A Far Fetched Resolution

I’ll tell you what happens with impossible promises. You start with far-fetched resolutions. They are then pickled into a rigid dogma, a code, you go through the years sticking to that, out-dated, misplaced, irrelevant to the real needs, and you end up in the grotesque chaos of a Labour council, a Labour council hiring taxis to scuttle round the city handing out redundancy notices to its own workers. I’ll tell you.. You can’t play politics with people’s jobs and with people’s services.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Raining Cats & Superlambananas

Spent a few days in Liverpool where I succeeded in doing only marginally less work than I have been doing here in Oxford - and an awful lot less than is absolutely necessary to make finals anything other than a complete stab in the dark.

Anyway, aside from seeing the finest moggy on the planet (see photo) .....

...the dearly beloved lady of Leeds came to visit. It's testament to the rebirth of Britain's cities under Labour that she was able to comment, on seeing the (UNESCO World Heritage Site) Albert Dock and waterfront, "Oh my god, I thought Liverpool was skanky like Manchester, but it's not". Which I think says it all.

And that was before we made the pilgrimage to the truly greatest piece of public art anywhere in the word. Ever. Anywhere. The Superlambanana. It's a comment on genetic modification. And the trading history of Liverpool. But mainly it's half lamb, half banana, all yellow.

9 Comments:

  • At 6:40 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Whatever it is, it's scary...

     
  • At 7:43 pm, Blogger Pickles said…

    nooooo...

    It's delightful.

    It's now sited at Tithebarn street near Liverpool John Moores university. It's the best.

     
  • At 1:09 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I don't like it. You'd never see such rubbish down south.

     
  • At 2:29 pm, Blogger Pickles said…

    no - because in gilligham there's no civic pride. It's what comes from being in Kent.

     
  • At 7:31 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    This is untrue. We have civic pride but don't feel the need to fuse farm animals and fruit in a sculpture. Still, at least the sight of a piece of modern art helps the people of Liverpool get over the frequent loss of their car stereos.

     
  • At 11:28 am, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    You claim Liverpool is better than Manchester ... then stick up a picture of a GM lamb with a giant banana growing out of its ass? What nonsense is this, man?!

    Nice cat, though. :)

     
  • At 1:17 pm, Blogger Pickles said…

    it is becoming increasingly clear that nobody who isn't scouse hasn't got taste.

    or any morals.

    or any class.

     
  • At 8:45 am, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Was that a triple-negative?

     
  • At 6:27 pm, Blogger Pickles said…

    It was totally confused babble I'm afraid.

    It basically amounts to

    Scouseland = Good

    Kent = Bad

    Everywhere else = Not as good as scouseland and almost as bad as Kent

     

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