Of holidays, slurry & exam results
It is currently a very busy time of year at FM Towers – out in the fields contractors are busy cutting the last of the corn. As soon has the last of the harvest is in, no doubt the local branch of the Young Famers will go back to that most ancient of autumnal pastimes – taking a slurry spreader for a trip down to the local council offices. Don’t laugh, it has happened more than once but I am really hoping that this year they make a small break tradition & use liquidified chicken sh1t instead. According to connoisseurs of such things, the aroma lingers just that all important little bit longer & in any case, I feel quite strongly that politicians, be they local or national, should know that we think that they stink. Literally.
The uncharacteristic peace that has reigned in FM Towers (at least during daylight hours) has been shattered by the return home of the tribe – Boy will no doubt spend the next few days shooting every rabbit in a half mile radius with his air rifle; Mrs FM has her work cut out cleaning the body parts that mysteriously seem to have become embedded in Disco Dave’s radiator grille while she was on the Continent.
Even though our political overlords are supposed to be somewhere else – probably someplace like the Italian Lakes all paid for on expenses while their gardens are tended by taxpayer funded gardeners - the exam results season will be upon us over the next few days. This means that the annual education policy hangbagging has already started. It probably is just me, but rather like the start of the dreaded soccer season, the exam results nonsense seems to start that little bit earlier each year.
You could call me a little bit of an old cynic but why do we waste all on this money on a public education system when it would appear that your average slack jawed soap dodging Scousers career aspirations extend no further than nicking BMW’s, claiming as much dole as possible as well as selling copies of the Big Issue, with nothing but a three legged dog for company. Even so, Michael Gove has stuck his head above the parapet & suggested that some A Levels are easier than others
Mr Gove warned that certain universities such as Cambridge, the London School of Economics and others had told prospective students that taking "softer" A-levels such as media studies and dance would count against them. He also said independent reports from the Royal Society of Chemistry and Sir Peter Williams, who carried out the government's maths review, showed there had been an overall fall in standards. "There is objective evidence from people who care about academic standards that they are not what they should be."
Cue vigorous frothing from the Guardianista cardres...
The government has dismissed the Tory proposals. A spokeswoman for the Department of Schools, Families and Children said: "We simply don't recognise the labels 'soft' or 'hard' A-levels - all subjects are rigorously measured against each other to maintain standards, overseen by Ofqual."
Of course a media studies A Level exam pass should carry the same weight as say physics & we could go on like this all day as Dept of Education platitude follows Dept of Education platitude. The bleeding obvious has never been more bleeding obvious you utter utter twats!
Comments
I'm impressed that your boy's air rifle has a half mile range!
Posted by: CJA | August 20, 2009 6:27 AM
Thats because you still measure distance the old fashioned way. If you had an A-level in Nu-Labour maths, it would make perfect sense.
Posted by: Gweilicus | August 20, 2009 9:16 AM
It's because the interaction between distance and ballistics is measured using the media studies 'Stripdorf Anwankalot Formula' rather than physics.
Posted by: Bruce | August 20, 2009 12:17 PM
Hm...well, if the body parts don't come out of the grille, might I suggest that next year you take her to Pebble Beach and get her a 'new' car?
Posted by: Cricket | August 20, 2009 4:19 PM
Better still, take her to Pebble Beach and get different body parts in the grille. Northern Californians make excellent roadkill, even though they do stink more than ripe badger.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | August 20, 2009 8:39 PM