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Guirlanda de Páscoa - Artesanato - Artesã: Giuvana Salvador - Programa Atelie na TV


Assistam ao Programa Atelie na TV ..

Este é o Melhor Programa de Artesanato ....

www.ateliena tv.com.br

Bjos

Li

Todos os créditos para: Artesão(a): Giuvana Salvador
Exibição: 13/02/2008
Telefones:
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Materiais:
01 folha de EVA 45x60 2mm Linha Grafiatto Kreateva – Cor: Branca
04 pacotes de Super Apliques de Flor 2mm (Flores Iguais)
01 Pacote EVA Confete Kreateva de 100g.
Lápis de Cor Aquarelável
Lápis Comum
Caneta de Tinta permanente ponta fina – Cor: Preta
Tesoura
Cola Instantânea Bond-it Brascola
Passo a passo:

1.Transfira o molde do coelho para a folha de Grafiatto na Cor Branca.
2. Repita o processo, pois o coelho é duplo.
3. Recortar com a tesoura as peças.
4. Colar os dois coelhos, mas deixar uma abertura para que o coelho possa ser preenchido.
5. Utilize a caneta preta de tinta permanente para fazer o contorno do coelho, e depois faça um leve sombreamento com o lápis de cor aquarelável.
6. Preencher o coelho com o EVA Confete em seguida fechar o coelho.
7. Separe as flores, cole duas das flores, deixando uma abertura para ser preenchida.
8. Utilize a caneta preta de tinta permanente para fazer o contorno do coelho, e depois faça um leve sombreamento com o lápis de cor aquarelável.
9. Preencher as flores com o EVA Confete em seguida fecha - las.
10. Repita o processo das flores mais 7 vezes para completar 8 flores.
11. Em seguida cole uma flor ao lado de outra flor até formar a guirlanda, como mostra o molde.

DESTAQUE DO PRODUTO:

A kreateva visando atender às necessidades e expectativas de nossos clientes, que estão cada dia mais exigentes em relação a qualidade, funcionalidade, praticidade e inovação está lançando mais uma novidade no segmento de folhas de EVA.Folhas que possuem um efeito novo e totalmente diferente dos existentes no mercado. O EVA GRAFIATTO, que possui toque atoalhado, com ranhuras que lembram a textura do grafiatto. Além dessa textura diferenciada o produto possui outras vantagens sobre as existentes no mercado. Pois o EVA Grafiatto não suja a peça, o local de trabalho do artesão e nem solta pelos ou fiapos garantindo as características originais após a peça finalizada.
Aproveite e descubra o EVA Grafiatto Kreateva, o atoalhado que não solta fiapos!!!O EVA Cortiça foi desenvolvido para você cliente da Kreateva produzir efeitos diferenciados em suas peças de artesanato. Com cinco opções de cor: azul brasil, amarelo brasil, vermelho natal, verde natal, cortiça natural .

FEIJOADA DE CHOCO - Receita do Blog Cozinhar com os Anjos


o choco e cortei em quadrados. Reservei. Num tacho piquei uma cebola e 2 dentes de alho, juntei uma folha de louro e azeite, levei só ao lume até a cebola amolecer (translúcida). Juntei o choco e deixei sempre cozinhar em lume brando. Fui juntando sempre golinhos de água aos poucos. Quando o choco estava cozinhado juntei 2 colheres de sopa de massa de pimentão, e deixei misturar sabores. Depois juntei um copo de vinho branco e deixei evaporar. Juntei o feijão cozido e um bom molho de coentros picados e temperei com flor de sal e piripiri. Deixei só harmonizar sabores. 

Rodrigo Faro: "Quero ser o apresentador número 1 do Brasil" - TITITI - por Rose Delfino



"Nunca vivi algo tão maravilhoso
como vivo hoje na Record"
Foto: Divulgação

Menino de ouro da Record, o apresentador faz confissões bombásticas em entrevista exclusiva


por Rose Delfino

Conteúdo do site TITITI


Em plena forma e, como sempre, usando roupas estilosas, Rodrigo Faro recebeu a equipe de TITITI em seu camarim na Record para esta entrevista exclusiva. Aos 36 anos, o apresentador de O Melhor do Brasil, levou dois anos para provar que é, sim, um grande animador. Indiscutivelmente, o gato se tornou hoje o grande astro da Record.

"Nunca fui tão feliz na minha vida", diz. Mas o maior prazer, mesmo, pra ele é brincar com as filhas, Clara, de 4 anos, e Maria, de 1, em casa ou na lancha de 31 pés que tem em Angra dos Reis (RJ).

Órfão de pai aos 13 anos, o astro trabalhou como modelo em comerciais e na TV desde muito cedo para ajudar a mãe professora. Mas nem por isso deixou os estudos. Formou-se em rádio e TV pela Universidade de São Paulo e, com a mesma naturalidade com que comanda suas atrações no vídeo, admite: pretende se tornar o apresentador número 1 do Brasil.

Um dos momentos mais esperados de O Melhor do Brasil é quando você surpreende o público, parodiando ídolos da música com o quadro da "dancinha". Ele, aliás, virou uma febre... Como a brincadeira surgiu?
Foi no dia da morte de Michael Jackson... (25 de junho de 2009). A gente estava gravando e viu a imagem dele sendo retirado de casa na maca. Ficamos muito tristes. Ele era um ídolo pra mim. Quando eu era pequeno, dançava as coreografias dele nas aulas de street dance. Thriller e Billie Jean, por exemplo, eram obrigatórias... E aí, naquele sábado, prestei uma homenagem me apresentando como ele na hora do beijão no quadro Vai Dar Namoro. O público gostou, mandou cartas e e-mails, e não parei mais!

Já brincaram por aí dizendo que você é meio gay por se apresentar de mulher?
Não, as pessoas percebem que é só palhaçada porque estou de roupa de balé, mas com pelo no peito (risos)! Sabem que é brincadeira inocente, sem pornografia. E aprovam porque eu me dispo da figura emblemática do apresentador tradicional.

Você completou dois anos de programa... Que balanço faz da guinada na carreira ao se transferir da Globo para a Record?
Foi a melhor coisa que fiz na minha vida. Nunca antes vivi algo tão maravilhoso profissionalmente como vivo hoje na Record em termos de trabalho, retorno de público e audiência. O programa bateu o recorde no dia 1o de maio, com 12 pontos! Nem nos meus melhores sonhos imaginei que iria deixar a Globo e ter este retorno do público. É surpreendente e emocionante. E ainda ganhar o Troféu Imprensa com dois anos no ar... é muita coisa boa em pouco tempo.

Qual o significado do Troféu Imprensa para você?
É o maior prêmio profissional da minha vida, o maior incentivo. E me dá a certeza de que tenho que trabalhar mais para me igualar às pessoas com as quais concorri: Gugu, Faustão, Luciano Huck. Jamais imaginei que pudesse ganhar desses caras.

A gente sabe que TV é um meio extremamente competitivo... Há uma rivalidade forte entre vocês?
Nada disso! Sou amigo dos três. Frequento as pizzadas do Faustão, fico na casa do Luciano em Angra, e o Gugu é um mestre que só fala bem de mim.

O que foi mais difícil para você quando assumiu O Melhor do Brasil?
Substituir um grande apresentador como o Márcio Garcia e dar ao programa o meu DNA, a minha cara... Fiz e faço isso com humor, rindo quando é preciso e chorando quando é necessário. Sou eu mesmo no palco, uma cara simples, do povo.


Rodrigo Faro em três momentos: Atuando na novela "O Cravo e a Rosa", da Globo; ao lado da mulher e das filhas e vestido de Beyoncé no Melhor do Brasil.
Foto: Rede Globo / Arquivo Pessoal / Rede Record


Você foi criado num bairro nobre paulistano, certo?
Eu cresci entre o Paraíso e a Vila Mariana. Minha mãe (Vera Lúcia Alcazar Faro) é professora e meu pai (Gil Vicente Faro) era dentista. Os dois se separaram quando eu tinha 9 anos, mas aos 8 eu já tinha começado a trabalhar como modelo.

Como você foi descoberto?
Um cara me viu na padaria com minha mãe e me chamou para fazer um teste com mais 300 crianças para um comercial de leite B. Fui aprovado e gostei tanto que disse à minha mãe que queria aquela profissão. Ela respondeu que eu poderia, sim, trabalhar na televisão, mas deveria estudar muito, fazer faculdade e nunca tirar notas vermelhas.

Quando seu pai morreu deve ter sido bem difícil, não?
Eu tinha 13 anos e estava no estúdio gravando o ZYB Bom quando recebi a notícia. Foi complicado, mas a gente já tinha bem pouco contato.

Guarda alguma mágoa da época da Globo?
Imagina, a Globo me projetou! Mas eu queria mais, precisava retomar meu lado de apresentador. Cheguei a gravar o piloto do Fama, que depois foi apresentado pela Angélica. Foi bacana, eles adoraram, mas lá me queriam só como ator.

Daí a Record lhe fez uma proposta milionária?
Não era milionária, era uma proposta salarial melhor. Porém, mais que o dinheiro, o que me importava era poder mostrar que eu tinha condições de ser um animador. A Record me deu isso. Aqui sou um artista, não sou apenas um número. Na Globo a gente é um número. Estou em meu melhor momento. Sou dez vezes mais reconhecido e assediado do que antes.

E você pode dizer que tem liberdade para fazer seu programa mesmo estando numa emissora dirigida por bispos evangélicos?
Mais que liberdade: tenho incentivo, apoio! Posso dançar de collant rosa Single Lady, de Beyoncé! A Record aproveita todos os meus talentos.

