THEN STORM CIARAN.
THEN RAIN...SUN...RAIN.That covers Britain. Ireland, and the Channel Islands (particularly Jersey where Ciaron became a tornado). It has been an appalling experience for those most affected by it. Homes and premises swamped. Fields flooded. Roads impassable. All in all a disastrous inconvenience. A mental and financial nightmare. Quite soon now somebody will tell us changes will be made, and the experienced among us will know that's a load of balls. Changes cost money. Patch ups cost less.
If we have one consolation it has to be that we are not a Gaza or a Ukraine, damn their enemies.
War is inexcusable no matter who starts it. Non-combatants are always hurt by it. Those who start it should be forced to stand in the front line. Say no more.
Oh, something seems to have gone amiss in the voting system.
David Cameron is back as foreign secretary.
So who is next for the political chopping block?
And why are we now paying bigger and bigger prices for smaller and smaller biscuits?
And why are we now paying bigger and bigger prices for smaller and smaller biscuits?
Back soon.
Mind how you cross the road.
Mind how you cross the road.
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