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Poornima Simenon : new bike :)   new bike :)   12 hours ago - Via Google+ - View - Ron Gattway : A sample from a nice publication Friday 2nd September Oh permit me to take time out and put y'all in... A sample from a nice publication Friday 2nd September Oh permit me to take time out and put y'all in the picture about my less than satisfying flirtation with the British book trade. Brace yourselves: I originally had an agreement with the major wholesalers Gardners that I would supply books to them at a forty per cent discount. The problem is that if one were to consider a publication costing £9.99, then they would take a four pounds cut from the book sale, leaving me with six pounds. However, it costs me in the region of about four pounds to have each of my books constructed by the printers, CPI Antony Rowe. They then charge me in the region of about two pounds for delivery of one copy or maybe three pounds for the supply of two copies. If you are mathematically inclined, you will already have discerned that I had no profit left after the wholesale discount and after the printing and delivery costs had been deducted. Having come to the eventual realisation that my book publishing plans were not paying dividends, I chose to revise the terms of my arrangement with Gardners. I altered the discount terms so that they now only receive 25% of the book sale. This leaves me belatedly with scope for profit. The trouble is that whereas before I was shifting a reasonable amount of books (but not really receiving any real revenue from this enterprise) I now sell far fewer books, but at least I am now deriving profit from my pitiful volume of sales. It's really a case of I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, but as a consequence of the revised 25% discount, the number of shops that feel favourably disposed to order copies of my books has all but dried up. Let me explain why. First of all, a lack of recent sales is not a reflection on the quality or otherwise of my product. I am a reasonably good writer and I believe in myself. However, out of the £2.50 per book sale that Gardners obtains, they will have to distribute some of those proceeds to the actual books retailer. I am not privy to the precise terms between the wholesaler and the retailer, but suffice to say that the latter may be looking at somewhere in the region of ten per cent or fifteen per cent of my book sales which frankly is about as much as I may be receiving. However, can you imagine how many bookshops will want to stock my books, knowing that they could conceivably sit on the shelves for several weeks and even months before they are shifted. At the end of all that they receive about £1 or £1.50 per book sale and they have to then pay staff plus all manner of shop expenses out of such sales. In a nutshell, the book trade is a complete farce. Born on this date: Bill Shankly (1913); Joey Barton (1982) Died on this date: Jackie Blanchflower (1998); Christiaan Barnard (2001) Saturday 3rd September Yesterday evening in the soccer World Cup qualifiers, England defeated mediocre Bulgaria three goals to nil, while mediocre Northern Ireland lost one-nil to slightly less mediocre Serbia. Today mediocre Scotland managed a draw against slightly less mediocre Czech Republic. Oh the qualifiers are an unqualified bore. There are so many also-rans on the European stage who are complete make-weights in the qualifying groups. Basically, I would urge that the qualifying groups be trimmed in number, as Europe's soccer nations are split into two tiers. The top tier could feature sixteen or so top-ranked nations who take part in a qualifying process, while the second tier becomes a league table in which the top two teams are then promoted to the next qualifying stages of the next major tournament, while the worst two teams from the top tier drop down to tier two. It'll end in tears. Also in soccer today, a young gentleman named Johnny Black emulated David Beckham by scoring a goal from his own half of the field. His quite superb free-kick helped the mighty Coleraine to beat Portadown four-three. Today is the start of a two-day international air show on the north coast of Ulster. The sights and sounds of the assorted aeroplanes is indeed quite impressive. Mind you, I did quip to a couple of friends that Libya is treated to an air show each and every day. [Well, it did amuse me.] Tonight I accompanied my dear friend Nigel Pea-Eye to visit my dear friends Gundula und Nick. Nigel and I entered chez Real Tonne just after six pm and didn't depart until just short of eleven pm, so I am guessing that Mr Pea-Eye found his visit to have been quite worthwhile. Further to yesterday's item about my attempts to engage all the pathetic, spineless bookshops, I received the following lovely reply from a retailer called Borzoi Bookshop. Over to you, Borzoi: We would certainly not wish to stock this book as the second and third chapter headings? in your list are gratuitously offensive and disgusting. [Oh dear, somebody has received a bypass in humour]. The