of them, inevitably, will wake up in a foul mood- this morning it was Mini) and I have to run round like a madwoman until they’re safely ensconced in school and I can sit down quietly after 9am.

There is always some daft story or other on the old Facebook feed, usually courtesy of Lad Bible or Buzzfeed.

However, this link was too much. It has gone too far. And now the net needs to be stopped, or go back to the very early days of dial up and no daft social media bar Bebo and questionable MySpace pages.

Etsy.

Etsy is something which I have heard of, I have seen over priced tat being pro-offered on top lists of must haves for people who love hedgehogs on Buzzfeed. I’ve never knowingly bought anything which is actually for sale on Etsy, usually as the tat I’ve seen online is usually available cheaper elsewhere anyway.

I understand you can get all manner of “out there” stuff on Etsy though. Its like one of those outsider arts and crafts things that Maidenhead council uses when shops naff off, but with the added bonus of not having to leave the house.

Yet now, some bright spark, using what can only be described as a weird sense of what its OK to invent and thus sell to other weird people  has invented the most pointless, ridiculous and damn right rank thing I’ve ever clapped eyes on.

Tablets.

Tablets, with glitter inside.

Tablets, with glitter inside, that mean you can poop glitter.

For shits sake.

I have no issue with people weird enough to fulfill some Disney like fantasy of crapping out glitter dumps. Really, I don’t.

I don’t strictly get it and have to wonder why they can’t just be amused playing Candy Crush or reading a shampoo bottle like the rest of us.

But what, pray tell, does one do once one has glitter bombed in the pan?

Is the buyer going to ask the family in to view their shiny turds?  What would be the point otherwise of spending money on these?

Possibly the most worrying aspect is they are advertised as a great buy for Christmas. Are we expected to decorate the tree with it? Or sing Christmas carols round the toilet? Not since Mr Skanky The Christmas Poo from South Park went to number one have I ever seen such a strange Christmas tie in.

The mind truly boggles.

It boggles further when you find out they cost close to a fiver a tablet. As joke gifts go, it’s pretty bloody hefty of price tag.

I would worry about what happens once you ingest these and they obviously unleash glitter in your innards. I can’t see the glitter settling well, and what about the toxins from the plastic and dye?

Can we just please stop now Internet. Please?

I’m all for social media, for talking to folks, hell I love the net so much I’m getting my own online radio show at Radioactive FM UK very soon.

But glittery Christmas shit?

I guess you can polish a turd after all…..