There was a time when we could go into the garden and do some weeding safe in the knowledge that whatever the government of the day did it would be tinkering at the edges. No longer. Historians will make a meal of the period 2008 to goodness knows when. We have a financial industry in moral meltdown, thanks to a small minority of people, and a gaggle of MPs' believing that they are worth more than 63,000 grand per year. Let me have another look at their job description.
James Lawton, of the Independent newspaper, has an article today headlined "Cricket should not be fun - Twenty20 has stripped it of intrigue and brutality" James - Twenty20 aint cricket.
An archbishop considers Atheists not fully human. Would you like to reconsider archbishop?
Are you into the "Yesterday" programme? It is a gem of a TV station although sometimes I cannot help feeling that it takes up too much of my time. It spends a lot of time contemplating Hitler and his rise to power. Bearing in mind the recent European election results, and the state of the world, can you see an emerging parallel?
I sometimes wish I was back in 1968; the year of "Hey Jude' and the Beatles. The year of Budgie the chattering hairdresser and Sheila the gentle smiler. I am sure that Sheila has put me right to the back of her mind or perhaps, understandably, flushed me down the metaphorical loo deep in the heart of her brain. And I am not referring to my half sister.
Ah well you can't go back.
WB
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