Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Only fit for the Knacker's yard

So the British parliament is one step closer to triggering Brexit.

I rather have the feeling they will do what they usually do and end up half in and half out.
They made a mess up over metric. I use Imperial weights and measures when speaking or writing English and metric with French. Reading British journalists trying to use metric is laughable.

I am against the breakup of the United Kingdom but Theresa May sounds utterly condescending towards the Scots and I’m quite sure that all the non English parts of the UK don’t want to be dragged down with the English conservative party.

In fact I feel May is turning into a “cheap and nasty” version of Thatcher. Cheap & nasty being a favourite expression of my no doubt long dead former art teacher.

The French of course have their own problems. Not being allowed to vote here (nor in the UK either of course) I can have no say.

It is more than probable that in this internet age old style politicians have had their day and will be put out to pasture.

I think I prefer the expression “sent to the knacker’s yard”, and for those unfamiliar with it, I include the following explanation.

Area of a slaughterhouse where animal carcasses unfit for human consumption are rendered into useful materials such as glue.

As an English colloquial expression, it is used to describe a person or object that is spent beyond all reasonable use, as in "He is only fit for the knacker's yard".


  1. Oh good heavens as I sit here in Nassau (on a contract fortunately) I read that you were once resident here I am sure you will be saddened by what has happened in the last 30 years!

    I share some of your sentiments but Ms May is I believe still finding her feet in a world that is utterly dependent on soundbites and becoming increasingly nationalistic and belligerent.

    Steve Seargent

    1. In the years before Independence, when Paradise Island was called Hogg Island and there was no bridge to it. I'm too independent to follow any politician or party. In France today the mainstream parties are going out of fashion. Its all about jobs, immigration, what composes a family and the environment etc. Not the imposition of party political dogma on a nation. At one time I used to work on the out islands. A deserted cay with only 3 man teams. Once a month a seaplane would arrive with 30 cases of beer, my pipe tobacco and food. Only official radio communication, no smart phones or internet. When one received a letter from a girlfriend one replied the following month. No mixed teams or anything like that. Pure heaven.