Você e a Vera são casados há sete anos. Como mantêm acesa a chama da paixão?
Na verdade, estamos juntos há 13 anos e somos muito felizes. Não deixamos a relação cair na rotina, procuramos ter o nosso momento, saímos pra jantar, curtirmos a vida a dois...

O que você acha da TV brasileira atual?
Tem que se renovar, buscar novos conteúdos e interatividade. E a nova figura do apresentador é a de um showman.

Se considera um showman?
Sou um cara que estudou para atuar, cantar, dançar. Quero me firmar como comunicador! Tudo o que eu faço é porque quero ser o apresentador número 1 do Brasil!

Vídeo aula Tricô - Cachecol Dália em Trico - Todos os créditos sao da Professora Elaine do Blog Elaine Croche


Todos os créditos sao da Professora Elaine do Blog Elaine Croche

Vídeo Tricô mostrando um Cachecol Dália feito com o fio de mesmo nome da Incomfio (ou o Chenile Princesa) - 1ª parte - da Professora Elaine. A pioneira no ensino do choche On Line e agora também no Tricô. Visite www.elainecroche.blogspot.com


Vídeo aula Crochê - Tapete Multicores São Francisco - Vídeo da Professora Elaine do Blog Elaine Croche


Vídeo aula mostrando a confecção do Tapete Multicores em Barbante São Francisco - 1ª parte - da Professora Elaine. A pioneira no ensino do choche On Line. Visite www.elainecroche.blogspot.com

croche crochet ganchilo artesanato crochê tricô knitting tricot video aula ponto tapete barbante 



Decoupage e Pátina Provençal em Bandeja - Artesã Valderez Menezes - Artesanato - Programa Atelie na TV


Assistam o Programa Atelie na TV

www.atelienatv.com.br

Todos os créditos para : Artesão(a): Valderez Menezes

Exibição: 15/02/2008
E-Mails: (11) 8693-8402
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Materiais:

Bandeja de M.D.F.; - Goma Laca Indiana (asa de barata);
Álcool Absoluto (99,5º INPM);
Lixa nº 400;- Lixa nº 220 para madeira;
Tinta Acrílica Decorativa nas cores: Verde Oliva e Champagne;
Fluidificador Mural Color;
Parafina;
Cola Découpage Exterior Mural Color;
Espátula de Teflon Mural Color;
Papel para Découpage, Italiano (motivo de abóboras);
Tesouras tamanhos médio e pequeno;
Pátina Cera Mural Color Chocolate (PAT-54):
Diluente líquido para pátina cera Mural Color;
Pincéis chato de cerdas ref. 456 nº 16 e 22;
Pincéis chato sintético ref. 424 nº 22 (três peças).
Passo a passo:

Lixar toda peça com a lixa nº 400, com movimentos circulares. Remover o pó. Aplicar com o pincel de cerdas nº 22 uma demão de Goma Laca Indiana (asa de barata)também com movimentos circulares. Esperar secar.
Lixar novamente com a lixa nº 400, com movimentos circulares. Remover o pó.
Com o pincel sintético nº 22, aplicar uma demão de tinta acrílica decorativa Verde Oliva diluída com um pouco de Fluidicador Mural Color. Esperar secar.
Passar a parafina em toda a superfície,principalmente nas quinas da peça.
Retirar o excesso da parafina com um pedaço de malha de algodão.
Com o pincel sintético nº 22, aplicar duas demãos de tinta acrílica decorativa cor Champagne diluída com um pouco de Fluidificador Mural Color, esperando a secagem entre cada demão. Porém, imediatamente após a secagem da segunda demão, lixar a peça com a lixa nº 220 no mesmo sentido que pintou, lixando mais nas quinas da peça. Remover o pó.
Recortar o papel para Découpage. Fazer uma pré-montagem para definir onde colocar cada gravura.
Com o pincel sintético nº 22, aplicar a Cola Découpage Exterior Mural Color nas áreas onde serão coladas as gravuras, estirando bem para não deixar excesso de cola.
Em seguida, posicionar o papel, pressionar delicadamente de dentro para fora. Passar a espátula de teflon sobre cada gravura também pressionando delicadamente de dentro para fora, para eliminar bolhas de ar e excesso de cola, deixando um acabamento perfeito. Esperar secar.
Carregar o pincel de cerdas nº 16 com uma mínima quantidade de Pátina Cera Mural Color na cor Chocolate (PAT-54), e aplicar suavemente com movimentos circulares na parte externa de cada gravura, para dar o efeito de sombreado.
Com a peça totalmente seca, aplicar com um pincel sintético nº 22, uma demão da Cola Découpage Exterior Mural Color em toda a peça, como verniz de acabamento.

Culinária na Capa - que tal??!! - Decoupage

Van Damme on Arsenio Hall (Universal Soldier)



I Love Van Damme ...
kiss
Li
 

Dolph Lundgren - Melodifestivalen

Muito engracado este vídeo ..

Este ator só faz filmes violentos e com muita acao ...

Ve-lo dancando e cantando é muito engracado ...

Beijinhos 

Molde sapatinho de jujubas feito com papel cartao - Sugestoes de Lembrancinhas






Olá minhas meninas lindas ....

Neste Blog tem idéias ótimas para Lembrancinhas de Maternindade em forma de sapatinhos de todas as formas e de vários materias ...

Visitem este Blog 10 boas ideias feitas com sapatinhos de bebê, sapatinhos feitos em papel cartão recheados com jujubas.

Tem outros feitos de Feltro,  Biscuit , Origami e muitos mais ...

Milhoes de Beijinhos

Li

Apple iPad: The best accessories - telegraph.co.uk


You've bought your Apple iPad and loaded it with our pick of the best apps – here's the kit you need to get the most out of your new toy


Published: 8:00AM BST 29 May 2010

Apple iPad case, £30 (apple.com/uk)

Within the soft, microfibre interior and rubberised exterior lie reinforced panels that enable the case to be folded together to form a stand that holds the iPad at an ideal angle for watching movies or surfing the web.

Apple iPad keyboard dock, £55 (apple.com/uk)

The iPad's virtual keyboard is fine for tapping out the odd email, but if you want to use it to write anything lengthier, invest in this dock, which has a keyboard attached. You can charge your iPad through the dock which typing comfortably. You can even hook up speakers, to turn your iPad in to a sort of desktop computer.

Griffin PowerJolt Micro, £16.99 (griffintechnology.com)

Apple's latest gadget has a pretty good battery life of around 10 to 12 hours, but if you're going to be taking it on the road, splash out on this in-car charger, which plugs in to your cigarette lighter to quickly juice up the iPad on the go.

Built iPad case, £25 (builtny.com)

Trendy New York accessory-maker Built has created a range of funky, slimline neoprene sleeves to protect your iPad when you're out and about. Available in a variety of bright colours and bold designs.

Apple iPad A-frame, £39.99 (griffintechnology.com)

A more robust alternative to the Apple iPad case, the A-frame allows you to mount your iPad in a portrait or landscape position for easy web browsing, video watching and reading. There's a groove for the iPad's speaker, allowing you to play music or movies without headphones.

F1 Turkish Grand Prix: Lewis Hamilton under pressure to claim his first win of 2010 - By Tom Cary, F1 Correspondent, in Istanbul - telegraph.co.uk



Formula One's jet-setting driver Lewis Hamilton will be hoping to claim his first grand prix win of the season in Turkey on Sunday.


By Tom Cary, F1 Correspondent, in Istanbul

Published: 7:10PM BST 28 May 2010

American dream: McLaren driver Lewis Hamilton is spending a lot of time in the States with his girlfriend, but his critics believe he should be concentrating on race wins Photo: GETTY IMAGES

Lewis Hamilton has been sporting a pair of small, dark studs in his earlobes in Turkey this week. They are there in readiness, he disclosed, for the arrival of some real "bling" in the near future. By that the 2008 world champion presumably meant some diamond-encrusted studs of the kind favoured by Premier League footballers and rap artists.

And why not? As a successful, young sportsman with a keen eye for fashion, Hamilton can wear whatever he pleases. Provided it does not interfere with his day job.

And therein lies the rub. There is a view, not often voiced, within the paddock that Hamilton's fondness
for such accessories, his desire to be cool, even the way he sometimes speaks in what some believe to be faux-'street' manner, rub his fellow drivers up the wrong way.

Rumours of ribbings at his expense during drivers' meetings occasionally bubble to the surface.

So what, you ask? Hamilton does not need to be popular with his fellow drivers to be successful. Michael Schumacher was hardly one of the boys and he won 91 grands prix and seven world titles. As long as he is focused on his job and his driving, no problem. Let them worry about what he wears or says. And quite right too.

But what Hamilton's desire to be cool, to have his celebrity validated in other ways than purely his on-track success, is part of a wider trend which does affect his day job? Having sacked his father, Anthony, as his manager back in March, Hamilton has spoken quite openly of wanting to find someone who can "progress what I am, who would help me grow as a brand".

The 25 year-old has said he believes specialist managers within F1 might be "limited" in terms of what they can offer him, the implicit suggestion being that he will go with a big management agency such as IMG, which builds megastars such as Tiger Woods.

Hamilton has been to Los Angeles a number of times in recent months to visit his girlfriend, the Pussycat Dolls singer Nicole Scherzinger, returning to Europe most recently on Wednesday after Scherzinger's victorious performance in the final of Dancing with the Stars, America's version of Strictly Come Dancing.

Hamilton is comfortable in such circles; he enjoys getting dressed up and rubbing shoulders with the MTV crowd. In fact, his move from Geneva to the bigger Swiss hub of Zurich last month was to a large extent motivated by the ease with which he will now be able to nip across the Pond, not to mention race tracks around the globe.

It may well be that this downtime is good for him, the perfect way to relax and get away from the goldfish bowl.

