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2
May
2010

A Bonfire of Labour Laws?

Filed under: Civil Liberties,General News,Political — Longrider @ 11:13

Are we finally seeing a real Conservative? Has David Cameron been hiding his light under a social democratic bushel? Can this really be?

The centrepiece of the Tories’ Queen’s speech, to be held within the next month if the party forms a government, would be a “great repeal bill”.

This would scrap ID cards, home information packs and dozens of rarely enforced criminal offences introduced by Labour over 13 years.

Okay, so he probably wouldn’t go anything like far enough, but this is a start. A damned fine start. All he would need to do is keep going, keep repealing – and when he realises that some of those laws didn’t come from Westminster, but Brussels, there will be only one way to keep going, won’t there?

I cannot vote in this election due to the bureaucracy of registering to vote. Had I still been living in Bristol, I would have cast a vote for the Tories on this issue alone.

 

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2
May
2010

My Cat

Filed under: Cats,Personal Stuff — Longrider @ 10:51

We have twelve regular cats and a couple of irregulars. Each has its own peculiar personality. Arsinoe is, perhaps, more peculiar than most. She is a skittish creature, afraid of her own shadow, unlike her sister who is currently nursing an abscess earned fighting the neighbours. Some cats attach themselves to people more than others. Most of our tribe are pretty much independent and will take or leave attention and share their affections evenly between us. Arsinoe is different. A pretty cat with large round eyes and mouser chops, she isn’t too well endowed in the brains department – but who needs brains when you have looks? Arsinoe is particular in the fuss and attention stakes.

Arsinoe steers clear of Mrs L, preferring me. Now why this is, is a mystery. For the past six weeks I have been in the UK and Mrs L has hardly seen Arsinoe, who has remained hidden out of the way, sneaking out for food and then scuttling back to her hidy hole. When I returned home yesterday, Arsinoe came out of hiding and rubbed herself enthusiastically against me. Later she was wandering about the house rubbing against my bag and the chair where I had been sitting.

Arsinoe is very much my cat – or, perhaps to put it more accurately – I am her person. She has made the choice, not me. I think I should be flattered. 

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