Shhhhhh….. listen… can you hear that sound.? The slight buzzing of annoyance and general pissed offness (ooh another new word one thinks).? Thats the sound of a rant attempting to BURST out of me…. its coming.!!
*BLAMMM*
I have just read that our beloved council (which I am sure should have a capital letter but as I always think of capital punishment when I hear that phrase then maybe its a good idea I don’t carry on in that vein (again) 
) where was I… oh beloved council *grinds teeth* have managed to contemplate the idea of letting a company loose on the Tropicana (an outdoor fun pool that has been closed and derelict for a decade, leaving the only pool in Weston as Hutton Moor which is always bleedin’ closed for some chuffing Gala or bollocks like that) and the plan for the Tropicana doesn’t include a pool of any kind. A cinema, a hotel and other rubbish… oh good a hotel. So we get hundreds more grockles in the town but they still have eff all to do on a wet summers day (or any day to be honest cos there is really bugger all to do here unless you enjoy the endless gambling on the pier, urinating on drunk people and kicking seven shades of hell out of the so called police force around here (if lights continue to flash then another rant may be on its way!!)). Its mind boggling to imagine that the council, which may have an enforced typo involving the “C” word from here on, could even dare think of losing the one thing that would make Weston a little more fun again… Stupidity at its best.!!
*siren sounds* *two red lights flash* *barriers lower*
And another thing… we had an incident at work the other day. Something involving a skin head, a pitbull and a heavy object almost being thrown at our Manageress. We called the police and they rushed round…… quarter of an hour later. Cheers lads. Well done. We really pay our taxes to keep you lot of nonces in leather undies and cardies don’t we. Worse thing was that they really didn’t seem to care and just took vague details. I used to have respect for the police. Now I couldn’t give a toss. Pointy headed tossers.
*sound of loud diesel engine and woooshing air* *barriers lift*
I am really glad I got that out of my system. Now I have room for tea and maybe a little torture too.
You want salt and vinegar mate.? Cheers. What can I get ya love.?