Besides, isn't that what F1 drivers are meant to do?

Parris Mullins, an American entrepreneur seeking to enter F1 next year, remarked recently that he felt he could sell it to the American marketplace because it is no longer "just a sport; it's a TV show and a lifestyle". Jetting over to America to be with your pop star girlfriend is what F1 is all about.

The problem is, Hamilton is not winning. Until he is, any outburst, any long-haul trip to California on the eve of a race, can be used against him by his detractors, who point out that he has been erratic as well as brilliant this season.

He has fallen out with his father, been pulled over by police for burning rubber on a public road in Melbourne, qualified badly in Australia, Malaysia and China and berated his team a couple of times over the radio.

In Monaco a fortnight ago he asked testily why they were telling him to back off only halfway through a race to protect his brakes. "What the hell? Do you want me to race these guys or look after the car?" he demanded.

Former Renault technical chief Pat Symonds said it showed "a lack of respect" for his engineers.

What cannot be doubted, though, is Hamilton's talent behind the wheel.

When he is on song – as he has been in most races this year, if not in qualifying – he is far and away the most exciting driver, capable of carving through a field in ways that others simply cannot conceive.

He is adamant he is driving better than ever and is focused on the job in hand. He just needs to string it all together.

If Hamilton fails to win on Sunday he will equal his longest non-winning streak of 10 races - which tells you all you need to know about the ridiculously high standards he has set himself.

His chances of doing so extend to a large extent upon qualifying on Saturday afternoon.

"When it comes to qualifying there is no outdoing the Red Bulls at this moment," he admitted. "They have got more downforce than everyone else. But if we qualify third and slipstream them down the back straight then we can win the race. Nothing is impossible."

Sounds like the American dream.

Lloyds in legal battle with celebrities over golf course - By Jonathan Russell -telegraph.co.uk

Lloyds Banking Group has found itself embroiled in a legal battle with the celebrity members of one of the world's most exclusive golf courses.


By Jonathan Russell

Published: 9:27PM BST 28 May 2010

In legal papers filed in the US, the bank has been accused of fraud, negligent misrepresentation and breach of fiduciary duty over plans to sell Loch Lomond Golf Course, an asset it effectively owns, to De Vere Hotel Group, a company it also has a 50pc stake in.

Lloyds took ownership of the golf course from HBOS-backed Lyle Anderson Companies when the group fell into administration in 2008.

Since then the club's members, who are thought to number just 200 and include Sir Sean Connery and Prince Andrew as well as senior City figures, have been trying to buy the club.

However, the US administrator Marotta Gund Budd & Dzera has rejected their approach and entered into talks to sell the course to De Vere Hotels.

A source close to the club said: "The MEC [members' executive committee] has submitted an offer on behalf of members which is clear, financially competitive and with limited conditionality to closing.

"Unfortunately, however, the bank appears minded to pursue a sale of the club to the De Vere Hotel group, in which the bank has recently become a large shareholder.

"We believe that this is the wrong decision for all the parties concerned, since it will result in mass resignations by the membership and leave the legal class action as the only route for members to recover their debenture investment in the club."

Loch Lomond, near Glasgow, describes itself as "one of the most prestigious private international clubs in the world".

Membership is understood to cost up to £75,000 a year, for which members get access to the golf course, fly fishing, shooting and 43 suites on the estate.

However, members fear that the sale of the golf course would reduce the value of their debentures by opening up the course to a wider public.

Although Lloyds declined to comment, it is understood the bank is to defend the legal action brought against it and Lyle Anderson, the previous owner of the course.

The suit, disclosed by property magazine Estates Gazette, seeks an injunction against the sale of the course while also seeking punitive damages. It has been brought by US law firms Paul Hastings and Hinshaw & Culbertson.

As part of the claim the executive committee of the club is asking members to contribute £500 each to a fighting fund to back the claim.

It is not known whether the club's high profile members, including Sir Sean and Prince Andrew, have agreed to back the claim.

Members of the club also include UBS banker Andrew Horricks and former House of Fraser finance director Stefan Cassar.

Australians 'don't give a XXXX' as they abandon beer for wine - By Bonnie Malkin in Sydney - telegraph.co.uk


Beer consumption in Australia has dropped to a 60-year-low as the younger generation abandons the "amber nectar" in favour of wine.


By Bonnie Malkin in Sydney
Published: 10:00PM BST 28 May 2010
Australians are swapping cans of lager for glasses of wine.

Think of Australia and the immediate associations are beaches, kangaroos and, of course, beer.

The legendary love for lager Down Under has been perpetuated by cultural exports including Barry “Bazza” McKenzie and Paul “Crocodile Dundee” Hogan and reinforced by memorable marketing campaigns including the Castlemaine XXXX adverts featuring the tag-line: “Australians wouldn’t give a XXXX for anything else.”

But according to new statistics, the worship of the “amber nectar” has gone flat, as beer consumption has dipped to its lowest level in 60 years.

The party-loving nation has not gone teetotal, however. Instead, the younger generation has developed a more refined palate, swapping cans of lager for bottles of wine.

Australians drank 11.3 pints of lager per person in 1979, but last year consumption sank to just 7.9 pints, the lowest amount since the 1950s.

In contrast, wine consumption quadrupled between 1960 and 2000, and has maintained a steady increase of about four per cent per year since, according to the Wine and Brandy Corporation.

In 2009, for every four units of wine available, there were five of beer, according to figures released by the National Bureau of Statistics.

If growth rates continue as predicted, it is just a matter of time before wine overtakes beer as the country’s favourite tipple.

Experts attribute the changes to the broader availability of wine and increasing sophistication in the palates of Australia’s drinkers.

“There has been an ongoing shift towards wine and away from beer consumption over the past 20 years,” said Prof Steve Allsop, the director of the National Drug Research Institute at Curtin University.

“We have gone from being a beer drinking nation to a nation that now enjoys drinking quality wine.” The increase in wine drinking showed that the palate of Australians

had evolved beyond beer, he said.

“Yes, there are people who stand in the pub having a yarn and drinking beer, but a lot of people in Australia now consume alcohol in different ways, over food or out with friends.”

He also attributed the shift to wider availability of higher-quality wine. “Twenty years ago you couldn’t go into a pub and ask for a glass of wine and not expect to get something horrible out of a cask.” Wine availability and consumption has risen across all parts of Australian society.

In cities such as Sydney and Melbourne, professionals regularly indulge in glasses of shiraz or sauvignon blanc after work. But there has also been significant growth in wine consumption among poor rural communities, after changes to tax legislation made cask wine cheaper than tap beer.

Many experts and drinkers have hailed the diversification of the Australian palate as a positive development. But others are doing their best to reverse the trend.

Stephen McCaughey, from Melbourne, estimated he drank about 15 pots — about 10 pints, five to six days a week.

“Mate, I’m doing my bit,” he told the Herald Sun.

Cambodian 'jungle woman' flees back to wild - telegraph.co.uk

Cambodia's "jungle woman", who spent 18 years living in a dense forest, has fled back to the wild after struggling to adapt to society.


By Barney Henderson in Kuala Lumpur

Published: 10:00PM BST 28 May 2010

Rochom P'ngieng, now 29-years-old, first disappeared into thick hilly jungle in 1989 when she was a little girl. She was "discovered" in early 2007 and reunited with her family.

However, attempts to reintegrate her have failed. She has not learnt either of the local languages, Khmer or Phnang, prefers to crawl rather than walk, refuses to wear clothes and has made several attempts to return to the forest where she grew up.

Her father, Sal Lou, a policeman, said that she had been making progress recently, but disappeared on Tuesday evening. "She took off her clothes and ran away from the house without saying a word to any of our family members," Mr Lou said.

"Even the day before she fled the house, she still helped the family pick vegetables. She must have gone back to the forest and we still cannot find her." The dramatic reappearance and attempted reintegration of the "jungle girl" has gripped Cambodia, where she is also known as the "half-animal girl" because of her hunched appearance and the fact she makes animal noises rather than speaking.

Mr Lou blames his daughter's second disappearance on "forest spirits". In a society shrouded in mystic beliefs, he has also enlisted a fortune teller to help with the search. He is saving up for an offering of one wild ox, one pig, one chicken and four jugs of wine, which, the mystic assures him, will secure his daughter's return.

A separate theory was offered by local rights group, Ad hoc, which believes that the woman struggled to readapt to society and suffers from stress. "She must have experienced traumatic events in the jungle that have affected her ability to speak," said Penn Bunna.

Rochom first disappeared in 1989 while herding water buffalo with her sister in the province of Ratanakkiri, 400 miles north-east of Phnom Penh.

Her sister has never been found, but Rochom emerged from the jungle, filthy, naked, scared and "looking like a monkey" in February 2007.

She was caught stealing food from a farmer's lunch box after a stakeout.

Locals reported sightings of her with a naked man carrying a sword, who they believe to be a jungle spirit.

Her parents, who had long given up hope of seeing their daughters again, identified her from a scar on her arm and welcomed her back into the family.

However, Mr Lou refused a DNA test. A Cambodian non-governmental organisation believes that it is impossible that a girl of eight could survive in the jungle and that she was actually brought up in captivity.

Neighbours and local authorities are helping the family with the search, but the jungles of Ratanakkiri are among Cambodia's wildest and most isolated.

In November 2004, 34 people from a pro-Khmer Rouge tribe emerged from the jungle where they had been hiding since the fall of the regime in 1979.

Shane Richmond - Apple iPad magazine apps: bringing back the 1990s - telegraph.co.uk

Shane Richmond is Head of Technology (Editorial) for Telegraph Media Group. Having first joined the Telegraph in 1998, he left to become Editor of an internet start-up before returning in 2001. He writes about media and technology.

