I would

tell you lots of news but frankly

I find it all boring

so I imagine you would also.

I will tell you a few things that I have been thinking about lately.

Osama bin Laden...

what's up with all the Americans dancing in the streets?

How Arabic of them.

I was surprised there weren't men firing Kalashnikovs

into the sky in Times Square.

Maybe I'm too stiff upper lip British in my heritage

but some one's death,

any one's death

isn't really something anyone should be dancing in the streets about.

Osama's (if I may be so familiar) death

is hardly the end of things

and certainly not the end of the mess America has lead many

foolish countries into in Iraq or Afghanistan

because let's face it neither had much to do with Osama at the end of the day.

I wonder why America hasn't invade Pakistan?

They were hosting/hiding Osama after all.

And I think that those SEALs killed Mr bin* Laden

before the Royal Wedding

(didn't want to but ended up loving it)

but the White House PR guys held off.

Kind of like when Prince Charles and Camila postponed their wedding

for Pope John Paul's funeral

only different.
But a considerate thought from Obama for the newly weds.

Nobody wants their happy day overshadowed

by the merchant of terror's death really, do they?

I was lazing in bed this morning reading the Sunday paper

and had to laugh when I read that

there is actually a series of romance novels

about hooking up with Navy SEALs.

Can you imagine that?

All sex scenes would be interrupted as his beeper goes off calling him to duty

leaving his missus dutifully frustrated and the book G rated.

Or;

Their torrid affair is on and off again as

she breaks up and then forgives him a spot of domestic violence

because he is a hero

and has post traumatic stress.

Or;

He is constantly in the bath practicing holding his breath for extended periods of time,

while she gets irritated by his constant barking**.

Or;

His kinky bedroom activities revolve around him dressed in

head to toe latex not dissimilar to a wetsuit

and her being held hostage

(not by him cause he is the hero, by bad guys,

probably of the Arab persuasion. 

Talk about taking your work home with you).

Actually maybe having a SEAL for a husband wouldn't be a bad thing.

You'd never have to hear about his day cause he can't talk about it.

Loose lips sink ships.

But to give you an idea of how hard it is to be a Navy SEAL

watch this.
I like it for the utter boredom of the workout
 and for the work out outfits of  both the trainees and the instructors.
Wearing belts while training,
now that is a way to train up the best of the best,
probably helps as handles when you have to haul off their mind numbed exhausted bodies.

* am assuming bin is like the Dutch van.

** ok not that kind of seal, but those drill sergeants do bark.