Whisky Galore. Day 154.

Permanent Secretary Jonathan Slater will leave his post in the Department of Education on 1st September. So it seems the buck is moving around and, just like the little ball on a roulette wheel, no one knows where it might stop next. Not that it matters much to most people out there trying to earn a buck or two or just trying to get educated because all these politicians are about as bad as each other no matter which party they belong to. How come with sixty million people in the country we can’t come up with a team of people who actually care about the people rather than how much power or money they can get from the job? I notice Williamson is still in his job as is Dominic Cummings.

Another overpaid footballer gets off with a slap on his wrist after behaving like a drunken thug in a foreign country. Harry Maguire and others like him are an embarrassment to normal British travellers. Some people in Cornwall recently commented that the English tourists this year were badly behaved and would be better off in Magaluf. Why? I don’t see that Spain, Greece or any other country should put up with our British louts.

A young man named Matthew Robson was born in 1992 and his father purchased a bottle of 18 year old Macallan whisky and put it away for when the boy was old enough to drink it. He bought another bottle on his birthday every year. The dad spent about £5000 altogether but as the price gradually increased the whole collection is now worth at least £40,000. Matthew is more than happy with his father’s gift and is going to put the whole lot up for auction and use the money as a deposit on a house. I hope it gets top bidding.

Every year somebody, or I probably should say some computer, comes up with a list of the most popular names for babies. This year Oliver for a boy and Olivier for a girl have come out top. I have been wondering where June is on the list but I can’t help thinking that it probably didn’t even make the list. It was very poplar until the 2nd world war. Still I shouldn’t worry too much as my name is actually Valerie with June as my middle name and I’m often called nanny or mum.  A rose by any other name is still a rose.

And last but not least a story from Birmingham. A car crashed into Sparkhill police station today. The Seat hit two vehicles in front of the building and then crashed through a wall stopping in front of the station. Two passengers were taken to hospital and a man was arrested on suspicion of drunk driving, dangerous driving and vehicle theft. And all this at 7 o/c in the morning. Made me laugh especially as my son Pete lived in Sparkhill when he was at Aston Uni.  Time for bed, nighty night,   😴💤😴