There’s been much talk about how the iPad will save the publishing industry, particularly the magazine sector. Having played around with a few, including Wired, Popular Science, Vanity Fair, Paris Match, I’m not convinced. They feel gimmicky to me, with novelty value masking a lack of real engagement.

Interfacelab’s review of the Wired iPad app draws much the same conclusion:

“However, what strikes me most about the Wired app is how amazingly similar it is to a multimedia CD-ROM from the 1990’s. This is not a compliment and actually turns out to be a fairly large problem…

The only real differentiation between the Wired application and a multimedia CD-ROM is the delivery mechanism: you download it via the App Store versus buying a CD-ROM at the now defunct Egg Head store at your local strip mall. And I really mean that comparison. For all of the interactivity that was touted in the Flash prototype, what we’ve really ended up with is a glorified slide show. Instead of the “Next” and “Previous” buttons you might have been used to on those old CD-ROMs of yore, you instead swipe left and right to change pages (well *cough* images of pages).

There are certain interactive elements to the articles, but – and I apologize to all of the people who put in a lot of back breaking work into this – they’re pretty lame. Tapping on a button-looking element switches out part of the page with another image. You can drag your finger across certain images to make them sort of animate like a flipbook (and in truth, that’s what it is – a series of PNG or JPEG images). There are videos you can tap on to view fullscreen. There are audio clips that you can play. The interactivity in the Wired application is very 1990’s. I am not trying to be insulting either, it’s simply the truth. The Wired application has pretty much brought back image rollovers.”

That said, this is a new category of device and it will probably take some experimentation before publishers find the best way of doing things. We’re definitely not there yet, however.

A lovely ramble round the houses with Bill Bryson - telegraph.co.uk

On a walk through the countryside, Bill Bryson tells Kate Weinberg why he was glad to leave Iowa and how his traveller’s quest has ended in Britain


Published: 10:43PM BST 28 May 2010

Bill Bryson is waiting under the departure screens at Paddington, looking very much like a big garden gnome on a day out. With his gingery-white beard, thick glasses, round tummy and a baseball cap, he has kitted himself out for the walk in the countryside near Henley-on-Thames with a backpack and a long walking stick. When I introduce myself, a wide smile swallows up most of his face, including his eyes which disappear into small half moons and a road-map of laughter lines. I tell him that I have brought coffees, but struggled with whether to get him an Americano or a cappuccino.

His smile widens even more as he tells me — I sense, untruthfully — that the cappuccino was a great choice. This is not so much because the Anglophile from Iowa is devoutly Old World rather than New World, even in his choice of coffee. It’s just that: “You get to see me with a foam moustache and beard.”

Bryson is possibly the nicest person in the world to spend a day with getting lost around the Chiltern Hills. The best-selling author of numerous travel, science and language books became an adopted national treasure after the publication of Notes from a Small Island in which he pottered around Britain, observing the country and its characteristics with far more fondness and hilarity than the way in which we Brits view ourselves.

Now he is president of the Campaign to Protect Rural England, Chancellor of Durham University (a fact advertised by his “Durham University” baseball cap) and still rolling out best-selling books, for which he has received an honorary OBE. In his backpack, he has the American proofs for his latest, At Home, which was recently launched in Britain — a history of domestic life told via a walk around the rooms in Bryson’s house.

But the anecdotal narrator of many of his books’ affectionately savage ripostes bears little resemblance to the polite, mild-mannered, middle-aged man who accompanies me on the train to Reading, a rural ramble, and then lunch in a country pub.

“I often feel I’m a disappointment to people because they expect me to be the guy in the books. When I sit next to someone at a dinner party I can see they expect me to be quick and witty and I’m not at all. I think it’s true of a lot of comic writers. They tend to be solitary and if they are funny it’s in a slow-motion, reflective way.” Or, as Bryson likes to put it, “I’m not funny in person”. Which is well-observed and, of course, rather funny.

Our taxi drops us outside the village shop in Stoke Row. As a man known for spending much of his time discovering countries on foot, I ask if he is any good at reading maps. “Not as good as I should be,” he says, leaving me, rather unwisely, to be the navigator.

We strike out at a reasonably fast pace, Bryson determined if a little wheezy with his walking stick, and remarking regularly on the beauty of the bluebell woods or the open fields. “Look at this, it’s just gorgeous,” he says as we emerge over a stile into a large grassy field. “And this isn’t even famous, it’s just another magical corner of Britain. Because you’ve had this for a very long time, there’s a tendency to regard it as permanent and fixed, but it’s not. You don’t want it to get diminished in any way.”

Having grown up in Middle America, Bryson is an unlikely standard-bearer for the British countryside. On the other hand, he seems more alive to Britain and Britishness than most people here, and has lived in England for most of his adult life. He once went back to the States with his family for eight years but describes the experience as “like moving back in with your parents when you are middle-aged. America is a very seductive place in terms of lifestyle and comfort, but it wasn’t for me.”

Bryson says he is a foreigner in both countries, a fact he relishes. With the World Cup coming up, for Bryson it’s a great position to be in: if England triumphs, he will revel in the celebrations; if England loses, he will stand back and think “these people, they can’t play football”. As he says, it also suits him from a professional perspective, “because it’s always better as a writer to be something of an outsider”.

He is, therefore, ambivalent about applying for British citizenship. At some point he will: he has no doubt that he wants to live and die here. And yet, he has turned being a foreigner into a career. You get the sense he is in no hurry to give that up. And, anyway, he is a little queasy about the possibility of failing the citizenship test. “Apparently it’s really hard. Questions like: 'To the closest five, how many members of Parliament are there?’ It would be much better if they asked: 'Who are Morecambe and Wise?’

Walking across a village green, Bryson stops, mutters something and picks up a small piece of wrapping from where it has been discarded a few feet from a bin. His appointment as CPRE president came about when he suggested an anti-litter campaign to them, and it is evident that this is something he is passionate about.

“It’s not just about not trashing the countryside. I see litter as part of a long continuum of anti-social behaviour,” he explains. “One end of it is this minor thing like litter and small bits of graffiti, and the other end is kicking somebody’s head in.

“But it’s not just yobbos in white vans,” he says, recounting a story of a woman in a smart Barbour coat walking her dog near the flat he keeps in London. She had chucked her dog’s droppings, in a tissue, under a car on the street. “I sidled up to her and said, 'Where is your dog poo, ma’am?’” I ask if his country concerns extend to other matters, like fox-hunting. He approaches his answer with his usual delicacy. “If you were going to present to me a type of human being that I wouldn’t particularly instantly warm to, probably one of the best things you could do is put him in a snug red coat and on top of a horse.”

Bryson’s appreciation of natural beauty seems to have stemmed from growing up in countryside that he deems ugly. Iowa is famous for its long low hills, fields the size of small English counties growing industrial quantities of wheat, corn and sorghum and dotted with towering grain silos. If you’re driving across America, it’s the state that you sleep through.

“I never thought of landscape as anything other than having an economic purpose. Then I came to this place — not just Britain but the whole of Europe — where you think, 'Ha, this is so beautiful.’ I wouldn’t be the way I am about the countryside if I didn’t grow up in Iowa.” Bryson was born in 1951. “I come from Des Moines. Someone had to,” as he puts it in the first line of The Lost Continent. He talks about his upbringing with both nostalgia and claustrophobia. In The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid he recounts an idyllic scene of provincial naivety and slow-motion living, where everyone’s car is always newly washed, and people gather around a dead cow because it’s something to do. But although his memoir provides a vivid almanac of the “consumer paradise” of 1950s America and bursts with funny anecdotes about his childhood and the community, it is strikingly absent of internal feelings. “That’s absolutely right. In all of my books I’m basically telling you the truth, but only a portion of the truth. You don’t really get to know me.”

The two-dimensional portraits of his parents (his mother, forgetful; his father, stingy) are written for effect but also betray the lack of closeness he felt to them and his two older siblings. “We had a fairly amicable relationship but essentially lived separately in the same house.”

His relationship with his mother was “not close”, a woman he describes as “never having a bad word to say about anyone, who was 100 per cent devoted to my father”. Mrs Bryson senior is now 97 and living in a care home in Des Moines where she is “happy all the time, with almost no memory left”.

His late father, who was a sports journalist for the Des Moines Register, evidently had the opposite temperament. “My dad was a kind of difficult person in that he was very self-absorbed and rather stiff and formal — he would always shake hands rather than embrace me. Although he ate meals with us, he always went back to his room to read.”

Later, Bryson goes a little further, admitting his father was a “selfish man, and a depressive — the reason he was in his room a lot was because he was normally in some kind of funk. I feel a lot of what I am is a reaction to him. But there are big parts of me I can also see are like him. I am very much like my father except for my moods, in which I am more like my mother.”

I wonder what is similar about Bryson and this unappealing-sounding man? “Compassion is not my strongest quality,” he replies, surprisingly. “But then I tell myself that if I was more understanding and sympathetic I wouldn’t have made fun of all these people and written the books that have made me successful.”

It’s as if Bryson’s oddly detached home life has resulted in him being a little removed from the world. Certainly his mother and father’s hazy idea of parenting led to the young “Billy” becoming a fantasist. “I lived in an imaginary world. I loved playing roles. I would construct quite elaborate parallel lives for myself. When I joked in the book about using X-ray vision to eradicate people, I still do it.”

When not consigning people to oblivion, the young Bryson’s first love was movies, a medium that he could lose himself in and which also provoked his wanderlust.

“I grew up as a voracious watcher of movies, all of those Hollywood movies from the Fifties and Forties, like Jimmy Stewart’s It’s a Wonderful Life, where the towns were always so attractive and the community so perfect. I had this conviction that if I looked into the wider world I would find that place. I think a big part of me has always been looking for that. I guess when I go travelling, that’s what I’m looking for.”

