Blogpost
I forgot to make a blogpost yesterday. Feeling restless, I went down to "The Banner" just before eleven to order my special medicine - three pints of Tetley's bitter. Outside, I met up with Tesco Pete and Claire the civil servant and before I knew it midnight had passed by and we were into September 3rd. It takes five minutes to trudge home along quiet side streets. Our street is on a hill and sometimes I stop to take a breath. Up ahead, I saw the unmistakable silhouette of a badger scurrying across the pavement (American: sidewalk) . In any case, what would I have blogged about yesterday? There was nothing I felt an urge to report and nothing else I really wanted to say. You get days like that. Since the war in Ukraine began, I have been suspicious of our departing prime minister's overtures of support for that beleaguered country. He has visited Ukraine three times this year, courting Volodymyr Zelenskyy and always attired as he has appeared in The House of Co...