I honestly was going to start doing a round up of good blog postings, news stories or just things that took my fancy on the internet before Jennie started her brilliant "The Blood is the Life" feature. I know you're not going to believe me but, well, meh!
I don't know how often I'll do it, and it'll all be very relaxed, but I realised I had to start today with these two posts that tugged at my heartstrings.
Firstly, the lovely peat worrier points out what an illiberal lot we Scots can be.
Secondly, Vagina Dentata reminds us about the double standards around swearing. There is no greater example of this than my own lovely husband. He worked down the pit, for heaven's sake, for the best part of a quarter of a century. This is not an environment where the epithets will be combined to "oh bother" or "heavens to betsy". However, should I emit even the mildest swear word, he will raise an eyebrow. You would think he would have learned after all this time that that wasn't going to work. My language is not always the best in the world and sometimes I'm not conscious of it. It was when my young baby daughter came out with "it's pissing down with rain" one day (she learned to talk very young - can't imagine where she got that from) that I thought I would have to moderate my language round her.
This is what I was worried about with this feature - I could easily have made a post out of that itself. Will have to learn brevity.
Anyway, elsewhere on the lovely interwebby:
Kelvin has been featured in several newspapers, and quite right too. I like the angle he has on equal marriage as being a devolution one.
I will do some sort of pennance later for linking to bloody Tom Harris again especially as he brought out the worst in me the other night when he reminded us on Twitter that the Katie Price interview with Piers Morgan was on. I know I shouldn't have, but I did switch over. The shame..... Anyway, to add to the other health issues I've been having, I had an ear infection a couple of months ago. It was really sore and no amount of pain relief, or swearing for that matter, helped. The thought of a wee boy going through that sort of pain is horrid. Tom's wife Carolyn, who is lovely, is looking for tips on how to prevent ear infections in young kids and of alternative treatments to antibiotics. I haven't a clue really, but I know that some of you reading this will have some useful suggestions, so please help out if you can.
And to make you smile, Mark, the man who showed us that MPs in safer seats were more likely to play fast and loose with their expenses, shows us that he has a future in satirical sketch writing.