The period from the start of July until the end of August is generally known by the UK media as the silly season. This is because there are usually very few newsworthy stories into which the press and 24-hour rolling TV news channels can sink their teeth. The Summer recess of the UK parliament is the main reason why the newspapers and broadcast news is rammed with the sort of zany trivia which does not get so much as a look in throughout the rest of the year.
Perversely the biggest UK news story of 2005 was in July, and the escalating chrysies in the Middle East and the current heightened terror alert in the UK look set to be strong contenders for that unenviable title in 2006. Although this year is only two thirds over, perhaps it is unwise to provoke providence. If you believe in that sort of thing, which I general do not.
On a brighter note my recreation time this month has been extremely frivolous. Last weekend, Mr MPRoberts.co.uk and I squandered considerable resources in attempting to drink Worcester dry. We are doing the same to Epsom this weekend in honour of the setting of the much blogged about Rising Sun pub. Next weekend sees the annual Worcester beer festival. The final weekend in August is a Bank Holiday which means we all get an extra day off work, and I get to spend time with friends in Preston.
We gave one of my colleagues from work a bit of a send off on Thursday evening. He is taking up a job with Sipco Systems. We also celebrated the birthday of our European Sales Manager who has just turned … well something’s are best left on a night out! Needless to say this being a Dolphin night out, everyone had a tremendous time.
The Plough, Cardinals Hat, Swan with two Necks can all go on my list of recommended pubs in Worcester. The Pheasant and Bushwhackers can both safely be avoided. I am still undecided about Drummonds and a few others which have not made enough of an impression on me to be able to say one way or the other
I am writing this on the train to London, and will probably post when I arrive in Epsom.
Um, 11 hours later!