If you’re the guy who stole my laptop and contents of my laptop bag last night (18/5/10) please could I have my Moleskin notebook back? It has only sentimental value and I’ll even pay you to return it…
Thanks.
If you’re the guy who stole my laptop and contents of my laptop bag last night (18/5/10) please could I have my Moleskin notebook back? It has only sentimental value and I’ll even pay you to return it…
Thanks.
If like me you find yourself often frustrated and even drawn in by the frenzy of consumerism around you perhaps it would pay to let off a little steam and buy something. How about buying Nothing? It’s a neat little Amazon rip off from the folks over at dothegreenthing.com.
Seriously though, I am ashamed to say that I am quite the consumer. It pains me to see quite how easily the combination of advertising and media exposure manipulate my will and desires. In particular I find myself sold by product placement in movies – a really good movie draws you in, you lower your guard and just as the hero of the movie utters his most uber-cool catchphrase of the movie he folds away his Sony laptop. You just have to have one and hours later you have no idea why. It’s too late, the seed has been planted.
I’m a serial tenant. There’s nothing wrong with renting. On the whole it’s a worry-free life. If the washing machine breaks, I call my landlords and they are good people so they get it fixed up as soon as they can. I rent privately so my exposure to dreaded estate agents is (mercifully) low. I’m also free to move as frequently as my contract permits, which is flexibility I appreciate. However I get fed up with the limitations. It’s hard to have real pride in a place which is never really your own. And when I want to drill a hole in the wall I want to pick up a drill, not write a carefully worded email (with illustrations) to my landlord. I wouldn’t mind those tens of thousands of pounds sitting in my name in one of the most consistent investment markets either. Instead I give them to somebody else to make money for them.
And so it is that every six months or so I go through the optimistic but ultimately heartbreaking process of looking for a place of my own, with the eventual realisation that between arrangement fees, stamp duty, deposit, valuations and the rest, I just can’t afford to buy. Pretty much the only people I know who can have parental assistance which I would prefer to get by without even if the option existed.
Around a month ago, with a failed attempt to move due to inflated rental rates behind me, I embarked on this process once again. After a few days of enthusiastic chats with mortgage brokers I drew the sickening conclusion that I could only stretch to buying a house at this stage if I didn’t live in it. That is to say most brokers would offer me a buy-to-let mortgage with a better rate, lower tax, and higher LTV than an equivalent owner-occupier mortgage.
I am being priced out of the rental market and the government are doing their best to make sure that I can’t take that wild leap onto the property ladder by giving buy-to-let landlords a tax break.
I am struggling to see the motivation for such a move. Perhaps some genius saw an illustration of the current rental market and quizzically pondered “how can we relieve the burden on our strained rental market?” Having presumably been employed for his/her encyclopedic knowledge of economics and ability to think outside the box, supply and demand principles must have come to mind. And as supply typically comes before demand, in the phrase if not alphabetically, our hero rushed to the conclusion that we must get more individuals investing in properties they intend to let. And as such, eyes straining from the glare of the light bulb above his head, Johnny Treasury drafted a range of incentives to encourage those potential buy-to-let homeowners in search of additional income through extended borrowing against the incomes of their future tenants.
I could ramble on for hours. And no, I’m not qualified to. Adam Smith I am not. But I do have to get to the bank before I miss my landlord’s next mortgage payment.
Try stomaching this article from the BBC
http://news.bbc.co.uk/today/hi/today/newsid_7600000/7600592.stm
Find your answers to questions about the man here
http://www.energygrid.com/society/ap-bageant.html
“Ya know, I don’t think you Brits understand that when the last blood of dinosaurs is drained from the Middle East, we will bomb the fuck out of you in the competition for the last drop.
As for Bush getting elected, it’s the same as Hitler. Bush represents most Americans, or at least a slim majority. But it’s a mean majority and we can expect a Reichstadt fire sometime during the next 10 years. Bush may be gone, Kerry may get elected, but we’ve got an oil habit kiddo, and a lust for empire and you will be roadkill if you get in the road.”
Ryan Gosling is fast becoming one of my favourite actors. The folks over at Lovefilm keep putting his work through my letterbox, and neither myself or Lucy have been disappointed so far. I found his portrayal of crack addict schoolteacher Dan Dunne in Half Nelson particularly inspirational, despite the apparent desperation of his situation throughout the film.
See this interview from The Guardian
http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2007/feb/18/awardsandprizes.oscars
Having just returned from a fortnight of perfect sunshine, to the sobering oppression of the British rain, I needed something to cheer me up…
My favourite scene from the original…
I do love this track. It’s just so damned effective…