IT'S WEDNESDAY

Tris is sick in bed, so we're afraid today's post is a collection of photographs he picked out earlier. 

Trickle up?

Well, it certainly works for some... 
and it comes with the added advantage of being able
 to call the workers scroungers... 

Yes... that's what I mean. Bet none of this lot has been down the food bank, except to open it and get a free lunch and a photo op (eh Fluffy?)

I've heard that sometimes these suits don't work
and people get horribly stung.

You are certainly making progress in that direction
But, you see, you have to get the word out that this is a broken dump
where people eat out of bins, if their town doesn't have a foodbank.
They still think the streets are paved with gold.

A visionary who was inspired at school by Charles Dickens.

Well, the answer to that is obvious.
Some people think that its wrong that it is hard to be very rich.
Obviously.

And Kez wants to move them to Glasgow?
This, of course, is just to spite the Noble Marchioness Moan, who's just
bought herself a new  balcony in London and on return to Scotland
would be plagued by insulting stuff on the internet (which of course, she can't see in England!)

Yep, that's her. And she's in the legislature.
I hope SHE doesn't "steel" anything.
It's mainly gold in there.
But clearly we can expect her to stand up for  the
Human Rights Act.

Ah, it's all in the interpretation of the figures.

I'd say, yes, I've been trying to tell people that for years.

There's no doubt about it, the Euro was a failure.
You can't have a single currency in widely differing economies.
But, you have to ask if printing money is really the answer to financial crises.

OK Jeremy, I'll try really hard not to call any of your colleagues
scroungers, shirkers or skivers.
It's hard though, because all the other adjectives I can think of for them
are a bit rude for a blog read by children.