Carry On Gemma

So I wrote last week about Greg Wallace and this week we have John Torode saying complaints about him using racist language were upheld. The BBC then sacked him.  Fine. Then we have the reports saying he was just singing along with a song that had the N**** word in it.  Well, I have no issue with that because it a lyric in a song.   Oh wait, there is  an issue with that because he's not black. It's still a lyric in a song though and John Torode can sing it like I can, if I want (I don't because that isn't my music). So, I felt like sticking up for him at that point. Yet it seems he's used it to another member of staff and it's one of nine complaints upheld against him. Yet again, the BBC.

 One of my favourite things about my weekly trips to Tesco in the last few weeks has been the air conditioning.  I have a few physical problems at the moment and being in there with the air con and being able to sit on a bench inside the store and pack my bags in the cool air has helped me a lot in recent weeks.  I'm not the only one who uses these benches, elderly and infirm, people waiting on someone else, people just taking a moment after shopping before they have to go home and unpack it all and put it away. Friday morning I trot to my Tesco supermarket for my shop.  I wasn't in the mood for it today, too hot, too much else going on.  However, the air con chilled me out (ha) so I dragged myself around with my trolley and shopping list and went to the checkout and piled my shopping onto the travelator.  I waited because the man in front of me was taking his time fluffing out his bags for life. I'd have had patience if he had been elderly or in need of so...

I don't really consider mental health as any sort of excuse for committing a crime.  I have suffered poor mental health for over twenty years and I have never used it as an excuse for anything, never mind trying to push away allegations of being a dirty bastard by saying I'm autistic.  Yet this is exactly what Gregg Wallace is trying to do now. Now that the BBC no longer wants to fund him because of his behaviour, he's blaming it on being autistic.  As if he thinks that thousands of autistic people are going to come out and say 'yes Gregg, we forgive you because being autistic is an excuse for being a pervy bastard.' It is not.  And neither is any form of mental health he might want to come up with.  He is a "wrong'un" and that terminology crosses all dialectics across the UK.   This guy has tried to turn his perverted behaviour into something that he thinks should be considered normal because he said he couldn't wear tight underwear.  I'm not ...

Now, before you start off thinking that you've come across a debauchery site I can assure you, you have not.   You've come across me and my disdain about charities begging for help.  This disdain doesn't extend to all charities.  Every local charity needs your help and you should do that.  You should buy the raffle tickets or donate the prizes and help all local people make their lives better. My ire is charities like Unicef. The absolute charity muggers I absolutely drew the line at donating to them a long time ago.  At first it was because they paid their CEO's too much compared to what people needed.   Now it's just because I won't be told by overpaid millionaires how to spend my average monthly salary,  Let's take SoccerAid as an example. Lots of ex-players and celebs running around, England v The rest of the world with millionaires standing by in the breaks to tell the viewers to donate £20, £30, £40 by texting the amount to a number....

Back in 2016 I rented a wonderful 2 bed flat for £695 PCM with a deposit of £695.  It was part furnished with cheap IKEA sofas (no fire regs on them though), a rickety dining table and four chairs and two single beds in the back bedroom.  In the main bedroom I asked them to remove the Ikea bed and mattress there as I brought my own. They got people to remove the bed and then I had to point out that I didn't want the old stained mattress either and why wouldn't they have just removed it? They provided wardrobes, bedside drawers and two chests of drawers. I put in a new double bed, new corner sofa (well, bought from my pal who had hardy used it), desk and chair, a new bookshelf and new lamps, uplighters and bedside lamps.  I put in a lot of work to that flat.   Then I had to leave it, three years after I moved in.  I could only take simple things like TV, PC, etc.  I couldn't take my bigger assets and they were left with the owner.  I tried to get t...

 My dad went for some blood tests recently and they came back normal.  Then he had to repeat them and some came back not normal and those were for his prostate.  He'd had an episode where he had needed a pee in the house and not made it.  The doctor has pointed out it could just be a bladder infection that the blood tests wouldn't pick up on.  In fact, this appears to be fairly common.  He told me on Friday.  He started off with a quip about wanting his parents picture visible to him in death.  Then went on to say he'd been thinking about it since the doctor had mentioned it. The doctor pointing out that it might just be a bladder infection doesn't phase me, neither does him preparing my dad for something worse.  My dad isn't an idiot and he knows what men his age can end up suffering from.   I'm okay, I'm robust.  I always have been and have to be since my sister took a back seat running down south in the pandemic and not comi...