Beyond the Final Frontier

It feels strangely fitting that Star Trek is due for release in the UK on the 8th May - this coming Friday.

Having returned to London after 9 months away, it does feel like a strangely alien planet - a New Frontier. It's strangely daunting - being in a place where everything is familiar, not much has changed... and yet this is but a shell perhaps of what I knew...

It seems that every shop has the word SALE or CLEARANCE emblazoned from across its window, from one side to the other, like some strange Klingon regiment had plastered it across our City. And where usually these words would fade in time, they seem permanent, with the percentages of the sale just changing - usually upward.

The streets appear - well, quieter. Like the population are aware of imminent attack, and are staying indoors. Well, the attack is from this strange force we keep hearing about - "Recession" - and people do seem to be genuinely nervous. Perhaps the greatest indictment of this "quiet" is to be found in the car park behind Morrisons (previously Somerfield) in Wimbledon... and the fact is that you CAN find parking in that car park these days...!

So this is the New World. A world beyond the final frontier seemingly, a strange new place, where if pigs don't fly, they have influenza, where still being in business makes you a successful business and breaking even makes you an exception.
This is the world I have returned to...

So to break the ice slightly, and distract you from this doom and gloom... here's a trailer from the REAL Star Trek...

Beam me up, Scotty!