Back in the woodlands, it’s becoming increasingly less clear what we are looking for. For a while now, I have been struggling with the difference between the map and the landmarks we have come up against. Bryson has been relaxed and reassuring, but as we reach a signed footpath for Stoke Row that we have clearly passed about half an hour earlier, he has to admit that we have gone in a circle. As we retrace our footsteps, I ask about his routine at home, an old rectory in Norfolk where he lives with his wife, Cynthia. “We get up really early, sometimes ridiculously early, like 4.15am, which usually means by 10am I’ve already done a full day’s work.” Most of the rest of the day he spends gardening with his wife. “We have a big garden of four acres which we do ourselves. It’s very fulfilling but it’s a sort of overwhelming obligation.”

Bryson has been married to Cynthia for 35 years and they have two sons and two daughters. His youngest son is now at university. He met his wife on his first visit to England, when he took up work in a psychiatric hospital in Virginia Water. Cynthia was a nurse, and they met “making beds”. Bryson talks about his desire to slow down and spend as much time with his wife as possible. He feels he has spent the past 20 years going to exciting places while his wife stayed at home, being a full-time mother.

Last year, they rented a cottage on the north Norfolk coast, no more than 25 miles from their house and spent the day walking, reading and talking. Bryson’s burning desire to search for the flawless small town in 1940s Technicolor seems to have died out. “The idea of just wanting to be alone with my wife is something that you don’t expect to happen after 35 years of marriage.”

In this context, the subject of his latest book makes sense — Bryson has come to discover quite how much he likes being “at home”. But there is a strong sense of wanting to slow down time. “I’ve got a year and a half before I’m 60. In the last year or so I’ve begun to realise that this really is finite. In the sense that there are only so many more books I can write before I die. And also, how many more years can we keep doing the gardening?… Oh look, there’s the pub.” We have reached our destination.

On the train back he talks about the people from Norfolk who are “very nice, very considerate, very old fashioned”. Then he sits back in his seat, the wandering garden gnome who has found his way home. I remark tentatively that his description of the community and the flatness of the landscape make it sound a little bit like where he came from. “Yes,” agrees Bryson with cheerful resignation. “It’s exactly like Iowa.”

CV

Name: William McGuire “Bill” Bryson

Age: 58

Job: Author of 15 books. President of the Campaign to Protect Rural England. Chancellor of Durham University.

Education: Read “International Relations” at Drake University, Iowa.

Career: 10 years of journalism, including sub-editor on The Times, and a deputy national news editor on the Independent until 1987 when he became a full-time author.

Interesting fact: If he had been a British citizen, he would have voted Conservative in the election.

Is he British? Analysing the Anglophile from Iowa

Baseball or cricket? Baseball. Cricket I respect, but I still have never really connected with it. Baseball is one of the only things I really miss about America. It’s in my blood.

Marmite or peanut butter?

That’s not fair. Marmite isn’t edible. So . . . peanut butter.

Village fête or State Fair?

Village fête, though I do have a residual fondness for the Iowa state fair.

Favourite biscuit?

Obviously, McVitie’s chocolate digestive.

Edward Elgar or Aaron Copeland?

Elgar. Although I’m not musical at all.

Lake District or Grand Canyon?

Lake District.

Ha-ha or picket fence?

Ha-ha. As long as I know it’s there.

Written constitution or unwritten constitution?

Unwritten. There’s something adorable about having one that doesn’t actually exist.

Abbott and Costello or Morecambe and Wise?

Morecambe and Wise.

Duke Ellington or Duke of Westminster?

I’d have to say neither.

How the Gurkhas are fighting the Taliban with a smile - From Ben Farmer in Afghanistan - telegraph.co.uk


The Gurkhas are making a big impression on the people of Helmand province, but will that be enough? Ben Farmer reports from Afghanistan


From Ben Farmer in Afghanistan

Published: 7:00AM BST 29 May 2010


Cpl Deepak Gurung, 28, of 1 Royal Gurkha Rifles, is a popstar in his native Nepal, but is this year deployed to Helmand province fighting the Taliban Photo: BEN FARMER

The Gurkhas have become the latest weapon in the battle for hearts and minds in Afghanistan. Recently, a gaggle of dusty boys and girls warily approached the unfamiliar figures resting in a ditch shaded by fig trees. Five minutes later they were giggling in the late afternoon sun, joking with the legendary Nepalese soldiers.

Southern Nahr-e-Seraj, in the notorious Helmand province administered by the British, was last summer the battleground of the bloody Panther’s Claw offensive. Eleven British soldiers died in fighting to secure a corridor from Helmand’s capital, Lashkar Gah, to Gereshk, its economic hub. The offensive tried to extend the writ of Hamid Karzai’s ineffective national government so it could bring health, education and justice to Helmand’s residents.

Nearly 12 months on, the Gurkhas are stationed in a small strip of fertile farmland in Nahr-e-Seraj, training the Afghan police and army, building checkpoints and guarding a new road linking the main towns. Commanders believe the soldiers are ideal for the role. A shared love of Bollywood means the Gurkhas and the Afghans can often converse in Hindi or Urdu, where British soldiers are forced to rely on a handful of interpreters. The link builds bridges and brings life-saving information.

Maj Dave Jones, commander of C company, said: “I might be sitting down with an elder, but my junior rifleman might be talking to a couple of kids on a street corner who might be saying there’s a bomb hidden over there.” The Gurkhas’ suitability runs deeper than language though, said Lt Col Gez Strickland, their commanding officer. Soldiers from rural, traditional Nepal can often find it easier to understand Afghans than those from the cities of Britain or America. “There’s a cultural link which makes them inherently understand the pattern of life in a place like this,” he said. “It’s the respect for elders, the understanding of things that are important to rural communities and the similarity in attitude to life.”

“When we go out on patrol, they are very keen to talk to us and we just ask their problems,” explained Sgt Maj Shuresh Thapa, a Gurkha based in one of the dusty patrol bases. “If we killed eight or 10 [Taliban-allied] insurgents, it doesn’t make a difference, but if I get eight or 10 people on my side, it can make a huge difference.”

But when night falls, the giggling children have gone and the Gurkhas must stare tensely down their gun sights at insurgents trying to encircle their position. If they can keep the villages secure, they will form a chain of protected settlements along the route from Gereshk to Lashkar Gah.

If farmers are given security, freedom to travel, health care and education the hope is that they will turn their backs on the Taliban and embrace the Kabul regime. A clinic, police station and school are being built in the north east of their area. But although the Gurkhas are making small inroads, their efforts may not yield the required results in time for ambitious handover timetables being drawn up in London and Washington. Commanders are under growing pressure from their political masters to demonstrate progress and pave the way for Afghans to take charge of their own security.

Gen Stanley McChrystal, commander of Nato-led forces, this week gave the first hints of his frustration at the mixed success. Three months after thousands of troops took the former Taliban stronghold of Marjah in southern Helmand, in the coalition’s biggest offensive yet, he said the town remained a “bleeding ulcer”. Taliban fighters remain in the town and continue to intimidate the residents.

The 30,000 reinforcements ordered to Afghanistan last year by Barack Obama are due to begin heading home from July. Nato wants to begin handing over the most tranquil provinces to Afghan control as early as the end of this year.

Such an ambitious timetable seems remote in the 110F (43C) heat of Helmand in early summer. While a shallow security bubble is slowly growing around the Gurkha bases, patrols come under almost daily attack. In Nahr-e-Seraj, the Taliban has responded to the arrival of the Gurkhas with an effective campaign of intimidation. Those accused of helping the foreigners are threatened, beaten, imprisoned in makeshift jails, or even killed.

Two weeks ago in Paind Kalay, a village along the new Nahr-e-Seraj road, as a military construction team hoping to build schools and clinics met locals, the Taliban held a competing meeting. They told residents to leave their homes as soon as the wheat harvest was over so that they would not get in the way of attacks on the British. A few days later a convoy of 18 cars and tractors loaded with villagers’ possessions headed to Gereshk.

“Everyone, when they come to the British base to claim money for damaged crops, or to attend meetings, they are threatened by the Taliban. They say they will kill us,” explained Shahazada, a 48-year-old farmer from Paind Kalay. “The Taliban walk around during the day without weapons. They come to our houses at night.” Early this month, Malak Muhammed, an anti-Taliban local councillor was assassinated while at prayer. Twelve elders accused of siding with the British were rounded up a week later and one badly beaten.

Men such as Mohammad Anwar are at the centre of the battle for control. An educated, respected elder in Paind Kalay, he addresses council meetings with a gravity befitting his difficult position. His status and willingness to deal with the Gurkhas have made him a critical link. But one day in mid-May, gunmen delivered an ultimatum: leave the area and stop working with the foreigners, or die. As he deliberated, his house was surrounded one night by insurgents who were later seen dumping something in a nearby canal. Officers spent a tense day fearing the worst for their ally until he was found safe, having fled.

“You can be the bravest man in the world and say I’m going to stand up to you,” said Maj Shaun Chandler, a counter insurgency expert who has just returned from two years at West Point, “but if they say I am going to target your wife and family then they are not that brave.”

In Lt Col Strickland’s briefing tent a map is divided into red villages supporting the Taliban, blue villages supporting the government and green villages hanging in the balance. The map is largely a sea of green. “I liken the people to a rope in a tug of war,” Maj Chandler said. “We are pulling them and the insurgents are pulling them, trying to get them to our side. “The people of Afghanistan are by and large pragmatists. They will side with the narrative which gives them the best life.”

The People's Supermarket: communal, cheap and democratic - By Rosie Millard - telegraph.co.uk

Rosie Millard checks out The People's Supermarket, a new co-operative venture opening in London next week.


