If we oldies can get to bed at a respectable hour, there’s no need for pubs to stay open until dawn

Alf observes with some fascination the goings-on about boozing hours in Wellington.

The rejection of Wellington City Council plans for bar hours has implications for councils in other parts of the country. Hence it may affect the Tararua District Council’s thinking on what is allowable in its patch, and this in turn would affect Alf’s lifestyle.

This means that councils across the county (according to Radio NZ) may struggle to enforce any policies allowing bars to stay open beyond 4am.

Alf can advise his constituents (who are well aware of his habits, anyway) that his lifestyle certainly would not be affected by any requirement for pubs to shut by 4am, because at that hour he has long ago gone home to snuggle down with Mrs Grumble or (sometimes) be put to bed in the spare room.

 

No, it aint bollocks – taxpayers are enabling beneficiaries to over-ride being banned from driving

Check out Alf’s previous post. It featured a set of balls.

Pretty balls they are too.

Today Alf wonders if they belong to Paula Bennett, because it seems she has lost hers.

Data that drives one to drink

A posting at Macdoctor headed “Drinking Your Way to Cancer” initially came as a disagreeable surprise.

Based on a report in The Press, it tells of a recent British study using a cohort of a million women which found that even a small amount of alcohol can increase your chances of getting cancer.

Alf was relieved – momentarily – he’s a bloke.

But he spluttered on his pint on learning –

Apparently the wierdos at the World Health Organisation have classified alcohol as a class 1 carcinogen along with asbestos, formaldehyde, mustard gas and plutonium-239.