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Words fail me…

Seriously, I don’t know what to see on reading the news of this attack on a bus near Eilat.

How can a people supposedly serious about wanting to declare their own statehood go out and shoot and kill people who will be living next door to them. What sort of state will it be? And to shoot at Civilians too.  Yes, there were soldiers on the bus, and without them it really could have been worse, more could have died.



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Posted by on August 18, 2011 in News & Views



So I saw this on the BBC website.  And it kind of intrigued me.  I can see points both ways of a 2 1/2 day weekend.  I mean if they changed things here so that was the case we’d all be jumping for joy right?

But… When there seem to be so many economic problems in Israel, just like in the rest of the world – and it doesn’t seem to be cheap there. I noticed that a small bottle of coke costs 8 shekels (£1.46) when the most I’ve paid here for the same size bottle has been £1.20 (okay that was in Piccadilly station and was never going to be cheap average price is around £1.10). And the whole thing about the cottage cheese protests – well if you look into it, it seems that what people are saying is that Israel is an expensive place to live, prices are rising and salaries are not rising alongside them.  Which leads into the tents in the streets because people can’t afford rents/mortgages.  And I know that is very simplified, and I’ve gone miles away from where I started.

All I can think of is that somehow it reminds me of the arguments against the Sunday Trading Laws here in the UK, because they will have to find people that are willing to work on Sundays still to cook and serve in restaurants, and go behind the tills in shops etc.  We’ll just have to wait and see  what happens.


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Posted by on August 7, 2011 in Uncategorized


Debriefed ;)

Like I need an excuse to go to London. Like I need a reason to search the national rail website to find all the cheap train tickets, like I can persuade my Mother to come with me.

The answers – yes to all of the above.

I was invited for a debriefing session, so havign finally found reasonably priced tickets, and got Dad to agree to take us, we set off on our London adventure on the 10:15. Two hours later – well London is HOT. Like 30 degrees and the tube is just stinky and vile, but as I’ve no clue how to get to the Embassy from Euston on the bus, so it had to be the tube to High Street Kensington.

We had a little shop browsing time – Whole Foods and M&S, then I left Mum to browse or hunt for Waterstones, while I went to my meeting. Okay – the one and only mistake – I go to the consular entrance, and discover they are actually expecting me at the front door. So I trot round there, then despite the fact that the copper on the gate had checked my ID – the embassy security had to double check it!

Debriefing meeting – well we talked about the programme, the good points and the bad points, who I though was a good speaker, who was relevant and so on. I was in there an hour and didn’t realise. On the plus side – blog = hit, so I’m still writing. And when it comes to Limmud next year (David, are you reading????) they said to let them know as soon as we had a date and they would be able to get us someone to come on up.

After that – well Mum and I took a walk through the park, past Kensington Palace (No sign of Wills & Kate!) and past all the other embassies on our way to Notting Hill station to go see what exactly is so good about Westfield. And I have to admit the place is impressive. Big, a designer area – no proces on display which meant that breathing was all I could afford. Once through there it was normal high street shops, fun to browse in, but we were a pair of frustrated shoppers – I tried stuff on, but nothing was right.

Met kid brother for dinner – we went to an Italian that did some really amazing smoked salmon pasta, then, all too soon we had to head back to Euston and the train home.

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Posted by on August 4, 2011 in Uncategorized


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