By Rosie Millard

Published: 7:00AM BST 29 May 2010

Would you be willing to spend four hours stacking shelves in a supermarket? Regularly? For nothing? And do a spot on the tills, and quite a lot of floor-mopping? Well, it certainly makes a change from hanging out at Starbucks, I suppose.

As I climb into my overalls, grab a sponge and tell my supervisor I would really prefer the Frozen Lime and Vinegar Mr Muscle over plain Mr Muscle, I get the feeling that Mr Muscle and I, almost like the Coalition, are part of something excitingly new, a shared experience for the austere years ahead. Indeed, The People's Supermarket, which opens at midday on Tuesday in Central London, might just have hit the perfect moment.

I stand on a stool and prepare to clean acres of dusty blue tiles. Meanwhile, second-hand chiller cabinets are being wheeled into place, sturdy men heave in cardboard boxes of Special K from a van outside, and a beef farmer from Devon turns up with a box full of mince. My partner in grime, university lecturer Nuala O'Sullivan, busily scrubs a wooden window-frame.

"There's years of dirt in here, years!" gasps O'Sullivan, who lectures on business psychology at the University of Westminster. What's the psychology of volunteering to work in a supermarket, I wonder. "Routine and ritual," she replies. "That's what you get from religion. It's the same with volunteering. "

Arthur Potts Dawson, the mastermind behind The People's Supermarket, is certainly full of what one might loosely define as organic missionary zeal. A tall, youthful and reasonably optimistic chap who set up the London eco-restaurant Acorn House, (and is vaguely related to Mick Jagger, inter alia), Potts Dawson hopes that once his baby takes off, the likes of Tesco and Asda will be as a bad dream. We will all put in our community service and revel in 1970s-style food bills, while the big boys founder.

This is because in return for washing walls at TPS, you will be eligible for a 10 per cent shopping discount, and the ability to buy about 20 special "People's" foodstuffs at artificially low prices. Ordinary shoppers will be able to use the store, but not access the cheaper prices. Only we cleaners qualify for that.

"We'll have the People's Milk, and the People's Loaf. A beautiful big loaf of freshly baked bread! £1.85 to ordinary shoppers. £1 to members!," says Potts Dawson, who signs group emails with a personal, Citizen Smith-style mantra "To the Power of All".

While we are talking, his mother wafts in. A vision in sequinned cheesecloth and open-toed sandals, Mrs Potts Dawson has arrived from Somerset to inspect what her socialist-minded son is up to. Arthur takes us on a tour of the shop, formerly a decrepit local store and before that, an ancient branch of The Enemy (Tesco).

"You say this will be ready to open this on Tuesday?" asks Mrs PD faintly, as we stumble around cables and piles of timber, not to mention the bypassing of a large hole in the floor, in order to visit a gloomy 1950s walk-in meat chiller, complete with giant fan and meat hooks.

"Sure we will, Mum," says her son heartily. Is he thinking of getting Mayor Boris to cut the ribbon? "Of course not. I know we will be seized on by the politicians, but TPS is not political. It is communal."

Nevertheless, he's bang on the money politically, what with a push for volunteering from across the parties, and the Prime Minister's call for the "active participation" of the British people to "mend our broken society".

Once you pay your membership fee (£25) and sign up for a four-hour shift, you will be part-owner of TPS. You will be able to vote on what foods are stocked, and help make decisions on how it's run. You might also find yourself on TV, thanks to a Channel 4 documentary series that (of course) is following the birth of the store.

But running a supermarket with volunteers, however keen, is just not the same as having an army of paid workers, and Potts Dawson, who has opened two London restaurants, knows it. "Hmm," he says, as I rather ineffectually start to clean a window. "I always say that a volunteer takes about three times as long as a professional will to manage a job." I stand back from the window and survey a large area of smears. "I've just cleaned that," hisses Nuala in my ear.

Plus, what happens if the membership is flooded with Peta-style vegans who won't tolerate stacking The People's Milk? "Well, if the membership wants it that way, then that's how it will go," says Potts Dawson stoutly. "But the Board has the power to overrule decisions if it's felt they will undermine the working of the supermarket."

The idea springs from an existing co-operative model in America. Park Slope in Brooklyn, New York, is a co-operative around 25 years old, whose 6,000 members all put in two and three quarter hours a month in order to shop there. Web designer Cathy Clarke has been washing floors and putting out the rubbish at Park Slope for the last seven years.

"I love it," she says. "But then I am like a weird person, I like to clean." And in recession-hit America, the price difference makes a huge difference. "Most stores in the States have 100 per cent markup," she says. "Park Slope marks up by around 20 per cent. In a health food store, a loaf of bread which would costs $3, costs $1.50. An avocado which could be $3 would be $1."

However, as Clarke explains, even though volunteering brings its own feel-good glow, you can't assume everyone in there is a Good Samaritan. "There is a lot of theft at Park Slope," she says. "It's pretty depressing. Cashiers have stolen significant amounts, and have been arrested. People steal food. People sign in, and then don't do their shift." What happens to them? "They eventually get caught and are brought in front of the Disciplinary Committee. They are usually expelled. It sounds harsh, but we are only talking about working for two hours 45 minutes a month."

Even taking holidays is frowned upon, although this is probably no big deal for hard-working New Yorkers, long used to only two weeks of paid holiday every year.

"I wish London good luck with its experiment," says Kristin Miller, 52, who cuts cheese on the deli counter, "but given your British tradition of holidays I think you might have to institute vacations." Judging from how Miller sees it, volunteering to work in a supermarket is not a fun thing, like a sponsored bounce. It's tough. "Over the 20 years I have been there I have occasionally left, because working there has been harder than I could bear," she says.

What happens if you skip your shift? Bad news. "For every shift you miss, you have to do two to make up. The policy is that scheduled time is worth twice as much as unscheduled time," explains Miller.

Having signed up for four hours of cleaning next Tuesday, I'm relieved to discover Potts Dawson is toeing an altogether more gentle path. People can stockpile their hours prior to a holiday and get a reminder call before their shift. Furthermore, there is no talk of a Disciplinary Committee, although everyone working on the tills will need professional references. He is allowing for a 30 per cent no-show from volunteers, and intends to plug the gap with 18-24 year olds on the Future Jobs Fund.

Indeed, for all his Tigger-like enthusiasm, you wonder if Potts Dawson might be thinking that we Brits are pretty rubbish about sticking our hands up and joining in. He needs 500 people to make TPS work, but so far only has 110 signitories. "People keep on saying 'I can't spare the time' and 'What's in it for me?'," he says. "The minute they ask 'What's in it for me,' you know there is no point explaining the point."

Adam York, who runs the Unicorn Grocery in Manchester, a 40-member strong co-operative, is somewhat more realistic than Potts Dawson about the likelihood of people wanting to sweep the floors, or stack Baked Beans, of a night. "It is not easy to recruit motivated people," he says. "Culturally, working in the food industry is not popular. We want people who are interested in the rights and responsibilities of owning a business. And the aspirations of the co-operative movement doesn't necessarily meet modern cultural aspirations."

Rubbish, says Potts Dawson. It perfectly meeets them. This supermarket will be communal, it will be friendly, local, cheap and democratic. Rather like a 1950s Tesco, in fact. Does he think it really can take on the modern day giants? Why not, he says. In the meantime, if you want to cut those food bills, and are relaxed about stacking pots of Danone in a chiller cabinet for four hours every month, your time has come.

The People's Supermarket: communal, cheap and democratic - By Rosie Millard - telegraph.co.uk

Rosie Millard checks out The People's Supermarket, a new co-operative venture opening in London next week.


By Rosie Millard

Published: 7:00AM BST 29 May 2010

Would you be willing to spend four hours stacking shelves in a supermarket? Regularly? For nothing? And do a spot on the tills, and quite a lot of floor-mopping? Well, it certainly makes a change from hanging out at Starbucks, I suppose.

As I climb into my overalls, grab a sponge and tell my supervisor I would really prefer the Frozen Lime and Vinegar Mr Muscle over plain Mr Muscle, I get the feeling that Mr Muscle and I, almost like the Coalition, are part of something excitingly new, a shared experience for the austere years ahead. Indeed, The People's Supermarket, which opens at midday on Tuesday in Central London, might just have hit the perfect moment.

I stand on a stool and prepare to clean acres of dusty blue tiles. Meanwhile, second-hand chiller cabinets are being wheeled into place, sturdy men heave in cardboard boxes of Special K from a van outside, and a beef farmer from Devon turns up with a box full of mince. My partner in grime, university lecturer Nuala O'Sullivan, busily scrubs a wooden window-frame.

"There's years of dirt in here, years!" gasps O'Sullivan, who lectures on business psychology at the University of Westminster. What's the psychology of volunteering to work in a supermarket, I wonder. "Routine and ritual," she replies. "That's what you get from religion. It's the same with volunteering. "

Arthur Potts Dawson, the mastermind behind The People's Supermarket, is certainly full of what one might loosely define as organic missionary zeal. A tall, youthful and reasonably optimistic chap who set up the London eco-restaurant Acorn House, (and is vaguely related to Mick Jagger, inter alia), Potts Dawson hopes that once his baby takes off, the likes of Tesco and Asda will be as a bad dream. We will all put in our community service and revel in 1970s-style food bills, while the big boys founder.

This is because in return for washing walls at TPS, you will be eligible for a 10 per cent shopping discount, and the ability to buy about 20 special "People's" foodstuffs at artificially low prices. Ordinary shoppers will be able to use the store, but not access the cheaper prices. Only we cleaners qualify for that.

