After a few rounds with the doughty Mr Marr yesterday Tess had avoided saying yes no or even Maybe to direct questioning as to what she knew and when she knew it. We had dropped a b.....k or even a rocket when the lads were on their nuclear hols off Florida. This would be before the common people were asked to detrouser billions of pounds for renewing Trident. Well, you can judge for yourselves if she was being forgetful, vague or a squirming politician.
What intrigues me is the kinetics of the thing. I have it on good authority, The Beeb News Corp, usually quite reliable, that our lads were sunning themselves 200 miles from the coast of Florida when this came to pass. Mr Wikipedia assures me that after huffing and blowing for about 2 mins. a Trident rocket reaches a flight speed of 13,600 miles per hour( Eat your heart out Southern Rail) So if I inquire of my calculator how long it would take to travel from the the good sub Tessa Maybe and land on the Sunshine State, the answer is less than three minutes and counting down... ( It would give all those snowbirds a fright too, poor dears, as they are sat around the aircon singing the state song - Old Folks at Home. My geography is a bit sketchy but didn't I hear that Cuba is only 100 miles or so from Florida... Ed)
I heard the same also!
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Monday, January 23, 2017
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
There May Be No St David's Day Holiday
http://petitions.pm.gov.uk/trident/
Our little band of brothers and sisters against nasty weapons were being led by a petition to make St David's Day a public holiday - count at roughly the same time 9153.
So get to the petition and sign you beggars or there may be no national holidays for any of us, except possibly the ants! I wonder who their patron is?
We have to the 17 Feb. A few hundred thousand would be a nice poke in the eye for a retiring politician and his replacement!
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