Following on from my last post, I had a sudden brainwave which I will share with you now. No doubt some crafty publisher will pick up on the idea and make a fortune from it while we continue to eke out a primitive existence in our cramped Yorkshire hovel. After all those books about things we ought to do before we die, how about a book that covers the things we'll be glad we don't have to do or experience any more when we are dead? A running title could be "Sigh When You Die!" Here's my initial list of things that the dead will surely not miss:-
- Scraping dog muck off your shoes.
- Getting down on your hands and knees with some disinfectant to scrub away the trail of dog muck you have just left on the carpet.
- Using self checkout facilities in supermarkets.
- Having to pay to park your car and then constantly checking your watch to see how much time you have got left.
- David Cameron.
- So-called "talent" shows on the television including "X Factor" and "Britain's Got Talent".
- Dark chocolate such as that foul Cadbury's "Bournville".
- Having to take unsolicited mail and unread free newspapers to the recycling bin outside.
- Fuming at drivers you see talking bollix on mobile phones as they career dangerously round corners.
- The media's obsession with talentless celebrities and the dull details of their uninspirational and often seedy lives.
- The waste of young men's lives in wars and military adventures we should not be involved in.
- The foul odour of cigarette smoke.
- Arguments about the merits and aesthetic beauty of Wolverhampton.
- The British obsession with beating the nation up instead of celebrating the best features of what is actually a fantastic and beautiful country that has given so much to the world and continues to produce very caring, innovative, hard-working, creative and brave people. (like me for example!)
- Religious extremism of any hue - from Islam to the Mormons.
- Badger-baiting, cock fighting, hare coursing, bullfights etc.
- Litter.
- Commercial breaks in TV programmes you enjoy watching.
- Household chores like vacuum cleaning, washing windows and making the bed.
- The last hospital you ever visit - with strangers beating on your chest, checking the fading bleeps on the monitor you were hooked up to. Bleep...bleeeep...bleeeeeeeeeeeeeee - as Roy Orbison sings "It's Over".
What would be on your list?
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