"We'll have the People's Milk, and the People's Loaf. A beautiful big loaf of freshly baked bread! £1.85 to ordinary shoppers. £1 to members!," says Potts Dawson, who signs group emails with a personal, Citizen Smith-style mantra "To the Power of All".

While we are talking, his mother wafts in. A vision in sequinned cheesecloth and open-toed sandals, Mrs Potts Dawson has arrived from Somerset to inspect what her socialist-minded son is up to. Arthur takes us on a tour of the shop, formerly a decrepit local store and before that, an ancient branch of The Enemy (Tesco).

"You say this will be ready to open this on Tuesday?" asks Mrs PD faintly, as we stumble around cables and piles of timber, not to mention the bypassing of a large hole in the floor, in order to visit a gloomy 1950s walk-in meat chiller, complete with giant fan and meat hooks.

"Sure we will, Mum," says her son heartily. Is he thinking of getting Mayor Boris to cut the ribbon? "Of course not. I know we will be seized on by the politicians, but TPS is not political. It is communal."

Nevertheless, he's bang on the money politically, what with a push for volunteering from across the parties, and the Prime Minister's call for the "active participation" of the British people to "mend our broken society".

Once you pay your membership fee (£25) and sign up for a four-hour shift, you will be part-owner of TPS. You will be able to vote on what foods are stocked, and help make decisions on how it's run. You might also find yourself on TV, thanks to a Channel 4 documentary series that (of course) is following the birth of the store.

But running a supermarket with volunteers, however keen, is just not the same as having an army of paid workers, and Potts Dawson, who has opened two London restaurants, knows it. "Hmm," he says, as I rather ineffectually start to clean a window. "I always say that a volunteer takes about three times as long as a professional will to manage a job." I stand back from the window and survey a large area of smears. "I've just cleaned that," hisses Nuala in my ear.

Plus, what happens if the membership is flooded with Peta-style vegans who won't tolerate stacking The People's Milk? "Well, if the membership wants it that way, then that's how it will go," says Potts Dawson stoutly. "But the Board has the power to overrule decisions if it's felt they will undermine the working of the supermarket."

The idea springs from an existing co-operative model in America. Park Slope in Brooklyn, New York, is a co-operative around 25 years old, whose 6,000 members all put in two and three quarter hours a month in order to shop there. Web designer Cathy Clarke has been washing floors and putting out the rubbish at Park Slope for the last seven years.

"I love it," she says. "But then I am like a weird person, I like to clean." And in recession-hit America, the price difference makes a huge difference. "Most stores in the States have 100 per cent markup," she says. "Park Slope marks up by around 20 per cent. In a health food store, a loaf of bread which would costs $3, costs $1.50. An avocado which could be $3 would be $1."

However, as Clarke explains, even though volunteering brings its own feel-good glow, you can't assume everyone in there is a Good Samaritan. "There is a lot of theft at Park Slope," she says. "It's pretty depressing. Cashiers have stolen significant amounts, and have been arrested. People steal food. People sign in, and then don't do their shift." What happens to them? "They eventually get caught and are brought in front of the Disciplinary Committee. They are usually expelled. It sounds harsh, but we are only talking about working for two hours 45 minutes a month."

Even taking holidays is frowned upon, although this is probably no big deal for hard-working New Yorkers, long used to only two weeks of paid holiday every year.

"I wish London good luck with its experiment," says Kristin Miller, 52, who cuts cheese on the deli counter, "but given your British tradition of holidays I think you might have to institute vacations." Judging from how Miller sees it, volunteering to work in a supermarket is not a fun thing, like a sponsored bounce. It's tough. "Over the 20 years I have been there I have occasionally left, because working there has been harder than I could bear," she says.

What happens if you skip your shift? Bad news. "For every shift you miss, you have to do two to make up. The policy is that scheduled time is worth twice as much as unscheduled time," explains Miller.

Having signed up for four hours of cleaning next Tuesday, I'm relieved to discover Potts Dawson is toeing an altogether more gentle path. People can stockpile their hours prior to a holiday and get a reminder call before their shift. Furthermore, there is no talk of a Disciplinary Committee, although everyone working on the tills will need professional references. He is allowing for a 30 per cent no-show from volunteers, and intends to plug the gap with 18-24 year olds on the Future Jobs Fund.

Indeed, for all his Tigger-like enthusiasm, you wonder if Potts Dawson might be thinking that we Brits are pretty rubbish about sticking our hands up and joining in. He needs 500 people to make TPS work, but so far only has 110 signitories. "People keep on saying 'I can't spare the time' and 'What's in it for me?'," he says. "The minute they ask 'What's in it for me,' you know there is no point explaining the point."

Adam York, who runs the Unicorn Grocery in Manchester, a 40-member strong co-operative, is somewhat more realistic than Potts Dawson about the likelihood of people wanting to sweep the floors, or stack Baked Beans, of a night. "It is not easy to recruit motivated people," he says. "Culturally, working in the food industry is not popular. We want people who are interested in the rights and responsibilities of owning a business. And the aspirations of the co-operative movement doesn't necessarily meet modern cultural aspirations."

Rubbish, says Potts Dawson. It perfectly meeets them. This supermarket will be communal, it will be friendly, local, cheap and democratic. Rather like a 1950s Tesco, in fact. Does he think it really can take on the modern day giants? Why not, he says. In the meantime, if you want to cut those food bills, and are relaxed about stacking pots of Danone in a chiller cabinet for four hours every month, your time has come.

World Cup 2010: Japan could be without Shunsuke Nakamura for England clash - By Telegraph staff and agencies

Former Celtic midfielder Shunsuke Nakamura is a major doubt for Japan's friendly with England in Austria on Sunday.


By Telegraph staff and agencies

Published: 10:20AM BST 29 May 2010

The 31-year-old, who now plays for Japanese side Yokohama F Marinos, was replaced midway through the second half of the 2-0 home defeat to South Korea on Monday and was struggling with a sore ankle during training on Friday.

"Shunsuke needs a bit more time to get back to his best condition and I am not sure if he can play," Japan coach Takeshi Okada said, according to Kyodo News.

Sunday's game against England is Japan's penultimate warm-up match prior to the start of the World Cup, where the Blue Samurai have been drawn in Group E alongside Holland, Denmark and Cameroon.

The three-time Asian champions are desperate for a positive result against Fabio Capello's side having lost three of their last four home games.

World Cup 2010: Japan could be without Shunsuke Nakamura for England clash - By Telegraph staff and agencies

Former Celtic midfielder Shunsuke Nakamura is a major doubt for Japan's friendly with England in Austria on Sunday.


By Telegraph staff and agencies

Published: 10:20AM BST 29 May 2010

The 31-year-old, who now plays for Japanese side Yokohama F Marinos, was replaced midway through the second half of the 2-0 home defeat to South Korea on Monday and was struggling with a sore ankle during training on Friday.

"Shunsuke needs a bit more time to get back to his best condition and I am not sure if he can play," Japan coach Takeshi Okada said, according to Kyodo News.

Sunday's game against England is Japan's penultimate warm-up match prior to the start of the World Cup, where the Blue Samurai have been drawn in Group E alongside Holland, Denmark and Cameroon.

The three-time Asian champions are desperate for a positive result against Fabio Capello's side having lost three of their last four home games.

Japan v England: match preview - By Jeremy Wilson - telegraph.co.uk

Read a full match preview of the international friendly between Japan and England in the UPC-Arena, Graz on Sunday May 30 2010.


By Jeremy Wilson
Published: 8:00AM BST 29 May 2010

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Japan v England
UPC-Arena, Graz, Austria
Kick-off: Sun May 30; 1.15pm BST;
TV: ITV1 12.50pm, ITVHD 12.50pm

Talking tactics

Plenty for Capello to explore tomorrow with uncertainty still surrounding as many as four different positions in his team to face the USA in England’s first World Cup game. Will be the last chance for a number of fringe players, but also an opportunity to look at Wayne Rooney playing alone as the main central striker.

Key clash

Junicho Inamoto v Frank Lampard
With the Chelsea players all rested against Mexico, Frank Lampard will be eager to carry his superb club form into the international arena. Lampard tends to play a more disciplined role in Capello’s England system but Inamoto is still likely to be asked to negate his attacking runs. Inamoto is well known to English football fans from his time at Fulham, West Brom and Cardiff.

Touchline dual

Fabio Capello v Takeshi Okada
Okada is in his second stint as Japan coach, having previously led the team into their first ever World Cup finals in 1998. Has tended to prefer a bold 4-4-2 formation during qualifying, but is considering a switch to a slightly more defensive 4-2-3-1 formation for the World Cup. Okada has never previously played or managed outside Japan.

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Possible teams

Japan (4-2-3-1): Narazaki; Uchida, Nakazawa, Tulio Tanaka, Nagatomo; Inamoto, Hasebe; S Nakamura, Honda, Matsui; Okazaki.
England (4-4-2): James; Johnson, Ferdinand, Terry, Warnock; Lennon, Parker, Lampard, Milner; Heskey, Rooney.

England World Cup squad: England expects as Fabio Capello shuffles pack - By Henry Winter - telegraph.co.uk

England World Cup squad: England expects as Fabio Capello shuffles pack
To overcome the odds and sods who don't believe in them, England need a cause to win the World Cup.


By Henry Winter
Published: 9:57PM BST 28 May 2010

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Decision time: Fabio Capello must make some tough choices Photo: GETTY IMAGES

All the best teams have one, a rallying cry to help them through adversity, and Fabio Capello's men need not look far for their cause. It's all around. They'll realise that this weekend.

When Capello and his players step down from their team bus outside the UPC Arena in Graz on Sunday, seeing all the fans who have trekked here to back the boys, they should also think of another bus preparing to drive across South Africa. Called the "iDiski eza Ekhaya'' Express, a rough Xhosa translation of "Football's Coming Home'', the bus is a moving seat of devotion to St George.

