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Saturday, 27 September 2014

The End..............

It has been coming for more than a year now. The end of 'Mud in the Blood' began more than eighteen months ago when the reasons for starting the blog became irrelevant. I was, at the time, working as a freelance copywriter and publisher, it was something that I enjoyed and was proving to be quite lucrative. However, something was missing. I wrote several times on the blog that I missed the simpler days when I just got up in the morning and went to work, grabbing keys, cigarettes and lighter, my wallet. In those days work meant going out and earning some money whether it be full- time, part-time, employed or self employed, on the books or otherwise. I didn't care, I had the freedom to live my live as I chose and had to suffer the consequences or reap the benefits. I wanted that life again, so I went and took it back.

That made the the blog, in the main, irrelevant and pointless, it no longer reflected the life I was living. So, I deleted all the posts with a view to a fresh start. That didn't happen! I had changed, I had become what, in all honesty, I had always been.
A peasant, a redneck, a yokel, white trash, day rate labourer whatever you want to call it. I have to say it is refreshing to lose your pretencions. So it is time for 'Mud in the Blood' to end.

I will be back blogging with a new blog but the same screen name, I am not going to link to it as it is not actually live now, and this blog will be deleted soon. I must thank all the past readers of this blog, for the comments, links, emails and support and to all the other bloggers out there who provide so much inspiration and information. See you on the new blog.

MitB

Monday, 1 September 2014

The turds are floating to the surface in Clacton

Douglas Carswell's defection to UKIP, the consequent  resignation of his parliamentary seat and the ensuing bye-election have certainly stirred the toilet bowel of local politics.

We don't yet know who will stand for the Torys at the election and we can presume that the Liberals and the Greens will field their usual no-hopers, but the Labour Party candidate is almost certain to be little Timmy Young.

Why any party would choose Tim or anyone like him is a complete mystery. Tim appears to be one of those career councillors who seem to have delusions of grandeur . In fact Tim has been described as arrogant, by a judge no less;
Judge Jonathan Haworth told him: "You displayed that afternoon an arrogance that ill became you."

This was in the context of a criminal case against him, in which he was found guilty. Tim was charged with dangerous driving after driving into a police officer who was directing traffic.

Tim Young struck PC Steven Woods with his car as he tried to stop him driving along a bus lane in Colchester.
Mr Young was convicted of dangerous driving, fined, banned from driving and ordered to pay PC Woods compensation by Chelmsford Crown Court in 2001.

Mr Young, who denied the charge, told the court he mouthed "councillor, meeting, town hall" and thought the policeman was waving him on.
Because if you are a councillor attending a meeting you can do what you want I guess. We may not be brightest stars in Essex up here in Clackers, but we know a wrong'un when we see one. My prediction for the bye-election is this;

1 UKIP
2 Tory
3 LibDem
4 Labour
5 Green

I can't see any way that Tim Young will get in. Timmy is toast!
Local Newspaper has a story on the election although it is the comments that will make you smile.

Saturday, 7 June 2014

Update fom the Filthy East: Still Quiet.

Still busy as shit. Life is  totally stuffed at the moment, but I'm not complaining, between work and pleasure I'm out about most of the time and what little time I do get on the computer is taken up with invoicing and things like that. I  sure ain't complaining at that!

Things are settling to rhythm though so I will get back to some serious blogging sometime soon. Although I feel that as I've taken back a lot of control of my life a lot of the rage has gone so I may not be quite such the angry bastard as I once was.


Monday, 19 May 2014

Ladies fashion.................

With summer almost here I'm wondering whether I should buy Mrs Muddy a nice new swimsuit...........

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

I'm surprised that it took them this long...

... to think up this bollocks.

The 'ban it all brigade' and the 'we will make your choices for you gang',have come together to put forward the proposal to ban persons born after the year 2000 from (legally) buying cigarettes or tobacco products.

Because prohibition works. It has worked so well with drugs hasn't it? It was so successful when America banned alcohol that they never repealed the law and you cannot buy a drink in the US at all. 
No, that is wrong. So is this idea. Drugs are freely available without limit to anyone who can pay, or you can produce your own. Alcohol was prohibited in the US but after 13 years prohibition was lifted as it stopped no one drinking who wanted to and caused a massive uplift in crime coupled with a drop in tax revenues.

Plus, you can grow tobacco more easily than you can grow dope, so what's to stop any one from either growing their own for their own use or to sell on. This stupid idea should be kicked into touch but I bet it won't be. The opportunity to take more control over the individual is one that will not be passed over by politicians and the rent seeking scum that hang on their coat-tails.


Fuck 'em all

Monday, 17 March 2014

All quiet in the filthy East

My new life as a jobbing gardener come general dealer come part time scribbler is proving to be more rewarding than I could ever had hoped or expected. It's not so much the money that is being generated as the pure pleasure of dealing for oneself, free of the restrictions of employment. In fact, those restrictions bind many so strongly that they can see no other way to live other than at the beck and call of another who, as is only good business sense, will purchase as much time and effort as they can at the lowest possible price. I can now haggle a price if I choose and am never bound to accept unless it suits me, I can be unconventional about payment too.

I recently took a job to restructure a garden, involving the closing down of some flowerbeds, the removal of some shrubs and the rearrangement of others. I won the work on a quote of £450.00. During the course of the work the terms of payment changed and I ended up with £250.00 plus around a ton of coal including the two bunkers it was in. One of the bunkers has been sold already for another £50.00, the other is advertised. I calculate that I will be about £200.00 better off as a result of this than had I not been prepared to consider 'a deal'.

Flexibility is the key. Whenever we are bound by contract and especially contracts that are not negotiated but offered up without discussion, we lose the ability to negotiate. This soon becomes a habit and we accept whatever is offered, even when it does not suit us. If we get in the habit of negotiating, then we place ourselves in a far better position. We are able to choose the work that we take on and to decide the amounts, method and form of payment, whether that is as an employee, as a self employed contractor or freelancer or a part timer mixing elements of all options.

The downside is possibly a lack of time. Since my last post I have spent very little time on the computer. Not for blogging or surfing anyway! Since the order book is filling and the diary is already stuffed with dates that are more about pleasure than work, I can’t see that changing for a few months, the poor weather has provided a backlog of work, ( of all types), that it would be foolish to not take advantage of.

Things will be quiet here for a bit.