R's rue

  Brought down by a gay grope Boris will soon have to go, even non stick Johnson can survive the latest bout of lies and the resignations of  Rishi Sunak and Sajid Javid . It’s a sad state of affairs indeed and has been for a considerable time. I’m just waiting for that slimy little weasel Michael Gove to come crawling out of the gutter with platitudes aplenty as the rats are swimming hard from the sinking Tory ship I despise them all  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/LMG5Chm

The view from Simon's back yard. It takes an hour and a half to travel to the village where I was born and raised. Today, Shirley came with me and saw my brother Simon for the first time since August 2019. As a nurse for more than forty years, she was not daunted by his changed appearance. With the cancer and everything he has become a bag of bones. So painfully thin - like a malnourished prisoner working on the Burma railway under Japanese supervision.  Wasting away. We stayed all afternoon.  Shirley had his washing machine on and we changed his bedding. I had bought a new fitted sheet, duvet cover and pillowcases from Tesco. Shirley said that his old bedding was "disgusting".  We brought tins of mushroom soup and cans of "Fanta" and "Coke" and some pots of chocolate mousse plus a couple of pints of milk. They were received with zero gratitude. In fact, he insisted that six cans of soup was far too many. I encouraged him to have a bath while...

 The window of the soul Is the mountain peaks  The ocean waves The skunks The birds Babies And every joy That comes My way Like an aperol spritz from R's rue https://ift.tt/eMalmkN

 Have the spirit of a child The imagination The wonder That’s on my heart today I’m having to let go Of everything I once held dear Look out the window Put down the phone Grateful for no cell service In remote parts Tell me about your gratitude from R's rue https://ift.tt/bETvcBV