It's World Cup time, and the England family are on the move. Capello's players will finalise their preparation against Japan in Austria as 25,000 fans get ready to fly to South Africa, including the 60 who will then board the iDiski Express. Among that number are a honeymooning couple, one punter who has been to every World Cup England have played in and an 18 month-old called Edgar. It's Summer Holiday with a cliffhanger, rather than Cliff Richard.

As they embark on their tarmac safari, they will be playing a match against local supporters in Soweto (Edgar’s on the bench), demonstrating their passion for England by taking in all their games and showing their optimism by buying tickets for the final. They will visit Robben Island and present a special kit to two former members of Makana FA, the old prisoners’ organisation which fought Apartheid.

Those England players facing Japan are aware of the sacrifices the 25,000 fans make. For so many to find the funds during a recession, when also needing to feed club addictions, is phenomenal. Apart from South Africa and the United States, nobody will be better supported at the World Cup.

Fans have been writing songs for the occasion, attending a session at Durham University to teach them how to play local drums and melting the plastic with hefty outlays on flights, accommodation and tickets. If Andrew Lloyd Webber held auditions to find the most committed supporters heading to South Africa, England’s would win this “Over the Rainbow Nation’’.

So here is the cause. Wayne Rooney, Steven Gerrard and company crave victory for their own benefit but they also owe it to the supporters, whose match-day lament now extends to 44 years of hurt. It’s time England checked out of Heartbreak Hotel.

Causes have stirred others in recent World Cups. In Germany four years ago, Marcello Lippi and his Italian players were determined to restore pride in their country after the scandal of Calciopoli. In 2002, Brazil’s drive was similarly inescapable, thrillingly seen in Ronaldo’s goals, as they chased redemption for the disaster of the 1998 final.

Ronaldo, drained beyond recognition in St-Denis, was a shadow of a striker as France dominated. The hosts had their cause, the desire to parade the nation’s multi-culturalism and a siege mentality fostered by media barracking, much of it directed towards the coach. Even on the morning of the final with Brazil, one paper was still pillorying Aimé Jacquet.

For England to find their jour de gloire, they need to buy into the cause of the long-suffering followers. The players understand expectations. Families and friends ensure that.

It was a smart move by the Football Association, too, to make last week’s friendly with Mexico a salute to the troops, 1000 of whom were at Wembley, meeting some of the players, unwittingly reminding the stars of their privileged position.

When they return home tomorrow evening, following what should be a morale-lifting rout of Japan, England’s players will see all the cars and vans flying the flag of St George.

The players do care. Rooney, Gerrard, Lampard, Rio Ferdinand, John Terry and the rest do hurt when England struggle. They must reiterate their commitment to the cause by promising no transfer speculation will distract them. Gerrard and Ashley Cole are being heavily linked with a move to Jose Mourinho’s Real Madrid, James Milner is being wooed by Manchester City while David James couldn’t be more available if he had a sign around his neck saying: “For sale: not always reliable handling, plenty of miles on the clock, popular, would suit Harry Redknapp’’.

Doubtess to his annoyance, Capello finds his name up in headlines screaming of Inter Milan’s interest. “Capello is one of the candidates for the Inter bench and he’s certainly got good pedigree,’’ Inter’s president Massimo Moratti told Gazzetta dello Sport. England’s coach, speaking at the squad’s alpine base in Irdning today, will doubtless make clear his commitment to England. Good. The fans deserve that.

So England have their cause. Now what they need is a shape. What Capello will assess in tomorrow’s undemanding assignment, and in the final run-out with Platinum Stars in Rustenburg next week, will be the system.

Sadly, there has been a trend to promote 4-4-2 as the way forward when it simply invites technical opponents to pass through England’s understaffed central midfield.

Capello’s configuration against Japan will be awaited with interest. The attacking full-back in king nowadays, pushing 4-4-2 towards redundancy. Mourinho hasn’t even clocked on at the Bernabeu and already he is talking about Maicon and Ashley Cole.

In Cole and Glen Johnson, England boast adventurous full-backs, so the wide midfielders should push even further up, fitting into a 4-2-3-1 system. Capello, echoing Pep Guardiola, likes his attackers pressing high up the pitch as they can gain turnover ball in more dangerous positions. The 2010 World Cup is not the time for 4-4-2.

Capello will experiment tomorrow, yet it is hoped that England’s most effective right-sided force, Aaron Lennon, sees some action. The fact that Theo Walcott, for all his pace and promise, was told by Capello to do some overtime on his crossing in training signalled management’s legitimate concern.

On the left, Adam Johnson deserves an opportunity to prove he can dovetail with the overlapping Ashley Cole (although it would be no surprise to discover Stephen Warnock featuring at left-back). Excellent in training, Johnson showed some touches of class when arriving against Mexico. James Milner, disappointing centrally on Monday, will also hope to be given a run out on the flank.

Attack will be fascinating. Increasing amounts of people are coming round to the logic of playing Gerrard and Rooney in their best positions, working in tandem, with Jamie Redknapp making a typically eloquent case yesterday. Yet only Capello’s view counts and he clearly remains to be convinced. He is likely to look at Rooney and Emile Heskey at some point. For all Peter Crouch’s prolific form internationally, he does not work the channels well enough or close down opponents.

Worryingly, calls are being heard to play Gerrard deep, effectively punishing him for his selflessness and versatility. If England are to get anywhere at the World Cup, they will need Gerrard operating not as a jack of all trades but a master of one, and that involves using him in his Liverpool position.

The man who should be granted the anchoring role alongside Lampard tomorrow is Scott Parker, who has been training with trademark thoroughness, and faces an effective play-off with Tom Huddlestone against Japan to discover who makes the 23. Parker deserves his chance. Michael Carrick was poor against Mexico and question marks cling to Huddlestone as a mobile ball-winner.

England should win comfortably enough but without banishing all the concerns. There will be no doubts about England’s cause, though.

Edmund Conway - Would CGT increase trigger a housing and stock market dip? - .telegraph.co.uk

I am Economics Editor of The Telegraph newspapers and website. Come join in as I try to get my head, and hopefully yours, round what on earth is happening in the financial crisis. I also blog occasionally on music, literature and anything else that takes my fancy. I have written a guide to economics - 50 Economics Ideas You Really Need to Know - which you can buy here.

Would CGT increase trigger a housing and stock market dip?


I seriously doubt Capital Gains Tax will be increased this financial year. Should the coalition government decide to do so immediately (their current avowed plan is to raise the rate of CGT from 18pc to 40pc though there is little detail beyond that), they will be breaking almost half a century of constitutional convention, which says that this tax should only ever be increased at the turn of the fiscal year. Since CGT was introduced in 1965, it has only ever been fiddled with at the start of a new fiscal year (in other words, next April).

There is a pragmatic reason for this – it would mean the Government abitrarily treating household and business profits as investment for one half of the year and income the other – something which isn’t usually done. Changes like that are far easier to make to VAT or fuel duty, for instance, which are charged at the point of sale, or even income tax, since it can be recalculated monthly through PAYE. Moreover, since CGT is something which is charged on profits earned over a long period of time, an instant increase would be quasi-retrospective.

All of which makes it likely that if the Government does decide to increase CGT to 18pc to 40pc, it will have to wait until the start of the next financial year to implement it. What are the implications of this. One obvious point is that if people know an increase is on the way they will act very quickly to try to avoid paying the extra tax. This means that one might expect a flood of second homes to come onto the market before the change takes place, which in turn would be very likely to depress the housing market.

The same is likely to apply to shares: if you know you might suddenly have to pay 40pc on your share price gains rather than 18pc, then the obvious thing to do is to sell off before the increase comes into effect. As such, a CGT increase, if pre-announced, would almost certainly lead to a quite dramatic fall in house prices and, just before the change kicks in, a sharp fall in share prices.

It is, in a sense, the opposite of the MIRAS change in the 1980s. As you may or may not recall, before then, mortgage holders were entitled to offset their mortgage interest against tax (mortgage interest relief at source, it was called) – something which made it far cheaper to borrow to own a home. Nigel Lawson’s announcement that he was ditching the tax perk triggered a massive rush to buy property – which ultimately contributed to the housing bubble which imploded in the early 1990s.

None of this is to say capital gains tax is inherently a bad thing to increase. It was right to get rid of MIRAS. But it is to point out that decisions like that always have significant unintended consequences. In CGT’s case, these consequences are likely to be a double-dip in the housing market and further share price falls. The message is to tread carefully, and to introduce changes gradually. Hopefully George Osborne will take note.

PS I touched on these broader issues in an analysis piece for the paper this morning:

“The art of taxation consists in so plucking the goose as to obtain the largest possible amount of feathers with the smallest possible amount of hissing.”

So said Jean-Baptiste Colbert, who ought to have known, having tried to keep France’s public finances in balance back in the days of Louis XIV.

Colbert’s point was that politicians should think very carefully about what taxes to raise, and by how much, before they start removing the feathers.

It is a lesson the newly installed coalition Government might have done well to remember before proposing to increase capital gains tax: a levy with far-reaching consequences – and with the propensity to cause an awful lot of hissing.

You can find the rest here.

PPS On the question of whether we need a capital gains tax in the first place, I come back again to the following idea from Princeton economist Alan Blinder, written three years ago.

So just remember one simple principle: If we tax Activity A at 15 percent and Activity B at 38 percent, a free-market economy will give us more A and less B. Some of this shifting will represent genuine movements of resources out of B and into A — including those bad investments I just mentioned. The rest will be paper manipulations devised to avoid taxes.

Which of these do you think our tax code should favor?

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