X-FACTOR runner up Rhydian – he of the slightly scary looks and operatic voice -performed at Ponty Park last night and left punters shocked and dissapointed. He cut his act short because of problems with backing tapes and then refused to sign anything for fans. He, in best prima donna fashion , rushed off afterwards to his batcave to worship his Simon Cowell effigy. Good jobs the tickets were free or I’d want my money back.

That bird who had a hit years ago with ‘I wanna be a punk rocker’  was brilliant and signed my naked chest with scarlet lipstick. I became so aroused I had to nip behind the pavilion to bang one off handwise.

All the local bands glowed with talent. It’s these guys, who will pay their dues by gigging, gigging and more gigging that will have a long term future. Troll faced tits who go on an exploitative TV shows and then don’t even win will become Barry Manilow tribute acts.

RCT council have excelled again. Remember the three piece story a few weeks ago. Well get this one – guy in Church Village phones RCT to have a three piece collected. He is told that they can only take two items at a time and the other chair will be picked up a fortnight later. He complains saying , a chair in the garden, battered by rain, will rot but is told it is council rules of only two items. He then moans even further and is told by the guy on the phone to give the collection guys a tenna on the sly and they’ll probably take the extra chair.

The guy tells RCT to piss off, saying he pays the council tax and now they tell him this.

(PICTURED LEFT) Pontypridd cabbies look forward to their civil ceremony to be held this August. The ceremony will be a lavish affair and afterwards the happy couple plan to jet over to San Fransisco for a month long honeymoon.

‘I’ll be walking like John Wayne after that.’ Said the feminine one.


The following entry was told to me by a very good friend, a man who didn’t want to obstruct the public highway with a massive sofa and two chairs.


I needed a large three piece removed from my property and so I telephoned the RCT collection people and they arranged to pick it up this morning between 7.30 am and 4pm. I left the items leaning up against the front wall, as I didn’t want to put them in the street as that would cause an obstruction to anyone trying to cross, forcing passers-by to walk onto the road. Surely, I thought, this is the responsible thing to do – after all obstructing the pavement must be wrong. Plus a sofa and two chairs in the middle of the pavement would attract the Chavs and the next thing you’d know is the items would be in the middle of the road or used, as an alternative to bush shelters,  to create more Chavs to drain the public purse. There’s a big time scale between early morning and late afternoon – a three piece in the street for all that time!


Not good enough for RCT and collectors drove straight past.

Promptly THE RHONDDA ROVER telephoned them and they said their ever so fragile workers are not allowed to collect from gardens in case they injure themselves. Which makes no logical sense since gardens are nice soft grass and the public highway, which they advise obstructing, is hard nasty pavement. Of course there is always the possibility that there was a new type of corrosive grass and sharp bushes in my friends garden.

Makes me wonder why I pay the council tax – mind you, I always wonder that especially when I see the published councillors expense list.

My mate can’t be arsed to deal with this nonsense and instead he will burn the sofa this evening, spewing chemicals into the air.

One of the most common comments about this blog is that I have not identified myself and therefore

should not be taken seriously.

Well okay I’m publishing a picture of myself here at my computer so you can put a face to the words.

This is me after an hard day at work – I’m a personal fitness instructor – and I’m working hard here at keeping my readership informed on the latest happenings in RCT.

After we reported on the council threat to strike two days ago, Tonight’s South Wales Echo has it as its headline story. Remember you heard it here first.

Last week I was watching TV and there was a documentary about the Welsh and someone said that as a nation we hate the English.

This is not trut but it does remind me of a story we were told at school:

Owen the first ever Welsh man stood at the top of a mountain and got to speak to the lord. He looked out at the wonderful Welsh landscape – the hills, the lakes, rivers, mountain, attractive sheep and the A470 and he say’s, ‘Lord you must love the Welsh. For you have made us so fortunate with this place which is truly Heaven on Earth.’

And the Lord says: ‘I’ve not been generous with the Welsh. This land may be truly wonderous but wait till you meet your neighbours.’

The prospect of a summer of discontent over tea breaks will hinge on the result of a strike ballot among hundreds of thousands of council workers.

Members of Unison have been voting on whether to launch a campaign of industrial action after rejecting a 4% tea break offer.

Good job they are not on performance related going home for a kippay otherwise the offer would have been something like -2.45%.

More than 800,000 council workers, ranging from school dinner ladies and classroom assistants to architects and refuse collectors and quango managers in England, Wales and Northern Ireland, are involved in the dispute.

The union will have to give seven days’ notice (but send the letter second class)  of strike action if there is a Yes vote.

Industrial action is likely to involve strikes of more than two days as part of a “sustained campaign”.

Employers have made it clear the 4% tea break is the final offer and have warned that jobs and services will be affected if the offer is increased.

Unison members in Scotland are also voting on industrial action in a separate dispute over pay.

The Rhondda Rover has an idea but alas it is one that will not be implemented – why not cap the councillors wild expenses and use some of that to pay the workers and extend the poor dears tea breaks. Too simplistic, I know, but it would be a damn good thing. The thing is when we see these council road workers sleeping and drinking tea at the side of the road, while their temporary traffic lights are stuck on red both sides, will we know if they are just resting as usual or on strike? And will this strike include traffic wardens? If so then please please strike away.