17th Feb - Don't waste your money on England



Today's title is not the eagerly anticipated sequel to 'Don't Cry For Me, Argentina', but instead, a word of advice. As if living in a country where £13m of tax payers' money is used to bribe off the victim of a potential nonce wasn't bad enough, the simple fact is; There's ZERO value for your money in this country. The entire system has been set up to benefit the wealthy elite, and keep the working class below the poverty line. Fancy a few examples? 

Household bills. Once the price cap is lifted on 1st April, the average household will face a 54% cost increase of more than £700 per year, moving from £1,277 to £1,971. Will the national wage be increasing by such a percentage in line with such increase? Absolutely fucking not. The government have recently trimmed an extra £80 per month away from Universal Credit claimants, many of whom only earn £64 per week currently. How about clap for carers? Bullshit. Parliament voted AGAINST a pay increase for NHS workers, 323 votes to 309. Of the 309 who voted in support of rewarding our frontline heroes, 256 were from the Labour Party, (0 Conservatives - what a surprise), whilst 313 of the 323 who were in favour of keeping the salary at bare minimum, were Tories.





The price of groceries? A record-breaking 9% increase in the year alone, on account of our gloriously ignorant, ill-informed, uneducated, and idiotic, Brexit voters. Tax is increasing to an eye-watering 25%, whilst National Insurance is set to soar to £1.25p per pound on account of recouping the costs of furlough, a scheme was the majority of us failed to indulge in/benefit from, at all. Alas, at least transport is cheap? Oh the IRONY. When the public ignored Corbyn's plea to nationalise the rail industry in the United Kingdom, they happily accepted cheapest (don't believe me, look it up on Trainline right now), fares of London to Edinburgh (£138), London to Newcastle (£125), London to Manchester (£120), or London to Liverpool (£87). 

To put that latter one into some form of context, the journey takes 2 hours. I took a train from Naples to Sorrento last Autumn. 1.5 hour journey. £5. A bus would've been half of that. Likewise, Florence to Venice (2.5 hours), £11. Barcelona to Valencia (3 hours), £18. Google ANY other country's fares and you'll see why living in the U.K is an indeterminable prison sentence, where we're forced to plunge vast amounts of salary into a pension we'll be - at luckiest - too old to enjoy, or more realistically, no longer alive to cash in. If it's the latter, anything you're lucky enough to now own (good luck with that in the 'renting generation') will be shared among some snotty-nosed brats sat in-front of an iPad (or 'VR screen' by this point), who through the lottery of life, have managed to snaffle some of your bloodline at random, but not before the Government has once again skimmed off a whopping 40% via 'inheritance tax'; an admin procedure simply designed to milk away the final drop of your hard-earned cream. 




My advice? Don't waste your money on England. Don't fall for the idea of expensive 'staycations' and Air BnBs priced by private landlords, all in the vain hope of 'boosting our economy' because our economy does not care about YOU. Travel bans blamed on COVID? A phoney scam to prevent you airing your GBP in foreign territories. PCR testing and 'Day 2' quarantines? In my own experience, we're the only country who doesn't even check such documentation on arrival into the airport. I know a 'friend' who re-used a code from a previous travel to input into his/her passenger locator form, during numerous trips last year. My 'friend' was never, ever, pulled up on it. Even once. 

A quick browse around SkyScanner yesterday demonstrated the meaning of 'value for money' to me yesterday. Random dates in May or June of this year... London to Mykonos? £30 return. London to Reykjavik? £45 return. London to Athens? £55 return. London to Istanbul? £100 return. A 5* honeymoon suite with a private sea-view jacuzzi in Greece? £80pp per night. My partner and I recently paid for a one-night stay in a hotel, on a Sunday night (cheapest night of the week in hotels), in Doncaster. £240. Don't get me wrong, it's a super plush spa we've been wanting to go to for some time now, and I'm really excited about it. But Doncaster... Fucking DONCASTER. (No offence if you're reading, Nads 😂). 




They're pulling our pants down. So please, in future, avoid the Hiltons, and the Novotels, and the Radissons, and the grey British skies, and the dreary landscapes. Don't waste your money on England...




... Come here instead for a Gyros. 



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