Revolutionary Rants

Because Everything’s Political

For Whom the Bell Tolls

Been quiet again, haven’t I? Sorry, sorry. The weekend seems to be eaten up by swimming and gardening (the woefully late start on our allotment is slowly but surely becoming some actual ’stuff’ going on, more of which in a moment…) and the week is, of course, the toad as Larkin named it. Plus lots of dog walking and the obligatory crime dramas I have to watch (tonight, Wire in the Blood).

I actually rang on my own tonight, properly on my own for the first time. A long way from stay breaking, I feel pathetically proud of myself! My one remaining fellow-ringing is also ringing alone now so we are starting to ring as a two-person team, too.

I have got my summer baskets up, sweltering in the heat, plus some planting has gone on down the allotment. We have potato plants coming through despite them going in awfully late.

Alex is hopefully coming down at the weekend, and I am hopefully meeting up with Andrew, too, as he is in Exeter for work. So, life rolls on like a bell tolling…

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