prescott do what

'chip and pin is coming' declares my travel card: 'do you know your pin number?'

i think i've made my peace with 'pin number' now. there's not really any point in fighting it any further, and even i say it regularly. but it's still wrong. and things that are wrong piss me off.

like this for instance: the new development of houses on roman way is surrounded by barriers stamped by the phrase 'paid for by the office of the deputy prime minister'. the deputy prime minister!? why the hell is he paying for housing projects in islington? and more importantly, why the hell does he have his own office anyway? surely the point of the deputy prime minister is that he is the deputy to the prime minister? so doesn't he belong in the office of the freakin' prime minister? jesus christ.

it just reminds me of some 18th century european monarchy, where the king gives his son a few little, happy tasks to do in order to endear him to the common people. the whole thing is a massive bloody waste of money and i'm sick of it.