Something delightfully old fashioned about a Bank Holiday.
It brings up images of black and white charabancs taking mill workers off to the seaside for a day of picnics and debauchery before returning to their harsh industrial lives. Nowadays everything stops apart from, well just about everything. The banks obviously. And schools. And... well... council offices, but that's about it really. And today everything is back to normal.
It brings up images of black and white charabancs taking mill workers off to the seaside for a day of picnics and debauchery before returning to their harsh industrial lives. Nowadays everything stops apart from, well just about everything. The banks obviously. And schools. And... well... council offices, but that's about it really. And today everything is back to normal.
Meanwhile, we are a couple of days away from deciding on which politicians we want to trust to make all our big decisions for the next few years. I'm still not sure what to do. The parties have all gone very quiet over the whole BBC Radio 6 issue.
In the next century, people will look back on this period of history as the Internet Revolution, in the same way we studied pictures of the Industrial Revolution and tried to imagine a world before machines. They will try to imagine a world before Amazon, Ocado and the ability to download instant pornography.
But will they still get Bank Holidays? I'm not so sure.
But will they still get Bank Holidays? I'm not so sure.
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