A chunk of love!

Stop spending!

A few weeks ago, I was the hapless victim of a radio programme exploring the fiery rows between couples over money. The programme naturally had a ‘relationship expert’ in tow (no doubt with a couple of divorces under her belt just to give her that edge of authority) to ‘help’ overcome disputes over who spends what in a relationship.

Well, a woman phoned in, beside herself with anxiety and about to suffer a nervous breakdown it seemed, because her old man apparently spent too much money on various techy gadgets. They were all over the house, this poor soul moaned. Her world was falling apart, what was she to do?

The ‘expert’, being under starters orders ‘an all, started umming amd ahhing with an empathy that would have shamed Mother Teresa on a good day, before delivering her expert verdict.

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” she oozed with sickening niceness (a Guardian reader too, no doubt about it). “A tactful approach is needed here,

 I think. Why not try suggesting to your husband that maybe some decluttering of the house might be in order and that perhaps he doesn’t actually need all these things. You know, don’t upset him by being too blunt, you don’t want to be seen as being too controlling. Just try and be a bit subtle about it. Marriage is all about understanding and respecting one another, you see.”

Controlling? God help us. What planet are these people on? If I was blowing too much money the missus would barge into my study, bank statement in hand and exploding with the words, “Right chum, that’s it! Anymore spending and it’s the spare room for the next month!!

Subtlety? Understanding? Forget it.

That’s real marriage for you……with a bit of love thrown in along the way, of course. Hold on, a chunk of love ‘would be more appropriate!” 

‘Welsh writing sucks’ – not my quote!

Wales Book Of The Year authors sell as little as 20 copies a year – according to Nielsen, the top literary sales institution for book selling.

What have I been saying for the past six years?

Its a bloody disgrace and the whole lot (eg Literature Wales which receives 1.4 million of tax payers’ money to set up the Wales Book Of The Year) should be shoved into a skip along with their wannabee authors!

If you want write, don’t expect the taxpayer to pay for it.

Equality – as if we haven’t heard enough of it!

There’s all this fuss going on in the media (and social media!) about this equality of women. All I can say is that I’ve recruited more women than men. There we are, I’m a feminist now! What on earth this might be I just don’t know – maybe someone in the press can advise me.

So there you have it, Ruck is on the side of women. So what’s all this bleating about anyway?

Every time you pick up a newspaper, every time you watch the television, there it is: Equality of women. I really am getting fed up with it and no doubt you are too. In the days when I used to work for a living, I was often sitting in judgement on an interview panel. Men, women and all sorts. There were the bright and attractive types and so on. All I used to do was look at the CV (I used to ignore the academic achievements, everybody’s got a degree these days), look at the person and see how she/he would answer my particularly awkward questions – it was a right royal interrogation! And do you what the answer would invariably be? The women were sharper than the men. They were more conscientious and reliable……well, they didn’t go boozing on a Friday night. Yes, yes I know this last point could be subject ‘to negotiation’!

All in all, I preferred women to men. They made exceptional employees.

And have you seen all this ‘What to say at an interview’ on the recruitment adverts? If I was recruiting again and someone came up with this garbage, they would be out of the door sharpish. The internet playing havoc again – I know I’m an old soak but something has to be said.

As I’ve said many times before, the chains have rotted away on the railings. Equality is here to stay and quite right too – apart from the child bearing element! No-one can do anything about the biological process, so be it. I wouldn’t like to carry a child in my tummy, so praise to be to women I say!

Hang on here, the equality brigade might want men to have the babies. Fat chance!