Here’s an advent calendar we can all enjoy, I wonder if these will be reduced after Christmas?
Gonna be hard not to open all of the doors on the same day.
Hell not frozen over yet it seems
Saturday was supposed to be the first home game for the Echo Cardiff Devils in their new, purpose-built, ice rink from Planet Ice in Cardiff Bay. Much delayed, and long anticipated the first home game, some 12 games into Cardiff’s season, and against Newcastle (or just Vipers as they’re now known) was going to be a classic. Everyone arrived OK, including the away fans from far oop North, only to be told that the game was off due to ‘unsafe ice’.
What a disaster!
This rink has taken ages to build, is well over due and then its grand opening delves into farce. Hopefully the rink will be ready for Wednesday’s home game against Manchester, and the Devils can finally get their new home, and their season, underway.
www.thecardiffdevils.com for updates.
SEO is NOT spelled META
Can you believe I had an email from someone questioning my knowledge on SEO? They claimed that my remarks about how Keyword and Description META tags have no effect on your Google rankings were incorrect.
The bloody bare faced cheek of it! This muppet even challenged me to a contest to get our websites ranked for key phrases. Buddy, if you’re still in the META tag era please stay where you are and don’t come out to play with the big boys. I have far too much to do as it is, without trying to educate people as clueless as you.
The only search engine contest I have ever entered was the v7ndotcom elursrebmem one run by www.v7.com, the results of which are easy to find – look it up. I’m not about to waste my very expensive time pissing about with some moron who thinks META tags are effective.
Tosspot.
Hurricane in swansea this morning
A major hurricane (Hurricane Shazza) and an earthquake measuring 5.8 on the Richter scale hit Swansea in the early hours of this morning with its epicentre in Townhill. Victims were seen wandering around aimlessly, muttering “Faaackinell”. The hurricane decimated the area causing approximately 30 quids worth of damage. Several priceless collections of mementos from Majorca and the Costa del Sol were damaged beyond repair. Three areas of historic burnt out cars were disturbed. Many locals were woken well before their giros arrived.
The Wave radio reported that hundreds of residents were confused and bewildered and were still trying to come to terms with the fact that something interesting had happened in Townhill. One resident – Tracy Sharon Smith, a 15-year-old mother of 5 said, “It was such a shock, my little Chardonnay-Mercedes came running into my bedroom crying. My youngest two, Tyler-Morgan and Victoria-Storm slept through it all. I was still shaking when I was skinning up and watching Trisha the next morning.” Apparently looting, muggings and car crime were unaffected and carried on as normal. The British Red Cross has so far managed to ship 4,000 crates of Sunny Delight to the area to help the stricken locals. Rescue workers are still searching through the rubble and have found large quantities of personal belongings, including benefit books, jewellery from Elizabeth Duke and Bone China from Poundland.
HOW CAN YOU HELP?
This appeal is to raise money for food and clothing parcels for those unfortunate enough to be caught up in this disaster. Clothing is most sought after – items most needed include: Fila or Burberry baseball caps, Kappa tracksuit tops (his and hers), Shell suits (female), White sport socks, Rockport boots and any other items usually sold in Primark. Food parcels may be harder to come by, but are needed all the same. Required foodstuffs include: Microwave meals, Tins of baked beans, Ice cream, Cans of Colt 45 or Special Brew.
Be aware that 22p buys a biro for filling in the compensation forms; 2 pound buys chips, crisps and blue fizzy drinks for a family of 9; 5 pound buys 20 B&H and a lighter to calm the nerves of those affected.
***Breaking News*** Rescue workers found a girl in the rubble smothered in raspberry alco-pop. “Where are you bleeding from?” they asked, “Portmead” said the girl, “woss that gotta do wiv you?”
When a plan comes together
I didn’t mention this 2 weeks ago but I met the A-Team in Manchester. Well, when I say the A-Team, I mean Faceman and Murdock, or Dirk and Dwight as they’re otherwise known.
Mr T wasn’t there as he obviously wasn’t getting on no plane. Actually, T doesn’t have a fear of flying according to Dwight and Dirk, he just doesn’t come to these conventions. The boys were great, and they gave a talk about the show, and even did some impressions of George Peppard and Mr T.
The Big Idea live final
This is a quick note to remind everyone that the final of Sky One’s The Big Idea is on Saturday night, LIVE. I urge everyone to vote for Ski Rider.
I’ll be there of course, keep an eye out for me. I’m the one with the big nose and the drunken swagger.
I’m the victim here
I’m still waiting for Sarah from Direct Line to get back to me, as I’ve left several messages with the claims department. It’s funny; every time I ring up they ask me what the postcode is and the address of the policyholder as a security measure, which of course I don’t know. That’s the point! That’s how they got into this mess in the first place.
I’m trying to tell them that my estranged wife knew that the garage’s insurance company, Royal Sun Alliance, were dealing with the claim when she pushed to get money from Direct Line. This is the bit I don’t understand though, as both myself and Direct Line knew the garage were responsible for the loss of the car, and I was merely informing Direct Line of the theft – yet they still paid out on the car.
Why on earth did Direct Line pay out?
Surely they should have made a few checks first? Didn’t they think it odd that they were forbidden by the policyholder from speaking to legal owner of the car?
You see:
- They had no crime number that I know of so couldn’t contact the police to get any information pertaining to the crime.
- They had no contact with the legal owner of the car, me, so couldn’t find out if the car had been recovered or if the other party’s insurer had paid out.
- They had no contact with the other party’s insurer to find out if they had paid out, when obviously they would have, as they were responsible. We all knew this at the beginning.
So why did they pay out???
They foolishly paid out over six thousand pounds on a policy to someone who was NOT the legal owner of the car, when the other party’s insurer were clearly responsible, and had no way of knowing any developments because they refused to speak to me – then they ask me for the car back when they realise they’ve been conned???
Fuck right off!!!
I’m sorry, but I’m the victim of crime. Direct Line has been the victim of fraud it seems, I’m not becoming a victim again because of their stupidity.
Also, for Direct Line, stop leaving messages on my home phone for Hayley to contact you ‘as a matter of urgency’. SHE DOES NOT LIVE HERE ANYMORE!!! Are you really surprised you can’t get hold of her???
Indicators, not requesters
This is an odd rant, because I’m complaining about people who are being courteous and polite. You see, every day when I drive to work, I change lanes on the Motorway at opportune moments as certain lanes move faster in certain positions.
When I do this, I indicate. Notice the word there, ‘indicate’. Then the car in the lane I’m pulling into flashes me in. Now, while I appreciate the kind gesture, I’m not requesting his permission to enter his lane, I’m not asking for his approval, I’m signalling that I’m changing lanes.
That’s an ‘indication’ that I’m changing lanes, not a request. They’re not called requesters, they’re called indicators. I indicate then I move. Simple as that.
What really pisses me off is when people slap on their indicators then sit there waiting for someone to let them out, that’s called a begging signal and would be a penalty point on your driving test. You don’t indicate until you’re ready to move, and you don’t ask the permission of the person you’re cutting up to do it.
So when you see me indicate to enter your lane ahead of you, don’t think I’m asking for your approval, I’m merely giving you advance notice that I’m changing lanes. You don’t need to do anything, just get out of my way.