Me and the Mrs were driving to work this morning when we passed a small picket line at Blackburn police station. It must have been the back office staff; The cops weren't on strike so it must have been the admins, diversity bods and equality loons.
Well the red mist descended and I honked the horn at them. They all turned and started waving, but when I got the window down I responded with some choice words. I can't remember what, something about us paying for their pensions.
Mrs Bucko told me off. Not because she disagrees but because yelling out of a car window lacks a certain dignity.
I was going to do a little post on the strikes but to be honest my blood is boiling too much. I've had enough of arguing with public sector workers about their worth on the Lancs Telegraph website this week. I need to give this issue a rest so my blood pressure can return to normal.
In the meantime, if you do want to read a good post about the strikes, I'll hand you over to Dioclese.
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Frankly, I can't believe that people find my modest litle ramblings so entertaining!
BRITAIN'S public sector workers have been allowed out on strike today as long as they are home before it gets too dark.
More than two million workers have had some Ready Brek and reluctantly agreed to wear their mittens as their worried parents sent them off on what, for many, will be their first official day of action.
Helen Cook, whose son Julian is a member of Unison, said: "Before he went to bed last night his dad and I helped him with his placard. We wrote 'ME' in great big purple letters.
Helen Cook added: "I know at some point I will have to tell him about the 'real world' and that if you want something nice then you shouldn't expect other people to pay for it.
"But he's only 39."
I want a job at the Mash.
BRICKBAT
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