Revolutionary Rants

It is extremely cold. Extremely. At least it is a reminder that we used to have an actual winter and also a reminder of what last year was like in Yorkshire. I really don’t miss the weather in Huddersfield. It always seemed to get the worst possible type of weather, sitting, as it does, in a bowl. Freezing mist, icy skiddy hills, pavements like ice rinks, biting winds. No, I really do not miss it. But here today the weather is not much better.

I am also tired and sneezing. Tired because, although my lovely does not normally snore, he does when he has a cold, as he does now. He also seemed determined, in his sleep, to carry out a revolution and overthrow my side of the bed. Much as I would normally support such action, I do not feel that my regime is unjust… Oh well, hopefully Mr C will get well soon.

BPAG went well, although it is a bit daunting going in at first. Start proper next week.

There is the most bizarre story from America, about a NASA love-triangle. One woman driving miles and miles wearing a nappy so she wouldn’t have to stop to kill - apparently - another woman over a male shuttle pilot… The English try to bomb other people because they are disgruntled by speed camaras, the Yanks pepper-spray their love rivals!  Culture clash or what?!