book in question is Alone And Asleep by Oh Sam Bin Laden. The bits that caused outrage on planet Borzoi were the following: “It is a commentary on...The royal weeding of abdiKate and Willie Windsor...and Lizzie Windsor's visit to Dublin.” Born on this date: Alan Ladd (1913); Al Jardine (1942) Died on this date: E.E. Cummings (1962); Billy Wright (1994) Okay it is time for me to go and disgust and offend some more nice unsuspecting people out there. Sunday 4th September On a politricks show on Radio Five Dead tonight, megamouth Kelvin Mackenzie described the recent looters and assorted criminal delinquents as “scum.” His comments may not be too far from the bullseye, but Kelvin M isn't reticent at trying to attract attention, having been editor of 'The Scum' newspaper. In fact, many rioters and villains through the years will have bought his 'newspapers'. One thing that Mr Mackenzie failed to point out was that the naughty staff at News International will be people that Kelvin is very familiar with. I would suggest that these smart alecs are also “scum”. Even well-educated people who work in an office and go to work wearing a nice shirt and tie are “scum”, if they happen to be operating outside of the law. Eh Kelvin? The delightful Dominique Strauss-Kahn, that paragon of virtue, has returned to France. Lock up your daughters and your hotel chambermaids, DSK is back on the prowl. Can you imagine what the terms of the next Franco-Italian entente cordiale would be if they involved Silvio Berlusconi and DSK? I think that they would lead to a massive investment in industry.....the sex industry. Today has been the best Sunday that Arse-nil have experienced since the start of the footie season. Having been humiliated on successive weekends by Liverpoo and ManUre, today was a day of rest for the hapless Gunners. Oh Sunday just isn't the same without various English and Scottish soccer teams skirmishing against each other in the afternoon. I shall have to comfort eat my way through a tube of Pringles to fill this awful void. Elsewhere in sport, Mo Farah won the five thousand metres gold for Little Britain at the World Championships. Phew what a relief that we have accepted so many Commonwealth immigrants in the past. They have been the source of so many of our best athletes. Without them, our medals tally at the major games would be distinctly tiny. Meanwhile, in the land of Uncle Sam, Andy Murray (described in a silly tabloid as the 'Dunblane dynamo') prepares for his next match in the US Open as he proceeds to step into his destiny: to fall just short of glory in another grand slam tennis tournament. Oh my goodness, Michael Philip Jagger and his new gang, SuperHeavy are shortly launching their new album on us. Oh Mick, for crying out loud, I admire your old-age athleticism, but seriously man, take yourself and your MCC tie off to Lords and leave the stage for the under-65s to play on. Born on this date: Raymond Floyd (1942); Tom Watson (1949) Died on this date: Edvard Grieg (1907); Georges Simenon (1989) Monday 5th September A couple of former world statesmen did their manipulative best to avoid facing the legal music today. In Egypt, the former Pharaoh, Hosni Mubarak was again farcically brought into the courtroom on a stretcher. Meanwhile in France, the former El Presidente, Jacques Chirac couldn't quite summon the good health, or maybe courage, or perhaps integrity to appear in court to answer charges of embezzlement. Once more, certain old rogues are playing the frail old man card. Well, me old codgers, if you're old enough to do the crime, then you are old enough to do the time. Today, the good, the bad, and the ugly of Westminster re-convened after their well-earned holidays in the sun. Davey Cameron just about refrained from a smug 'I told you so', but nevertheless he reminded one and all that the decision to collaborate with the revolutionaries of Libya had thus far been vindicated. Even Ed Miliband found it nigh impossible to do anything else but offer a begrudging congratulations. The problem for the opposition is indeed finding something that they can really launch against David Cameron. The Prime Minister is proving difficult to get the better of. He cannot even be conveniently pigeon-holed as a right-winger, as he has made enough pronouncements which tend to bypass the stereotyping in the left-right spectrum. Left one minute and then right the next, the Premier has got the Labour Conservatives feeling rather dizzy and dazed. The government is creating an enquiry into allegations of collusion by British forces in the alleged torture of Islamic terror suspects by Libya. It is basically a case of the UK (or the YUK) arranging for another state to do their dirty work and vigorously question suspected Al Qaeda 'operatives'. The enquiry relies on the secret services co-operating and providing evidence. Secret services however are not noted for being forthcoming about the tricks of the trade because it kind of undermines their secret role! I guess that ultimately when you strip away the glamour and the gloss of the royal family, Britain