3C, or not 3C, that is the question

It's all a matter of degree.

With no allusions as to left/right balance, we have this from the BBC and this from the Telegraph 'Too late' to stop 3C rise in temperature

Whew!

I just hope that with all the inevitable hot air flying about that will continue, doubtless in more heated form following this, there may be a few that still see the value in avoiding unnecessary waste by doing our best to reduce, reuse, repair & recycle.

And, with luck, there will be some money to spare from the vast amounts that are getting thrown around thinking about it all, to actually educate and motivate the average person in a way they can, and would want to get to grips with.

But why do I suspect 'they' will still be dicking about arguing whether it's 2 or 3 degrees even when the cows have come home... with melanomas, only to drown in the barns built on floodplains. Serves 'em right for all the methane they produced, I suppose. 

We all have our ratings to bear

OK, that didn't take long: back to normal (though the brevity thing seems attractive as the sun peaks through this Saturday morn).

I was taken by the following: Crucify me? Sorry, I've changed my mind, which is about a 'Scottish DJ, presenter and tabloid columnist, who had travelled with a television crew in tow to the Philippines village of San Pedro Cutud to take part in the bloody annual re-enactment of Christ's crucifixion.'

You'll have to trust me that I have not edited out anything that makes much difference, but let me simply include the following, in sequence from the rest of the piece in question:

 "He is just after publicity," proclaimed Conrado Diamse, a local villager who has been crucified before.

Diamond said before setting off on his quest: "I'm in my mid-30s, I've got three kids and it's about time I did something that didn't involve cheap gags."

After his experience, however, he was less forthcoming. "He is doing it as a spiritual journey," said a Channel Five spokesman. "He doesn't want to talk to the press until closer to the transmission date."

I think that last one pretty much nails it for what it is, if you forgive the pun.

MAD* if you don't

It must be all this Easter talk of fluffy bunnies, chicks, lambs and chocolate, but here I am a) writing yet another upbeat blog, b) in succession and c) of short duration.

After the nightmare that was the Ideal Home, I am happy to say that things are shaping up much more promisingly for our coming participation at the MAD* show, at Earls Court, in June.

They seem much more 'our style', including the way they do things, on top of what they're trying to do. With a name like 'Make A Difference' and a quick zoom round their site, we are reassured that their theme will actually match the claims being made.

Here's the exhibitor listing.

One man's trash...

As a light-hearted piece for the holidays I rather liked this one:

Police return small fortune thrown out with trash. 

Seems a Japanese couple narrowly avoided a domestic after the wife threw out £24k in notes hidden in a refuse bag. 

In the UK, that may have just about covered the fine for not recycling.