Thought Id start this one going because its rather dead on this board at the moment and I suppose all my usual muckers are either at the Stella tennis event watching Dim Tim (lose again) or at Henly Regatta eating cucumber sandwiches (they wish,...NOT).

Anyway please feel free to just talk to yourself blast away and let it go on any company or subject you wish. Just wish Id thought of this one before.

cheers GF.

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Mnamreh,

Your right its not free for everyone, but read this.

NHS writes off more than 40m in unpaid bills owed by foreign nationals.
Total figure could be more than 50 million.
Also under current rules, foreign nationals residing in the UK and paying taxes are entitled to free treatment on the NHS, and that comes into effect as soon as they become residents, even although many have never worked or contributed to the NHS.
As to initial emergency treatment, it is never refused, so it is free in that sense of the word, as very few ever pay for it.
I know we have enough scroungers of our own, but thats another problem!

http://www.britishpatriotssociety.co.uk/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=130%3Anhs-writes-off-more-than-p40m-in-unpaid-bills-owed-by-foreign-nationals-&catid=39%3Alatest-british-news&Itemid=56〈=en

Foreign students get free treatment too.

In EU countries any student should insure itself and its family before getting the visa. Here, they come to study and treat cancer, aids for their family (sometimes extending to grandparents etc.

They used to even claim benefits. I don't know the current rules.

Are these right?

Benefits,

Last year 21 million pounds in child benefits alone was paid out to 50,000 children who live abroad, purely due to the fact that one of their parents lives in the UK.
Anyone tell me the sense in that!

As to foreign student, in most circumstances they can not claim benefits, but if you are an EEA National you will be entitled to use the National Health Service (NHS), which offers free health care paid for by British tax-payers. The following NHS treatments are free:


- some emergency treatment (but not follow-up treatment)
- family planning services
- treatment of certain communicable diseases
- compulsory psychiatric treatment.

EEA Nationals can claim ALL treatments free.

Whilst a reciprocal agreement works for UK students studying in other EEA countries, very few UK residents study in other EEA countries and it is far harder to receive treatments free due to their health systems.

None EEA Nationals still qualify for full NHS treatment if they meet the following conditions:


If your course lasts six months or more. In England and Wales, if you have a husband, wife or children accompanying you as your dependents (not just as your visitors), they can also receive treatment. However, the children must be under the age of sixteen (or nineteen, if in full-time education).

So come to the UK to study and bring the whole family, why not, the UK taxpayer will look after you.

People from EU countries come here with their familieeees, one of them work for a week or two. They will be entitled to housing benefit, council house etc, never mind the treatment which is not available to them in their own country.

Over to you Fred

Can you imagine working for a company that only has a little more than 635 employees, but, has the following employee statistics:

29 have been accused of spouse abuse

7 have been arrested for fraud

9 have been accused of writing bad cheques

17 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses

3 have done time for assault

71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit

14 have been arrested on drug-related charges

8 have been arrested for shoplifting

21 are currently defendants in lawsuits

84 have been arrested for drink driving in the last year


and, collectively, this year alone, they have cost the British tax payer 92,993,748 in expenses!

Which organisation is this?

It's the 635 members of the House of Commons.

I think I may have posted similar before:-


The Arabs are not happy
They are not happy in . . . Gaza, West Bank, Jerusalem, Israel, Egypt, Libya, Algeria, Tunis, Morocco, Yemen, Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, Lebanon, Sudan, Jordan, Iran




Where are the Arabs happy? . . . in England, France, Italy, Germany, Sweden, Holland, Denmark, Belgium, Norway, USA, Canada, Romania, Hungary, Australia, New Zealand




They are happy in any country in the world that is not under Muslim rule.



And who do they blame? . . . not Islam, not their leadership, not themselves . . . but the same countries where they are happy to live. This is so true. Democracy is really good for them.




In a democracy they can live comfortably, enjoy the high quality of life which they did not build nor work for. They dont have to be productive and earn a living. They can be wild, break the law and exploit the social services, wear Burkas, make a mockery of our Police and Courts and generally bite the hand that feeds them.




My questions are . . . why do they always try to bring their failed system with them? why do they want to turn Our Country into the country they left for a better life? . . . why is our Government so fixated on pandering to them.




WHY??

WE WAS BRUNG UP PROPER !



CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1930's 1940's, 50's, & 60's.!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while
they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos...
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon
and processed meat, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes
or cervical cancer.
Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured
lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the
risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds
, KFC, Subway or Nandos...
Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn't open on a Sunday,
somehow we didn't starve to death!
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE
actually died from this.
We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store
and buy Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up
frogs with.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with
sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because........
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O..K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of old prams and then
ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built
tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 999 channels on SKY ,
no video/dvd films,
no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat
rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents.

