The UK has an absolute stack of massive problems. Social, economic and political. Some of them are shared problems affecting most other countries. Some of them are unique to the UK. All of them are either due to or made worse by an event in June 2016. The UK Prime Minister back then, David Cameron, … Continue reading Defining Society
I’m sitting here in the cafe of my Club, on the patio. I’m sipping latte, listening to light rain patter on the corrugated roofing, enjoying the cool breeze on my wrinkled skin. I’ve had a good swim and then spent too long in the jacuzzi and steam room. I love coming here, but its an … Continue reading Cheap Heating
Twenty one years ago, I was a retail manager in charge of a smallish Texaco petrol station in Hampshire. I was about half way through a near ten year on/off* career with Texaco** when something unexpected happened. Every petrol station in the country ran out of petrol. Every single one of them. The Great Blockade … Continue reading A Mexican Brexit
Most people in Britain woke up to the news. It happened in the dead of night, after all. I lived it as it happened. I was working a night shift at a Texaco petrol station in Ringwood, Hampshire. Night shifts were by and large very quiet affairs. Once the locals had been thrown out of … Continue reading Midnight News
Today is the tenth day since all restrictions were lifted. Hows’s it going, you might wonder. It’s mostly ok. No one has to wear a face mask unless using London Transport, but most places ‘encourage’ their patrons to do so. Compliance is high in well-to-do establishments such as Waitrose. In Tesco, things are different. A … Continue reading Freedom Day Ten
We’re used to having life our own way. We stay for one more drink. Have one more biscuit from the tin. Watch five minutes more television before bed. Turn one more page of the book we’re reading. The great promise of life is that there is always time for one more. Death allows no such … Continue reading The Fresh Sea Breeze
Mrs P and I will regularly stop on our walks to take a photo or two. If I share mine, I likely share it with you here on my blog. Mrs P sends hers to her dad in Mexico City. He likes seeing where Mrs P has been and what she’s doing. Sometimes, Mrs P … Continue reading The Unseen Photo
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