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Thursday, 27 November 2014

You don't have to be a bum. Get out of your comfort zone!

There are rich people and there are poor people. The poor people aren't stupid, they just haven't reached their true potential. They differ as Conservatives to Socialists. Those that say, “Yes, I can do it” and those that say, “No I can't possibly”.

One of the more debilitating reasons for not progressing is remaining in your “comfort zone”. Unless you stretch yourself and leave this zone, you will have very little chance of bettering yourself.

When I was in the army, right at the beginning, when we had to fill in huge questionnaires to see where our leanings were, I met this guy who was a dustman (now termed a refuse collector) in civvy street. After his questionnaire and tests, they sent him on a nine month electronics course. I kept in touch with him and found he travelled the world, repairing cypher machines at our embassies.

When I was a district surveyor (salesman) for Rentokil, I thought one of the servicemen, who put down the poisons to kill rats, mice and cockroaches, could do better for himself. So I took him under my wing and helped him learn about selling. He became a salesman, then went out to the Middle East and sold luxury yachts, then rose to become a sales manager, and finally married his long time girlfriend. A nice upper-class girl whose parents wouldn't entertain John but changed their mind when they saw how he had bettered himself.

Both these guys moved well out of their comfort zones. And, in doing so, became successful.

Tuesday, 25 November 2014

Labour has ruined British education, and the Tories have not rectified this monumental error!

My ideas on Education for Britain

A thought on our university education fees. But I'd like to talk about school education first.

Personally, I think that tax-payers should only have the responsibility of educating our children up to A Level - except in exceptional cases.

School

The idea of UKIP bringing back Grammar Schools is excellent. The old communist Soviet Union had a two track education where they gave priority to brighter children – so we should bring this up if the left get too excited.

Two other “new” methods should be terminated.

First of all I'd like to abolish entire exam papers being multiple choice. However, there is merit in having some multiple choice as it helps indicate where pupils have the knowledge but can't express it at their age.

The first half of the paper should be worth 75% and have normal questions. The last half would be only be worth 25%  and be multiple choice. Pupils could only pass if they had at least a modicum of ability to express themselves.

Saturday, 22 November 2014

A medium size charity where nobody gets a salary and everyone pays their own expenses.

I met a lovely lady by the name of Sue Dykes in London a few years ago. She had met her husband at university and married him and moved to South Africa.

Sue, my wife and I were chatting around a drink in a fashionable watering hole in Holborn and we learned that apart from bringing up two children, she worked for a charity in Johannesburg. What immediately interested me was that it is run by a score of ladies married to doctors, lawyers, bankers and, not only do they not take any salary from the charity, they do all the work themselves, so don't employ staff. In addition to this, they pay most of their expenses out of their own (or their husband's pockets). Here is a charity where all donations go direct to the “sharp end”! This intrigues me as it was at a time when I was researching all the huge salaries directors, of all the major British charities, were earning.

Many people think I am callous when I refuse to donate money to these huge conglomerates calling themselves charities. But I am not mean as I regularly send money to BHCC. I am perfectly happy to help people who cannot help themselves but am extremely uncomfortable paying for petrol to go into a director's Rolls Royce or Bentley.

Here's a little about the BHCC organisation:

BHCC stands for the “Baragwanath Hospital Comforts Committee”



Their opening statement on their website reads:
Patients at State hospitals and clinics in South Africa are typically destitute, malnourished, as well as being very sick or injured. Many are jobless, many are homeless, many have no loved-ones to provide the basic needs for them for a hospital stay or for a visit to the clinic.  
BHCC strives to provide for the needs of destitute inpatients and outpatients in the Greater Johannesburg area in the following ways.  
Hundreds of patients arrive daily at trauma facilities in Johannesburg hospitals. Thousands more are admitted for medical conditions and procedures. The State provides very cheap, or free, medical care. What it can't provide is more than the basic bed and treatment.  
Their opening statement on their website reads:Many, involved in serious accident, assaults or abuse, have their clothes cut off so doctors can clean them up and, in may cases, operate. BHCC can then supply them with replacement shoes and clothes collected from kind donors. 
Public hospitals are always working on the breadline and can only supply medicines and treatments, not the basic necessities. BHCC then move in with toothpaste and brushes, flannels, deodorants, and sometimes even towels. With over a hundred babies delivered daily with the mothers discharged between four and twelve hours, they often need baby goods and clothes which BHCC supply for the more needy ones. BHCC are often called upon to deliver occupational therapy aids, recovery aids, educational games and activities. 
We, in Britain, complain about waiting two or three hours for being processed through. Patients in the Baragwanath Hospital may have to leave home at dawn and by the time they are dealt with, it is well into the night. That is a long wait, especially as you can't leave your place in the queue for fear of losing it. BHCC come to the rescue here by supplying packed meals to ensure a full stomach so they can be fed before taking their medicines.

