Blue Monday

Yes, as opposed to Blue Peter.

So, Blue Monday is the mathematically calculated most depressing day of the year, being the Monday of the final week of January. It certainly is raining, although I don't personally find that depressing. I didn't make any New Year's resolutions, so I don't feel gloomy about not keeping them, and yet I do admit to a certain downwards creeping mood.
Unfortunately, I'm nowhere near Victoria Station, otherwise I'd be able to be issued with that great British cure-all, a nice cup of tea, but then I don't drink tea anyway.

On a more physical medical note however, after watching almost two series of the BBC drama 'Bodies' which has VERY explicit surgical procedures, I feel competent to perform Caesarean sections, deliver babies vaginally, even breech births and administer chemical terminations.

Keith Allen plays the competent but outrageously rude consultant Tony Whitman, also in an ironic twist surely not lost on the viewer, an inveterate womaniser. On last night's episode he muttered the immortal line,
'Ah, student nurses, good for when you're feeling too lazy to wank.'

These, however were far from his finest words of wisdom. Tim, aka 'Knobhead' was spending too much time running not to the toilet, but the Chapel.
He tells Mr. Whitman that he can no longer assist with social terminations. He will be there when there is a serious medical reason for the abortion, but otherwise, he can't be doing it.
Keith Allen slowly blinks his reptilian eyes and says in a totally matter-of-fact voice,
'Why Tim, with pikeys, (list of different words for the lower end of the social scale)there's just nothing society can do about them, except when it comes to abortion, with abortion, we CAN make a difference.'

In British Columbia, we have temperate rainforest and our very own prime minister Stephen Harper has pledged to protect it. Well, some of it.
People have noticed that Harper has a very poor record on the environment. No kidding Stevie baby, in fact not that I am in any way implying that the good people of Alberta, your own home Province, don't have the best interests of the planet at heart just that well, oil seems to have a bad effect on the soul and they don't quite realise they're not actually in Texas. You can't be blamed for how you were brought up.
But hey, better just in the nick of time when people are rumbling on about another election than not at all.

At least Tony Whitman is honest about who he shafts, but maybe that's just Blue Monday talking.