Only girls had pierced ears!

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in
us forever.

You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time...

We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays,

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or
rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Mum didn't have to go to work to help dad make ends meet because we
didnt need to keep up with the Joness!

Not everyone made the rugby/football/cricket/netball team. Those who
didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting
into the team was based on
MERIT

Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and throw the
blackboard rubber at us if they thought we werent concentrating .
We can string sentences together and spell and have proper
conversations because of a good, solid three Rs education.
Our parents would tell us to ask a stranger to help us cross the road.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

Our parents didn't invent stupid names for their kids like 'Kiora' and
'Blade' and 'Ridge' and 'Vanilla' and 'Tiger'

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW
TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL !

And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives
for our own good.
And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how
brave their parents were.


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Skinny,

And I thought I moaned a lot.
But if there were not people like us that said what others only thought, the world would be in even worse trouble, if that's possible.

Perhaps you me Aldwickk and several others on here should stand for Parliament. No doubt if we got elected, we could really kick some ass.

Just seen your last post. As a child of the 40's, I will forward it on to many friends and relations.

Cheers Greek.

There's a thought - candid honesty in Parliament!

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:-)

Excellent post skinny, although I must have been deprived as a kid because I never had an airgun or a catapult for my 10th birthday, I wonder if I have a case for the European Court of Human Rights.
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When I was about 10 years old, I very often used to get 'ambushed' by two farm manager's kids, who used to pop up from behind a wall at the top of the cul de sac where I lived, and then pelt cobbles at me. I guess it was a semi serious game of kids being 'enemies' with each other.

I decided what to do about this so as to boost my chances of winning this war game and so I cut my self a good strong 'Y' from a hazelnut tree, bought some catapult elastic from the market, took an old shoe's tongue and made myself a real belter of a catapult. Next I selected about a dozen appropriate sized roundish, symetrically shaped pebbles from the garden.

I stuck the catapult in my back pocket and the pebbles in my front pocket and, duly armed to protect myself, off I went up the road. I loaded up just before I reached the wall. They popped up and started pelting at me.

I duly returned fire, but this time with the catapult. An immediate hit! I hit the smallestof the two kids slap bang in the front teeth.

Oh my god! What had I done? I instantly realised how absolutely dangerous this had been. It could just as easily have been his eye!

That evening the farm manager visited our home. When my mum answered the door he asked for me and demanded I hand over my catapult. I went to fetch it and duly did so.

A couple of days later, I was standing at the corner of the crossroads in the village where we lived with some of my mates. It was where we hung out and right in the middle of the village - and this guy was coming along the path towards us. Oh dear! What would he do now? I just stepped towards the back of my friends a bit to distance myself from him a bit. I didn't run off but just moved out of his way somewhat so as not to be too conrontational.

As he got nearer he pushed his way through my mates and gave me a fist slap to the side of my head with his clenched fist. I must have gone down instantly I guess and came to a few minutes later. By now he had gone out of sight. My mates asked why the hell he'd done that and so I told them about the regular cobble throwing ambushes from his kids and what had happened.

Later, since he was also a schoolmate but in a higher class, I found out the guy's son had suffered a broken and split front 'second 'tooth from my catapult shot and was going to need a partial denture for the rest of his life. I also found out that his father had been a sergeant in the commandos in the war.

Anyway, that was the end of the matter. We just got on with the rest of our lives. No police. No assault charges. No probation. The ambushes? They stopped.

And the date? Circa 1953.

And in the late 50's to the 1960's we had some of best rock and pop music in history.

Mnamreh,

Fully agree there. If you are honest you can never be a politician.
It can be very dangerous to always tell the truth.
I remember a TV programme many years ago, where several people told the truth for 24 hours, it was chaos. Withing a few hours so many people had been insulted and upset, no one was speaking to each other.
Next time your wife asked, 'Do you like my new hairdo, or, 'Does this dress make my bum look big', try telling her the truth, and then duck.

Just think if the politicians tackled areas such as foreign policy or terrorism in the way it should be done and told the world, there would be wide spread condemnation, you only have to look at the resent events of Gaddafi's death to see how the world re-acts.
The public may demand the truth, but when they find out what that truth is, they don't like it, even when sometimes that truth on how things are dealt with are the only options that work.
Lying makes the world go round, what should not be excepted is when politicians lie for the sole reason of protecting themselves, not others or the world in general.

This is quite interesting - Ethics guide

There having another go for a referendum.

When the French, Dutch and Irish voted No to the EU constitutional and Lisbon Treaties, they were asked to vote again. We must force our MPs to do the same.

http://epetitions.direct.gov.uk/petitions/20911?utm_source=EVERYTHING&utm_campaign=07e246ef83-EU_PETITION11_1_2011&utm_medium=email