Wednesday 26 October 2022

A Long, Long Time

Hello, dear reader!

They say a week is a long time in politics. It seems two is an absolute age.

Yes, it appears I chose the wrong week to be unwell. The week I faced up to writing my weekly blog post with a deep-down, full-body weariness and a complete lack of inspiration, turned out to be the week I missed the news story of the year by twenty-four little hours.

Actually, no, scratch that. I think it was less. Although time does seem to concentrate and contract when you’re talking about Liz Truss’ high speed car crash of a premiership, doesn’t it?

The point remains, however. There would, if not for an already busy day and a lingering, possibly MS related, fatigue, have been material for a blog post and a half (although it would have meant politics twice in two weeks, rather than, um, twice in two posts)

And then they go and do it again.

Wednesday 12 October 2022

Money matters?

Hello, dear reader!

It’s time to address the elephant in the room.

I try to stay away from political matters, I really do. Apart from anything else, it tends to displease my mother when I stick my oar into those murky waters and risk an opinion or two.

At the moment, however, I don’t think it’s possible, other than sealing yourself in an underground crypt with your fingers firmly lodged in your lug’oles as you sing along to some loud and discordant music (I’m thinking something from the Death Metal genre. Either that or Christian ‘rock), to avoid the daily Downing Street Tragicomedies

So here goes.

Wednesday 5 October 2022

Blood & Bicuspids

Hello, dear reader!

There are signs, portents if you will, that the times they are a-changing.

No, sadly, not politically, but in the broader, more seasonal sense. As I type, the rain has taken what feels like a temporary break, allowing general, oppressive murkiness to rule the skies. It’s also not that warm; not ‘get the heating on’ weather by any means (I mean, who can afford that?), but certainly what I’d classify as ‘jumper weather.

And it’s not just the bland, autumnal, weather, either. Christmas Cake, Stollen, and Mince Pies have started to hit the shops to remind us that Christmas is only ten-and-a-half weeks away. And then there’s the other, more timely stuff, the bits-and-bobs that proclaims there’s actually a holiday to be observed before Christmas.

Halloween, that celebration of all things spooky, dictates that witches hats,broomsticks, fake blood, and plastic vampire teeth are also fully in stock.

Which is fitting, because those last two items are what today’s blog is about.