Two topics have entirely dominated the Anglo-spheric political scene for the last five years. One has come to an end. The other is ending. Need I name these topics? I think that is probably unnecessary. But I will anyway. Brexit and Trump. The title of the post suggests there’s another topic to add. The third … Continue reading Political Trinity
Back in March, I graciously offered the world the benefit of my wisdom and provided a forecast of the coming coronavirus ridden months. The summary of which was, 'It's here forever, isn't it?' Followed by 'We're fucked'. And finished off with 'The virus will kill millions. Probably tens of millions.' I stand by those comments. … Continue reading The Mutant is Here
All our dreams, hopes and plans lie inside this small, temporary building. I speak just for Mrs P and myself. Your dreams may be contained in a similar structure. Or maybe a converted arena. Or a normal brick and mortar structure. This particular building appeared just a week or so ago in the car park … Continue reading The House of the Future
I’m pretty sick and tired of wearing face masks, following vinyl arrows, washing my hands every time I touch a banknote, having to book most things days in advance, all the perspective screens. Aren’t we all? It’s driving me nuts. But I put up with it, on the basis that it helps ease our way … Continue reading Nuts
Going ForwardThere seem to be two lines of thinking about how we move forward in a coronavirus infected world.. The first is that we must reopen, and reopen now. Abandon most restrictions, including the 2 metre social distancing which is simply not compatible with real life situations. If we don’t, our already crumbling economy will … Continue reading
Road to RecoveryI wrote at the beginning of March about a virus I picked up the previous September. Here we are nine months later and I’m almost recovered. Or as recovered as I’m likely to get. I recently hit 12 stone on the scales. I’d plummeted from about 13 stone to just over 11 stone. … Continue reading
Two Month AssessmentBournemouth Gardens are in full bloom. The weather during ‘lockdown’ has been glorious, which helps. The gardens are just a 30 second walk from home, and we stroll through them often. Not so often this year, because they attract too many other people out for a stroll. But it looked too lush yesterday … Continue reading
The Mexile 