CNN and other outlets are reporting that there is a fire pouring black smoke over east London. Police do not suspect terrorism. Witnesses report the smoke is chemically.
Some of our maids sitting up late last night to get things ready against our feast today, Jane called up about three in the morning, to tell us of a great fire they saw in the City. So I rose, and slipped on my night-gown and went to her window, and thought it to be near the Wharf of ye Canaries at the farthest; but, being unused to such fires as followed, I thought it far enough off, and so went to bed again, and to sleep… So I made myself ready presently, and walked to the Tower; and there got up upon one of the high places, and there I did see a warehouse all on fire, and an infinite great fire at that.
Thence to Whitehall, where I urined and later dined hastily on a sack-posset from Mrs Miggins’s fine establishment. I hied me to my Lord Mayor, who was dallying with the idea of imposing a charge of two groats for horses to enter Cheapside. Rousing him from his avaricious reveries I appraised him of the conflagration, and he became all afluster and began to weep, fearing for the Olympic budgets which even now exceedeth one thousand guineas, 3s 6d. Compassionat as I am, I lended him use of my “iPhone” in order that he call the fire services that they might assay to quench the flames. My Lord Mayor was alas overly enchanted by the “touche-screene”, forgetting to notify the fire-men, and having excused himself unto another room, did not reappear. I, 'pon waiting ten minutes, proceeded to the privy, only to find him in a state of gross indecency, perusing the “webbe-syte” known as cutenewtsanddirtywenches.co.uk.
Hell’s bells of course you just burn down the old warehouse that you had to demo anyway for the Olympic village. That way, instead of paying some company to take it apart, you get the insurance company to pay. That’s what warehouse fires in NYC are for anyway.
I had cause to enquire about this recently, and while they’re not on the list of exemptions, a phone call to them advised me that ridden animals and animal-drawn vehicles are actually exempt from the Congestion Charge.
A mighty lewd webbe-syte, but yet not amiss for a sober man once to look over to inform himself in the villainy of the world; a lewd webbe-syte, but what do no wrong once to read for information sake…*
*Pepys’ diary entry for February 9, 1668; I can’t find the online cite, sorry.
…Ooo. There was a pitcher here the other week of some dude in Kentucky I think, who up and decided to use his horse to ride for errands instead of cars all thanks to the gas prices. Not that they really hold a candle to UK petrol prices, egads and forsooth. :eek:
Former coworker who’s now back in N Ireland told us that his mother’s wee car involves the equivalent of USD$84. Double :eek:
