Saturday 30 August 2008

Complaints, Complaints!

Well, after such a short and somewhat undistinguished blogging career I am a little disappointed to have to speak today about a complaint received.

I'm a little saddened that it isn't from a media watch dog, the ghost of Mary Whitehouse, or some other disgruntled cheesed off Internet surfer who has come across my blog. It's off my big brother, wanting to know why I haven't updated the blog for so long!

I suppose I should take it as a compliment, but it just reminds me how crap I am at updating this albatross around my neck!

I suppose I could say how busy I am, young eddy is now 10 weeks old and going great (if a little bit ginger) and Wilf is, well a handful as any two year old can be, and in my new job - again all going well if a little tiring.

I could even blame it on lack of inspiration, but with the media as bonkers as ever, the politicians doing a shocking job at governing, and City in a ever more ludicrous situations that even Perry and Croft couldn't have thought up.

The fact is I'm just a bit lazy really. I think I may have even touched on this subject previously about my inability to stick at a task. Oh well, I'll blame it on the genes.

Or the incessant kids TV I'm watching at the moment.

Disney Cars, over and over again... endless requests for Ben 10, having to sit through "Kiddo" (A very cheap/poor/ Disney Cars copy) or watching series after series of Fireman Sam.

Now I really don't like to complain about kids TV - especially in a Daily Mail outrage kind of way about modern programmes, but I cannot help but feel that Fireman Sam asks more questions about our emergency services and communities as a whole than it answers.
In the original series from the mid eighties, Sam is a bit of an eccentric inventor, and safety certainly comes second to adventure. What the fire brigade actually get up to can at times be dubious, including a call out for a ball stuck on a roof. Is this really a proper use of ratepayers money?
After a break of 10 years or so Fireman Sam returned in 2003 and under, dare I say, the nanny state of New labour, was a quite a different prospect. The Health and safety executives have clearly gotten hold of the scripts.
Nothing is to be done without a fully trained Fireman, and any comparisons to Tarzan are quickly quashed.
I'm not sure if Sam cleaning up his act is anything to do with him now being used as the official fire brigade safety spokesman?
But having taken over from Wellyphant he didn't really have a very hard job to follow.
I'll sign off now with a single conclusion from watching episode after episode of fire and mayhem in Sam's village of Pontypandy.
What must the insurance premiums be like?