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So this fucking Labour MP feels nervous working in Parliament because of all the repairs that are 'needed'. Apparently "the threat of a fire is real because the cables are old and I certainly would not want to be here when they strip the asbestos". Well Ms Hillier, you'd better be glad there's plenty of asbestos in there because it's what will 'protect' the building from fire. All the electrical circuits are tested every 5 years and if any asbestos is touched you have to use contractors that are licensed as competent by UKAS. To be honest, most London scum breathe in more asbestos than most riding on the tube. Fucking shut the fuck up and stick to what you know, whatever that may be.

When I'm out and about I see the same people yakking on their mobiles. Case in point; one of the mothers picking up her youngster from nursery at the same time I pick my niece up. She's on the phone walking to the nursery. She's still on the phone waiting for the gate to open. She's still on the phone when her brat comes out, she hardly acknowledges the said brat and walks off up the road still yakking inanely on her phone with the brat trailing behind her. This happens everyday and includes her doing the same thing when she takes him in the morning. What in blue fuck is so important that she can't even be at least a half decent parent and leave the phone alone. Ive always considered taking the children to school to be an important part of bringing up children. Obviously this selfish fucking twat has other priorities.

There's a few such cunts where I work who, whenever doing something alone, will whistle and / or hum away to themselves, but without producing any recognisable melody whatsoever. I'm sure that in their heads they're banging out a brilliant rendition of whatever song it's supposed to be, but to the rest of humanity it's just a series of random notes, produced by a tone deaf fucking wanker. Shut the fuck up.

There's a couple of cunts on TV that do this and it really grips my shit. One is that horrible little runt Mike Brewer, from Wheeler Dealers (a show I otherwise really like) who does it whenever he drives a car, even if it's a clapped out piece of shit. The other is someone I've not heard of until recently, a cunt called Jimmy De Ville, who hosts a show called Engine Addict. This cunt puts Brewer to shame with his girl-like whooping. If these cunts were American I could understand it, but they're not. I've done lots of exciting things, driven lots of fast cars and ridden lots of fast bikes, and not once have I felt the urge to make such a noise.

Just spent an evening with some friends at a posh French restaurant in the locality. Few minutes after we got there a foursome turned up and sat behind us. This woman had probably the loudest fucking voice I've ever heard. Jesus christ, she did not stop talking even when she had a gob full of rabbit stew (I knew this because she informed the rest of the place when she was placing her order). Now you would have thought that her partner/husband would have said to her at some point in their relationship "Listen love, turn the volume down because not only are you making yourself look a plum, you're also making me look a right cunt and no mistake", but obviously not as he tried to out do her on the volume front as well. I found out about everything from the problems she had shopping in Bromley today to how her mate in the office has fat ankles. It wouldn't surprise me if she has ADHD and a mild form of tourettes as her language made Danny Dyer sound like a presbyterian priest. Now I can understand everyone gets a bit loud at times but not for a full 2 fucking hours. Any other CC'ers have to suffer loud mouth twats in their time?