Revolutionary Rants

Ah, a lovely weekend was had. Well, apart from the torrential rain yesterday, which, of course, has had very tragic results on Dartmoor. Quite why children were allowed out on Dartmoor in the truly awful weather we had yesterday to train for some event I will never know. Two people were also swept to their deaths off a pier in Cornwall… But we had a quiet and pleasant one. On Saturday we went to Mum and Dad’s for lunch and then off to the shops with Alex and later for a pint in our local ghastly Wetherspoons. It is cheap…

Yesterday we visited Nan and evil capitalist store with orange bits on the sign before spending the afternoon playing games on the PC/PS2, reading the paper and eating a lovely tea of falafel. Later on I enjoyed Lewis, which ended with an almost identical scene to one in an episode of Morse years ago. In a idyllic rural pub, Lewis drinking orange juice and his partner in investigation drinking a pint of ale… All very ripped-off now, but that’s quite nice in a way!

I had a few memories brought back by this post. How well I remember going through the Broad Marsh and seeing little old Charlie flying around on his branch. Good to see he is still there, now that Nottingham is so changed.

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