Wednesday, July 11, 2007

There is No Smoking Whilst Reading This Blog

Smoking ban. Fair enough. I have no problem with that.

No smoking signs in places that were formally smoking places. I have no problem with that.

No smoking signs in places where people wouldn't consider smoking anyway. Slight overkill.

I mean, what gleefully gloating asshole goes around putting up signs in greengrocers and doctors surgerys informing the world that they can't smoke in there? No shit, Sherlock. Smokers may be stubborn creatures but they understand the do's and don'ts of their habit... everyone knows you don't smoke in a creche, but the cackling moral majority have still felt obliged to put warning signs up in every potential place; common sense be damned!

I imagine armies of concerned (read: bored) mothers doing the happy dance through town, liberally slapping up signs on every building and flicking V's at anybody who looks like they might have once smoked. "Can't smoke here, or here, or here, or here... ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaa!"

Like I say, I have no problem with the smoking ban - I think it's a good idea - but any impression that it is an understanding reached between the smoking and no smoking factions of modern society has been ruined by the fascistic enforcement of the ban. And this being England, the only way we know how to fascisticly enforce rules is by stickers. Lots and lots of stickers.

These people take the fun out of everything.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007


There's 3 new photosets on my photoblog Day of the Dave. Glastonbury, Hull and the sheltered view of the Sheffield rains.

Still haven't got an internet connection at home, but it's coming. BBQ at mine this Sat? Excellent.