One Day..

One Day, number one selling book in the UK at some point and, for the most part thoroughly deserving, but the ending...oh the ending. i have read bad books before with awful endings and, whilst being annoyed, I've understood some of the ideas behind it, but the ending to this book is awful! Its not a bad book, in fact up until page 385 i couldn't put it down! but the ending, "Emma Mayhew was dead", that, that is not what I would refer to  an ending as, its called a cop-out. when my aunty was little she used to end stories as "and they went to the woods and were deaded" , she was 7 and didn't want to miss 'play time', the man who wrote this is an adult, so why? why end a book in a way that does not leave you happy, destroys all sense of joy an accomplishment for completing the read and replaces it with a melancholic hum, its like going to see the Beatles perform live (with 2 having been brought back from beyond the grave) and seeing scouting for girls, whilst i LOVE scouting for girls, its not quite the same, and that is why, i advise you read one day, but before you start go straight to page 385 and rip it out! doing this will ensure the book is not ruined by a rather awful bit of literature.

That vital organ we call a heart...

Ever year, in a hundred films, a thousand songs, a million novels and  a billion people, heart brake is bought to life. I think people fail to see that heart brake is just disappointment on a massive scale, heart brake is when things don't pan out how one hoped, aged two i experienced heart brake, when I discovered I was not going to be getting baby Annabelle  for Christmas, whilst this isn't quite like the turmoil and emotional treachery Elizabeth Bennett felt when she thought she'd lost her Mr Darcy, at the time it was just as a real.

But we survive, why? heart brake implies that the heart is, well, broken, but it is not, the mind is juct confused, saddened. Life is not a Jane Austin book, well not for the likes of me anyway, things rarely go the way i originally hoped, but is that always a bad thing? it is human nature to love, it this that apparently sepparates us from the animal world, however the research from "project Nim" would suggest otherwise. But, as Uncle Ben (Spiderman) once said "with great power comes great responsibility", whilst the ability to love comes a curse to same, it is a power, a gift in disguise. Whilst I cannot speak from experience, I can speak with knowledge from all the books I've read, and they have taught me that love is real, and that when, and only when, you get it right, it is one of the greatest parts of life. my parents met when my mum was Thirteen and three quarters and have been together solidly since she was at university, that's nearly thirty years, and i believe they still love each other. The cynics and critics of love will say that marriage is just like friendship, that perhaps once married people stop loving, that the spark dies, and in some cases that may be the case, but not all....and i think that is the most important and biggest BUT of them all, not all marriages fail, not all people fall out of love with one another. My friends tell me I am an old school romantic, and they are correct, I think its nice when men take there wives and shopping to carry it, when they say you look beautiful, i cry at most films and nothing makes me happier then seeing two 70 year-old's walking hand in hand. whilst I am a traditionalist, i still think its right to go "Dutch" on a date, splitting the bill, some traditions, such as the man having to pay for everything, should die with this new modern age.

that awful something called a riot...

1980's the years of the riots. This is a time most of our parents would like to forget, a time of sorrow and misery,  but, whilst these riots were not entirely justifiable, they had a clear and good reason for doing it, they were rebelling against the extreme racism bestowed upon the black and Asian community by police officers, however, do today's youths have a reason? do they have a justifiable motive? i think not.

My life, well the first 15 years, i cannot afterall speack for the future, have been relatively sheltered, i have food on my table and a house, whilst my parents are not exactly rolling in money we've always lived comfortabltly and i'd say this represents most of Britain, so why the august 2011 riots? why? the word on everyones lips...

One boy on the radio said its because these people have had nothing for so long, but have they really had "nothing". When your a widowed lady with 6 children living in a mud hut in a third world country with no money or belongings to your name, no food and no clean water and a government that offers you no help, then, then you have nothing, but even then , these people appear to have a faith that is most admirable. We, the British people, live world where instead of disease, education is a given, instead of hunger, free health care is guaranteed, and instead of corruption we have democracy, compared to many people across the world we have everything, and i think these riots a  portray a minority of today's youths as ungrateful, they have decided they have nothing compared to some people so are destroying what others have, children are being left homeless, and that part of all this, that's sickening. This started out as vengeance for Mark Duggans death, if that's really what this is still about then surely their problem is with the police, not a single mother and her 6 year old boy on the news who are now homeless, never have the selfish acts of so few affected the lives of so many innocent people. My thoughts and best wishes go out to all the people affected by these riots, and my thoughts also go to the brave men and women trying to protect and help them, the actions of these people, in my opinion, are un-forgiveable, buildings WW2 soldiers gave there lives to save for the people of Britain are being destroyed for what? in all honesty, i don't think anybody really knows.