Yet again I find myself deep in thought and wondering what is happening to England. Perhaps it is something to do with last evening. I was out with friends for a Chinese meal, we chose a banquet for six and slowly over the evening the five courses appeared. I am not a big eater and consequently not a big person but yesterday I turned into a glutton; now there’s a word you don’t hear much these day; as each course was presented I ate my share of it or very nearly did. I also had two drinks but that is all as by the middle of the evening I was over-sated and had a pain under my ribs. I had not been this way for decades. When I finally got home still in great pain I went straight upstairs and cleaned my teeth and went to bed still in pain. I slept like a Lion who had had a gazelle for lunch. Out like a light and never woke up until 7:15am.
Today I have to wonder why we eat so much, why do restaurants serve so much food? why do people eat it like I did in an highly unusual evening of madness?
There are food-banks in most UK cities and prosperous York is no exception and yet the price I must have paid for the food that I shouldn’t have eaten plus the food that wasn’t eaten by any of us must be worth 30 pounds at a supermarket.
I am quite good at giving to charities so I am not saying that I should give more; no, I’m bothered by the fact that there is such a difference between me, an ordinary bloke in York and other families who feel that they need to use food banks. One of us is doing something wrong and if it is me wasting my money, how does stopping that help those living on the parish?
As a result of these thoughts I have ordered a book on the life of PolPot the Cambodian mass murderer and madman in order to assuage my self doubt, That’s not true, I think I’m a nice fellow but what is happening isn’t making sense.
If you have read my previous posts you will know I am disturbed by Agenda 21, by Common Purpose, by sustainable development and by Greens who seem to to communists in disguise. Read ‘little Red Riding Hood’ for a quick synopsis.
All in all I am a confused fellow who needs honest answers and do you know what; I don’t think I am going to get them.

A Full English Breakfast as I don’t have a pic of a Chinese one.