is just as filthy and shoddy as the next holier-than-thou self-righteous democracy. Self-important Nicky Clegg has made a declaration that the new 'free schools' will never be fee-paying institutions. Somebody should caution Mr C that it is rather risky to use the word 'never'. Did he not state something similar regarding tuition fees? Speaking of tuition fees, Edinburgh University is charging the maximum amount for non-Scottish students which is most naughty, but clearly it wishes to educate Scottish students. Born on this date: George Lazenby (1939); Raquel Welch (1940) Died on this date: Jochen Rindt (1970); Mother Teresa (1997) Tuesday 6th September The former Labour parliamentarian Margaret Moran (the ex-MP for Luton South) is facing 21 charges of false accounting of her expenses. She has allegedly claimed money for dry rot, amongst other things. There was a time when such news would have outraged the great British public, but poor old John Bull has been on the receiving end of greedy, irresponsible bankers; immoral high-profile celebrities; unscrupulous newspaper hacks; and wayward youth in the inner cities, that one is in danger of becoming de-sensitised to the awful abuses of the political class. Well, I for one will firmly be placing this Moran moron in the “scum” category that Kelvin Mackenzie so lovingly used for the so-called criminal underclass of urban Britain. Good old Ken Clarke managed to stay awake long enough to describe the recreational rioters as a “feral underclass”. Well, might I suggest that bankers and politicians that feed off the country's public funds like leeches are equally a “feral underclass.” Unfortunately in little Britain, there is a daft perception that if someone is well-educated or articulate or well-dressed, then he or she is a cut above the rest of the great unwashed. Well, I am sorry but anyone who lives in a big detached house in suburbia, drives a grand car and goes to work armed with a briefcase and pinstripe suit but who then proceeds to stitch the rest of us up with underhand trading is my idea of a member of the feral underclass. On the subject of the underclass, that exalted guttersnipe Colonel Gaddafi is rumoured to be heading for the safe havens of Burkina Faso or Niger, if indeed he isn't already ensconced therein. It is truly remarkable how this heroic military man left his citizens and supporters and forces to fight and give away their lives, so that he can maintain his luxurious existence. This tends to be a recurring trend for all dictators and heads of state. Everyone sacrifices their lives to sustain them in power and riches. Even in that model of democracies alternatively known as the United Kingdom, the gullible populace were required to go off to foreign fields and lay down their lives for King and country. What was the King doing meanwhile amidst the carnage? Oh I guess that he was quaffing a few exclusive brandies and puffing a few cigars and toasting the brainless idiots who threw their lives away to ensure that the head of state remained on his throne whilst laughing all the way to the bank. Scum? Feral underclass? I think that there are people who live in palaces who could also fit these words rather well. Born on this date: Greg Rusedski (1973); Tim Henman (1974) Died on this date: Nicky Hopkins (1994); Luciano Pavarotti (2007) Wednesday 7th September While Davey and Eddie returned to the mock battle of trading blows across the House of Commons at one another, another tiff was emerging in the coalition government. It relates to what the Conservatives call the 'temporary' fifty pence in the pound tax for those hard-pressed impoverished souls who are expected to scrape by on a meagre salary in excess of £150,000 per year. Once more, we are all being treated to the hot air about how lots of gifted entrepreneurs (especially gifted at lining their own pockets) may take umbrage at this country's punitive tax system and embark for foreign fields. Fortunately, common sense is still breathing amongst the Liberal Conservatives, whose president insisted that the fifty per cent tax rate must remain and that any future tax decreases ought to be allocated firstly to low earners (or non-earners). Tax breaks for the rich in the interests of wealth creation for their employees sounds fine and dandy, but one cannot help but suspect that wealth creation almost exclusively results in extra wealth for the wealth creators, and that this extra fortune doesn't filter down to the rest of us poor beleaguered suckers. One gent on the radio correctly stated that many entrepreneurs are more committed to wealth preservation than wealth creation. Keep the fifty per cent tax rate intact and tell the greedy irresponsible bastards in business to take a reality check. On the subject of rip-off businesses, I sent a book to Foyles bookshop of London which they ordered at an almost extortionate discount of 45 per cent. They now claim to have never received the copy of A Pop Revolution by the invisible man (moi!). They now expect me to send them a second copy. It might help if they actually supplied an accurate