Interesting scenario. Eleven quid to 76p. Basket case but Woodford has bought back in. I think he may be right because this crock has a lot of local council contracts and they are a licence to print money... Ten years ago here the council outsourced all their work. So far the bin men went pop but Kier have continued to mend roads and fill holes and if they to joined the bin men I would have to buy a half track.. I think this crock will rise from the ashes..
I am not here!! I am about to put to sea never to be heard of again. Madam Spin has got the hump because I am looking where to mount the guns and waving a chart of the Straits. I hear the defence secretary is in the bath working out his next move along with a couple of rear admirals... I shall shortly be hoisting the flappy things in order to save fuel oil..
Have decided to take tomorrow off now as well. It seems to work. Just worried about what my old maths teacher used to say. 'Well done. Go to the top of the class but do not sit down because you will back shortly' He also used to say 'No pen. Cut the end of your finger'. He was a navigator in a bomber during the war. Flies a cloud now methinks..
We do not have a government. Just a load of dross who seem to think they are there to make a few quid sounding important. Every time I go into the supermarket the assistant says do you need a bag I tell them sorry but do I look like the sort who wants to F@k the planet and get out my trusty cloth bag which I have had for years. Legislation to raise the cost of bags to 10p and insist the smaller shops come on board has been left on the shelf for months and months. Where I live the fish have all gone. The local inshore fisherman are just about gone now but they do collect a lot of plastic in their nets. I have a few of these because I think they will come good but most of my money is north sea oil. It is needed to keep making the plastic!!