Showing posts with label hols. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hols. Show all posts

Friday, August 14, 2009

Staycation


Doing their bit

Mr and Mrs T are heading West for a week's staycation. According to the Met Office five day forecast, they'll be enjoying "sunny intervals" - which is why they're packing their bicycle capes and waders.

Times are tough out West: as the Western Morning News says:
"RAIN-LASHED holidaymakers are considering shunning the Westcountry after the Met Office's U-turn on a "barbecue summer" forecast.

Travel firm Lastminute.com said interest in "staycation" holidays in Britain had peaked in June, when searches on its website for UK destinations surpassed those for Spain. Since July's constant rain, Spain has become the most searched holiday spot, with the UK slipping from fourth to fifth place behind Turkey, Greece and Italy."

But the Westcountry's tourism industry is reportedly worth around £5bn pa and is a vital source of local employment. In these straightened times, Mr and Mrs T are proud to be doing their bit.

So here's a suggestion - the next time Lord Rothschild invites you to holiday at his villa on Corfu, just say no. You'll enjoy yourself just as much in a caravan on Dawlish Warren Holiday Park (pic above), and you'll be able to walk tall.

Unlike all those ministers selfishly worshipping a foreign sun.

PS The broadband status of our holiday destination is unknown - posts may be sporadic to non-existent over the next week.

Monday, June 29, 2009

White Heat Holidays


Everything is perfectly under control

Humongous deficits, sterling crises, emergency budgets, tax rises, strikes, and a weak divided government headed by a delusional Prime Minister with neither plan nor credibility.

It could well describe the coming winter. But it was actually the sick man of Europe swingin’ his way through sixties.

Poolside, Tyler has been reading Dominic Sandbrook’s White Heat, a lengthy but highly readable account of Britain under the hopeless Harold Wilson. And the parallels with Brown’s Britain leap off every page.

Particularly striking are the identical failures of leadership. Faced with huge economic challenges, Wilson shirked all the tough decisions until they were forced on him by events. Short-termist in the extreme, he never admitted his failures even when they were staring him – and everyone else – in the face.

Most notoriously, when - despite constant assurances to the contrary - he was finally forced to devalue the Pound in 1967, he went on TV and ludicrously asserted that the “Pound in your pocket” had somehow not been devalued.

It’s exactly how Brown would have played it – with the exception that Wilson was a rather more convincing liar. Plus, of course, Wilson had won two elections, and could therefore claim a legitimacy Brown has never had.

Elections or not, by 1968/69 Wilson was held in utter contempt. Not only the press and the electorate despised him, but his immediate colleagues thought him a waste of space. They spent years plotting behind his back, and after his abject failure to push though trade union reform (In Place of Strife), they very nearly summoned up the courage to knife him. Except of course they didn’t – just like today’s gutless cabinet, Jenkins et al never located the requisite balls.

But the real lesson from the 1964-70 Wilson government is not for Brown and Labour. It is for Dave and George when they take the helm next May.

Because Wilson’s biggest and most disastrous failure was not to grip the economic problems on Day One.

He’d inherited from the Tories an economy that was living well beyond its means, with a wholly unsustainable current account deficit. Yet instead of implementing the necessary deflation and fiscal discipline straight away, he tinkered around the edges, hoping the problem would somehow go away. Instead, the problems simply got worse, and the financial markets (or the Gnomes of Zurich, as Wilson unwisely dismissed them) took fright.

That loss of confidence compounded our problems hugely. It meant Wilson had to go cap in hand to the Americans for successive bailouts, and was ultimately forced to impose much bigger tax increases and spending cuts than would have been necessary had he acted straight off the bat.

Dave and George must not repeat that mistake. Everyone knows Britain is again living beyond its means. Everybody knows it cannot go on. And everybody is expecting decisive action after the election.

The financial markets will not be forgiving if there’s a Wilson-style wobble. And the price we will then have to pay for Brown’s economic fiasco will be even higher.

PS Well, it’s the end of June, and Mr and Mrs T are staying in a rather nice hotel looking out over the Med. Somebody’s got to do it, and normally at this time, such a hotel would be packed with affluent Germans. Not this year. Indeed, we reckon the hotel is only a quarter full. True, Peter Stringfellow is knocking around with a young lady who is presumably his grand-daughter, but there’s no disguising the general emptiness. The staff are putting a brave face on it, but we’re concerned: for them, the Spanish economy, and everyone else who has been living too high on the hog.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Holiday Ideas



Having only just been castigated by one BOM reader for "laziness born of financial comfort" (see this post), I hesitate to mention the following: Mrs T and I are off on holiday for a week.

But while we're away, here are a couple of things that you might want to try.

First, do - please do - take a look at an excellent new website, Debt Bombshell. Not only does it tell you everything you never wanted to know about our ballooning National Debt, but it also features a scary graphic of the actual ticking debt bomb itself.

The site recommends we all write to our MPs to underline the seriousness of the situation, and demand they start pressing for action. We'll be doing exactly that on our return, and may we urge you to do likewise.

Second, please take a look at the Ministry of Truth campaign for a Prohibition of Deception Act. The idea is that any MP who makes a statement that he knows to be "misleading, false or deceptive in a material manner" gets sent down.

Now I know what you're thinking - how can we possibly have a law like that when the prisons are already full?

Not a problem - we'd simply establish a Sheriff Joe-style tent prison.

Or maybe you were wondering how we'd ever prove a politico knowingly made false statements?

Agreed, that is a little trickier: after all, even on those obviously non-existent Iraqi WMD, Bliar had probably convinced himself they did exist (because that's what salesmen do).

Which is why Tyler asked the organisers over at Minitruth how this law could ever work? They said there would be an "independent regulatory body" which would sit in judgement. Tyler immediately nominated himself and the Major as OffTruth's first permanent members.

Third, tomorrow night at 8pm you might want to tune in your cat's whisker to BBC R4. File on 4 is taking a close look at PFI, and whether by any stretch of the imagination it can possibly be giving taxpayers value for money. It should include testimony from The Bloke... assuming he hasn't been dumped on the cutting room floor of course.

PS Holiday, eh? In his defence, Tyler wishes to state that this is his first holiday in 2009, and it's only for one week, and he's only going to Bognor. Or somewhere like that, anyway. Plus, he'll carry on posting poolside. Plus he'll mortify his flesh in some way. He'll maintain his integrity somehow. Promise.