Uncle Ranter's Cosy Thoughts

Another wet, miserable, pissing it down day that endears the English climate to my wistful soul. The local river bridge has been closed  because of an extra high tide and the only pub open on this side is populated by persons of the Romany tendency. Fortunately the local ASDA produced sufficient cans and bottles of an alcoholic nature that should keep me in blissful ignorance of the country and floods until tomorrow at least.
I don't usually watch the MSM version of what lies they consider news but pick up on relevant points from the internet and other bloggers. It was interesting to note that the chairman ,sorry chair, of the Chelsea Supporters Club has threatened to keep the current hate against their new Spanish manager going until the end of the season. This must please the proponents of multi-culturalism as the his name is Baggoretini or similar and twenty supporting comments came from people with very un-British names.
Iwonder if the orange dog turds around my district are anything to do with football or any other sport for that matter as their appearance is of a most regular nature. If not I'll go along with the post office owner who declares that it is all down to Jimmy Saville.
If there are any readers out there please feel free to post a comment even if it's only 'fuck off you boring twat'.