Just another day in purgatory

Saturday was the beginning of the Presidents Day weekend in the United States. A time when they celebrate the great leaders of that country like Lincoln and Washington.
But there were many other great leaders as well. Many of them are commemorated on their currency.
One favorite is Ben Franklin. Although he was never a President he had a major effect on the creation of these United States especially as an inventor and writer.
Ben Franklin is prominently featured on the front of every US $100,00 bill.

I wonder how much our Prime Minister, Tony Blair dreams about becoming as famous as one of them and creating a lasting memorial in the form of a Prime Ministers Day weekend?
What a joke, imagine this self promoting megalomaniac liar being celebrated in any way in the U.K. It makes my skin crawl. I'm not a supporter of any party in this country mainly because they all seem to be tarred with the same brush. I have to go back to Harold Macmillan to think of somebody really worthwhile and before that maybe Winston Churchill, although he was a bit of an old warhorse but he did pull us through the mess of the second world war.

I was quite young at the time of Harold Macmillan but I was around in the city of London at the time of the Profumo affair and used to visit a club in Lancaster Mews called The Stables Bar, where Christine Keeler used to hang out. I had run away from home and gone to London, not because I was unhappy at home but because it was 1963 and it was all happening in London, the Kings Road , Ready Steady Go , The 2 i's, The Marquee, The Flamingo, it was all the scene back then and there was an incredible atmosphere in London, I could walk the streets of London at 3am on my own with no fear of being accosted, assaulted or mugged, great days.

I was a 15 year old kid then, who looked 18 and so I was able to get into most places. I secured a job at a strip club which was called 'The Number 9' on Old Compton Street, an incredible experience for one so young back then. Run by two English guys which was unusual and the stage was upstairs as opposed to all the other clubs which were in seedy basements. The 18 girls who worked there weren't allowed to perform at any other club in Soho, unlike all the other girls who used to run from one club to another. On the second floor the girls had theatre style dressing rooms, a quiet room with a bed for rest and a well fitted kitchen. The acts were all choreographed daily and they used to pride themselves on the quality of their performance. I was in heaven.
Petrol was cheap, taxes were moderate and the standard of living was great. HP or 'The Never Never' as it was known then had just appeared and as "Super Mac" told us all back 1957 'You've never had it so good' and it was still good then and getting better.

Police on the streets commanded respect and kids were just kids, always up to mischief but with no malice. Times were changing but people had a better ethos and respect for each other.
Our hypocritical Prime Minister will never be able to claim such a thing, not that he's bothered, as long as he has his crooked friends in France, Germany and Italy he'll stay the same.