Parmimentary visuals

Lets talk aesthetics…

Some things look good, some things look bad…

And I imagine that when trying to pass policy in the notoriously boring house of commons, aesthetics play a large role in an MP’s decision on which way to vote (if they ever actually wake from that perpetual slumber most seem to be engaged in while running the country…) if something looks nice and smart, what the heck it must be better then that other thing. For instance you will notice that Tony Blair looked particularly dapper the day they voted to go to war, and Charles Kennedy (opposing)… well…  looked rather to much like Charles Kennedy….

This would explain Nick Clegg (my friend and yours for a price) has chosen to even out his front and back benches. So now he has one of each of practically equal length (29 and 34). Before they just looked like shoddy miss-fits with their scruffy backbenchers all over the place, no-wonder Ming was thought of as bumbling old fool instead of a cunning political strategist, something that Cameron hasn’t had to deal with either.

Although it does raise questions to whether he’ll kill of the offending 5 backbenchers to create complete synergy? If he really wants to challenge the perfectly arranged Cameron he’ll have to do something   Why he didn’t just go for 31 and 31 and bludgeon the remaining I don’t know… perhaps he can’t count… *shrug*

Personally I would go for a square of MPs. If only he had 5 more Clegg could arrange them in 8 rows of 8. But that would be asking a little too much of our 3rd party me thinks…

Need some time to…

Everything just gets really busy at once these days.

I read War and Peace not to long ago, it took ages, the whole summer in-fact. But you get a little bogged down in looking up the references (flipping to the back of the book and reading about who is who and what battle this is and how significant it was and who won and and and and….)

So I decided to read it again, only more slowly and with only looking for the translations, just letting the story flow. It’s so much better this way, you get to appreciate how good a story teller/writer Tolstoy was.

I just wish i had more time to read it…. And read newspapers…. It was one of my joys last semester was to get home at 12 on a Friday and read the newspapers drinking tea with a friend. Because of timetables this year we can’t do this. I miss it more then I thought. It was the rest at the end of the week, kinda like a meditation almost, just spending quality time with a friend (even if nothing is said) is something amazing.

Bread is glorious…

Bread is amazing.

That’s something I have to say.

My project report (see previous posts) kinda took over my life and made me work into the early early hours. But I still had to get up for some ridiculously early starts.

Thus the structure of my mornings was formed; I would get up, dress (if I’d stupidly undressed), walk out the door, come back 2-3 hours later have a shower and some lunch.

But where does one fit breakfast in to this?

Bread is the answer me random erstwhile friends. Pick up a few slices on the way out! It also works in reverse, when you get back at the end of the day ~ 0-2 am ~ and you can’t be ass-ed to cook/ can’t afford a Chinese, just pick up some bread!

But make shore you have some decent bread. Whole meal is best, seeds and stuff in it, splash out on something fancy and think of the money your still saving from not eating properly! : D

And that’s why I haven’t been bloging like I should