Friday, 21 November 2014

Text messaging by the elderly will have you in convulsions!

An elderly couple had just learned how to send text messages on their new cell phones.

The wife was a romantic and the husband was more of a no-nonsense guy.

One afternoon while shopping the wife decided to send her husband a romantic text message and she wrote:
"If you are sleeping, send me your dreams. If you are laughing, send me your smile. If you are eating, send me a bite. If you are drinking, send me a sip. If you are crying, send me your tears. I love you."
The husband texted back to her:
"I'm on the toilet. Please advise!
Ampers

Monday, 10 November 2014

How to make your home totally secure and your wife and children 100% safe for about £20

This came in from a friend in Yorkshire, all you need to do is to buy five flags!
I was fed up with being burgled every other day in my neighbourhood. So, I tore out my alarm system & de-registered from our local Neighbourhood Watch. 
I've planted a Pakistani flag in each corner of my front garden and a large Flag of ISIS in its centre.
Now, the Yorkshire police, the National Security Bureau, Scotland Yard, MI-5, MI-6, the CIA and every other intelligence service in Europe are all watching my house 24x7x365. 
My children are followed to school every day and my wife too, when she goes shopping. I'm followed to and from work every day.  So no one bothers me at all. 
I've never felt safer. 
All Thanks to Allah
Ampers.

Saturday, 8 November 2014

One song which always reminds me of England

I can't imagine any Englishman who loves this song ever voting for any party that doesn't have the best interests of our islands at heart. YouTube removed my first choice but this is even better for those who remember the spits.


Ampers.

Thursday, 6 November 2014

Young girls like this give me faith of Africa.

In a passionate talk the entrepreneur and TED Fellow, Fred Swaniker, looks at different generations of African leaders and imagines how to develop the leadership of the future. Here is just one of the examples he gave.
Laetitia.Laetitia's a young woman from Kenya who at the age of 13 had to drop out of school because her family couldn't afford to pay fees for her.  
So she started her own business rearing rabbits, which happen to be a delicacy in this part of Kenya that she's from. This business did so well that within a year, she was employing 15 women and was able to generate enough income that she was able to send herself to school, and through these women fund another 65 children to go to school.  
The profits that she generated, she used that to build a school, and today she educates 400 children in her community. And she's just turned 18.
If a young, barely a teenage girl, can do that, the sky is the limit for others to turn Africa into a thriving continent

Watch for yourself, it's well worth it.

Ampers

Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Religion – a terrible thing or a blessing but is atheism the answer?

As I grew up, I was brought up in an Afrikaans boarding School and we lived in the Afrikaans capital in the Cape Province (as it was in those days). So I was brought up as a God Fearing protestant in the “Dutch Religion – a terrible thing or a blessing?

I first started to question religion at the age of ten when our lovely black maid, who looked after me in the school holidays, wasn't allowed to enter the church to pray because of her colour.

When I came to England at 15, I studied the various types of religion and they all seemed to have one thing in common. They ruled their flock by fear and seemed to revel in wars. I came to the conclusion that I'd have no truck with that sort of God so I became an atheist.

As I grew older, I realised that there must be a power which rules the earth. Nature, for example, has so much order in it. It protects the species, it culls a specie if it overpopulates, and even tries to cull man by disease, wars and famine.

I then heard of Deism, and to me, this began to make sense. The Deism website states: