Saturday, December 8
Not playing this game
Public mood is a fucker . It can turn on a sixpence violently . Hence the suicide of the nurse who answered the prank phone call enquiring about Kate Middletons condition . How we all laughed at a ridiculas accent that was really taken to be the queen at the hospital reception . Said receptionist commits suicide next day and all moral hell breaks loose against the Australian radio hosts . Real venom . Real hatred. A child like swing of mood . Just dont expect me to play along with this shit! I dont play this game as someone once said to me....
An odd December day
This morning is an oddity . Snow is still on the hill tops but has thawed in the bottom of the valley . Its a bright winters day with patches of light cloud and an atomosphere of spring is somehow in the air . Jackdaws are fighting over nesting sights pretending its spring too . So its not all just " in my head " . A hint of Christmas spirit has sprung up too . Somewhere people will be franticaly converting this nice atomoshere in to the need to shop . No not on you nelly !!!
Going to service my car now . Oil change ect as its light , dry and all is reasonably clean now its been a frosty week . A halfway day when anything could happen . The moon is fading too half gone too, and pretty it has been in a wintery way .
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