Showing posts with label G20. Show all posts
Showing posts with label G20. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

London is all a Twitter

I promise this is not going to turn into a political blog, because that would just start a whole new debate at family gatherings.

However, the G20 summit is providing me with more laughs - The Guardian have reporters on the scene writing Twitter alerts about what is going on.

FYI, "Twitter is a social networking and micro-blogging service that enables its users to send and read other users' updates known as tweets. Tweets are text-based posts of up to 140 characters in length."

Some of my favourite G20 Tweets...

We have a cunning plan we shall approach the city not together but in dribs and drabs i am a drab

(Russell) Brand puts his scarf around his face to stop the media focusing on him, which only encourages them more. Is he an anarchist? Who knows

Is this the mildest placard? 'Bring on decent decision making.'

Man dresssed as Death (real name Harry) giving interview about need to regulate financial institutions

Two eggs, an apple and tangerine lobbed at police. Someone on the royal exhange clock...

Guitars are out

Whole street now occupied lots of kissing dancing wayhay

And some pink milk shake thrown, and landed in my hair - tnks. Mood unruly but not violent.

Billy bragg sings the internationale from the steps of the bank of england. "Come brothers and sisters for the struggle carries on..."

First tents up here comes the samba band party starts

The trio of french bankers in levis on the next table are sticking into oysters. Waiter says it is busier than usual, they have all come for the riots. It is like apocalypse now, but with decent food.

I'm at the front, tho at a safe-ish distance. People are packed in, getting hurt. someone just said it feels like glasto without the drugs.

"This is the worst festival i've ever been to" quips one man as we are squeezed round a corner by a police line

Cancel all of my meetings this afternoon, because I am going to be stuck like glue to this Twitter!

Friday, March 27, 2009

BoJo

I am a massive fan of Mayor of London Boris Johnson, a massive fan.

He has this big mop of blonde hair, mumbles and fumbles, uses big words and complicated sentences, rides his bike everywhere, and is a genuinely friendly and likeable man.

Boris is a real personality and people appreciate this. When he attended the opening of the Redbridge Cycling Centre (which I event managed) the press were nearly dry humping his leg, they loved him!

If you need evidence of BoJo's awesomeness, how about this little piece he wrote about the protesters at the upcoming G20 summit being held in London…

“They will taunt the police. They will paralyse traffic. They will do their utmost to spoil your day; and when they have been sufficiently whipped up by the oratory of Tony Benn, and when Billy Bragg has finished his ditties, it is a safe bet that they will begin the chant of hate. Somewhere in the crowd, a nose-ringed twerp will drain a mouthful of cider and call to his comrades. “What do we want?” he will demand.”

As a citizen of a Commonwealth realm, I'm voting for BoJo!