Merry Christmas to one and all!

Merry Christmas everyone. Tomorrow is a day for family and friends and forgetting about all our worries. It's a day for the kids, a special day. It doesn't matter if you are religious, it's still a day of hope and goodwill to all men.

Merry Christmas to one and all!

On a darker note, I won't be watching Channel 4 any time soon - they have gone too far this time.

Gordon Brown's little media helpers - Elf Yourself.

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Twelve days of a Labour Government Christmas - 2008.

Last year's "Twelve days of a Labour Government Christmas" went down well, so I thought I'd do a new one for this year. Enjoy:

On the first day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
A future of forced redundancy

On the second day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the third day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the fourth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the fifth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the sixth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the seventh day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the eighth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Eight aides a-sulking
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Nine Mandies dancing
Eight aides a-sulking
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the tenth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Ten Lords a-weeping
Nine Mandies dancing
Eight aides a-sulking
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Eleven Vipers hyping
Ten Lords a-weeping
Nine Mandies dancing
Eight aides a-sulking
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
A Minister gave to me
Twelve months of dithering
Eleven Vipers hyping
Ten Lords a-weeping
Nine Mandies dancing
Eight aides a-sulking
Seven kids a-slimming
Six weeks detention
Five Olympic rings
Four hollow words
Three phone taps
Two dodgy warrants
And a future of forced redundancy

Tory front bench: Have yourself a Blue Christmas.

This is by Lord Elvis, it shouldn't make me laugh but it does, enjoy:

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Eight Wishes for 2008

I've been tagged by the Thunder Dragon to do Iain Dale's eight wishes for 2008 meme. I've also got to tag five people to do the same. If you don't like memes cry me a river - it's Christmas.

1. An English Parliament.

2. Gordon Brown to suffer the same pressure he put on Tony Blair.

3. For David Cameron to promise that he will not sanction any Green Tax that will in anyway hit my pocket.

4. For the Man made climate change myth to be seen for what it is.

5. Get more involved in local politics.

6. More gardening.

7. The rest of Europe to pull their weight when it comes to peace-keeping.

8. Political correctness gains some sense of sanity.

Merry Christmas and happy New Year.

Steve.

I tag: Mr Gruff, Grendel, Kate, Andrew and Jeremy

The Twelve Days of a Labour Government Christmas.

On the first day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
A letter of sincere apology.

On the second day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Two compact discs
And a letter of sincere apology

On the third day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Three bank pens,
Two compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the eighth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Eight cops a-striking,
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Nine LibDems dancing,
Eight cops a-striking,
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Ten Labs a-leaking,
Nine LibDems dancing,
Eight cops a-striking,
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Eleven pumpers pumping,
Ten Labs a-leaking,
Nine LibDems dancing,
Eight cops a-striking,
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
A Minister sent to me
Twelve Bills a-banning,
Eleven pumpers pumping,
Ten Labs a-leaking,
Nine LibDems dancing,
Eight cops a-striking,
Seven Spads a-spinning,
Six teeth decaying,
Five wheelie Bins,
Four reddish lines,
Three bank pens,
Two Compact discs,
And a letter of sincere apology.

They can downgrade Christmas when they pry the stuffing from my cold, dead hands.

According to Labour's favourite bunch of numpties (the think tank going by the name of the Institute for Public Policy Research), Christmas should be downgraded in favour of festivals from other religions to improve race relations. Now, I'm no think tank "expert" but I pretty damn sure that following this course of action would drive a wedge the size of a very big wedge-shaped thing (possibly a exceedingly large slice of Crimbo cake) between the Christians of this country and everyone else.

Oh, and this think tank also believes that we are no longer a Christian nation.

These are the people that came up with the following fantastic Labour policies: ID cards, bin taxes and road pricing. What are they thinking: "We have tried and tried to annoy the population with our stupid policies and still they won't riot, maybe we should downgrade Christmas in favour of festivals from other religions. That should get them going".

Will someone please go around to their office and slap them all hard with the hairy side until they stop coming out with this rubbish.