address for Postman Pat in the first place. Foyles have foiled my hopes for profit. Worst of all are Swinton motor insurance who are making a determined attempt to ruin my happiness (what remains of it). They apparently 'autorenewed' my car insurance, even though I did not wish for further car insurance. The vehicle in question has long since ceased to exist, and still these bloody-minded sons of bitches are seeking their pound of flesh and threatening to take me to court for outstanding monies for a vehicle that no longer exists. Is it any wonder that I loathe big business? Back at the ranch, there is a horrible rumour circulating that this is my forty-second birthday. Well, I actually cancelled all further birthdays when I was 25 (a few years ago). Born on this date: Laura Ashley (1925); Chrissie Hynde (1951) Died on this date: A.J.P. Taylor (1990); Warren Zevon (2003) Thursday 8th September A damning 1,400-page report on an incident of brutality by the British military in Iraq eight years ago has been made public. It appears that the death of an Iraqi detainee, Maha Bousa, was a direct consequence of torture from the occupying forces, supposedly liberating the natives from er brutality. It is a real tragedy for not only the deceased and his family, but also for the army of the UK. The large majority of British soldiers are true professionals who know the boundary between engaging in combat on the one hand, and using excessive and disproportionate force on the enemy or enemy suspects. It is therefore most regrettable that a few sadists are in danger of tarring the military with the same disreputable brush. This is precisely the kind of story that the loonies on the far left and the ranks of Brit-haters just like to place under a magnifying glass and focus on in a pathetic attempt to justify their prejudice against all things British. Ultimately all things are relative, and for all the incidents of brutality by the British forces, there are innumerable offences and atrocities perpetrated by soldiers of other nations which sometimes don't make it on to the news headlines. If nothing else, the unsavoury reports of British heavy-handedness on occupied peoples at least strips away any smug notion that Britain corners the world's market in fair treatment of civilians. Then again, this dastardly episode ought not to be exploited by Irish republicans or the apologists of Islamic extremism to lecture us on fair play. Neither of these two groups would be found too high up the human rights league table. At the village of Westminster, the home secretary Theresa May was not exactly endorsing Kenneth Clarke's diagnosis of a few days ago on the cause of the looting free-for-all. The justice secretary had opined that the rioting had demonstrated the failure of the penal system to deter repeat offending amongst the feral underclass. However his colleague today denied that there was any strong link between gangs from the underclass and the opportunist looters, some of whom were 'upwardly mobile' types. Across La Manche, the fashion guru John Galliano was in court, arising out of his public, drunken outburst about the holocaust. Perhaps we should have shoved this anti-Semitic fool into a cattle wagon and drove him hundreds of miles across Europe as a slight reminder of the horrors of the early 1940s. Still, his lawyer was treating us all to a chorus of 'For he's a jolly good fellow.' It's amazing what you can do if you hire a fancy lawyer or Max Clifford. You can be transformed from a frog into a prince. Born on this date: Harry Secombe (1921); Peter Sellers (1925) Died on this date: Richard Strauss (1949); Leni Riefenstahl (2003) 1 day ago - Via Mobile - View - Poornima Simenon : vampire  vampire  Watch the video: Vampire Vampire girl attacks! 2 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : never forget ! never forget ! Watch the video: Never Forget. Music video clip. Actress Poornima Simenon. Voice Amy Prins. Composer and clip Harrie Simenon. Copy rights: Simenon Creative Collective. 2 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : never stop dreaming always keep hoping  never stop dreaming always keep hoping  3 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : I'll never be perfect. You just have to accept the fact that I am who I am. I'll never be perfect. You just have to accept the fact that I am who I am. 3 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : I don't care, ilove it ♥ I don't care, ilove it ♥ 3 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : Stop bullying! in the schoolyard in the hour of play they made his life difficult every day was bullying... 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If you get lost in the great, big ocean, I'll find you. 4 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : I do my best for you, but what do I get back, just "nothing" I do my best for you, but what do I get back, just "nothing" 4 days ago - Via Google+ - View - Poornima Simenon : Good and bad times, but there's still love. Good and bad times, but there's still love. 4 days ago - Via Google+ - View -