Wednesday, 4 February 2009
There, I've used a bad word, and not just in a private conversation which was overheard and then reported to the Thought Police at the BBC. But then, although this blog is open to anyone to read, unless Someone Doesn't Like Me, I will get off scot free. My name's not Thatcher you see. My husband is very political. I suppose, perhaps by default, that makes me have Opinions. Dunno. What I do know is that the BBC have two different codes of practice and if your name is Jonathon Ross you can say or do anything which thousands of people deem offensive and not have to apologise. If your name is Thatcher, and you say something in private, and are overheard, then the BBC Stazi deem it a racist comment and you are out on your ear.
As for Golliwogs, I used to have one as a child. I wish I still had it, as I would blardy-well brandish it right now.