Honours

Sir Gavin Williamson

Here, in Merrie Olde Englande, there are several national honours that are theoretically available to all citizens. At the lowest level and for good service in a wide range of fields you might receive The British Empire Medal (B.E.M.). Moving up, a more prestigious honour is the M.B.E. (Member of the British Empire) and above that is the O.B.E. (Order of the British Empire). Above that is the C.B.E. (Commander of the Order of the British Empire).

Beyond these medals, a man may receive a knighthood and a woman may be awarded a damehood. This gives the bearer the right to be addressed as a "sir" - for example Sir Ian McKellen - who received his knighthood for services to theatre arts - similar to Dame Helen Mirren.

Above this level your have barons and baronesses - a noble honour indeed but not all baronetcies get you a seat in the upper house of parliament - The House of Lords. That place is occupied by unelected hereditary peers,  bishops and nominated "Lords" and "Ladies" known as life peers who do not pass their titles on to their children.

It is all very complicated and not always transparent.  Some honours are nominally awarded by the monarch and others are political honours. When a prime minister resigns, he or she has the opportunity to make a list of "Resignation Honours". Even the hapless Liz Truss, who was in office for only forty five days during which she exploded our country's economy, may yet get to honour her own chosen citizens.

Johnson was the PM before Truss. He seemed to delight in awarding honours to his chums and supporters - ignoring wise advice and the usual protocols of the honours system. He even had the gall to make his younger brother Joseph a "Lord"  - he now sits in The House of Lords as The Lord Johnson of Marylebone. Quite sickening.

But what is more sickening is Johnson's honouring of two especially undeserving  men. Firstly - a loyal but ineffectual  Conservative politician called Gavin Williamson who ran Johnson's leadership campaign in 2019. Secondly - the forty two year old wealthy  son of a Russian KGB agent   - Evgeny Lebedev.

Forty six year old Williamson became  a "Sir" and a Knight Bachelor for his political "service".  And Lebedev became a life peer - Baron Lebedev, of Hampton in the London Borough of Richmond upon Thames and of Siberia in the Russian Federation. Johnson partied at Lebedev's holiday mansion in Italy on more than one occasion.

Giving these two undeserving men such prestigious honours stinks of corruption and  cronyism and insults every hard working and decent citizen on this island and indeed all those who gained their honours on merit. But that is what one might have expected from Johnson. Several of his other nominations are also highly questionable. Perhaps it is really time to scrap The House of Lords and revise The Honours System so that only truly deserving people are honoured.
Lord Lebedev with his pet wolf, Boris


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Shouting Into The Wind

 Trendy Carol and husband Ewan took the dogs this morning so I could spend 5 hours in the library .
I have a college presentation to prepare for and Google slides baffle me to the point of extinction.

I was surrounded by 20 year olds, most with headphones and ear buds in . 



Kids making their way forward in an uncertain world. 
I got stuck inserting photos on my last slide 
It was a slide that was suggesting what moral quality I thought I possessed which could be linked to the BACP ( British Association for Counselling and psychotherapy ) ethical framework. 
For better or worse I chose wisdom and I attempted to illustrate with various photos…of me looking old ( and therefore wise?) a photo of Winnie looking thoughtful, me in PPE looking like a pig in a condom
And a photo of a little Mongolian girl yelling joyously into the wind 
( I was going to use it as a metaphor for not peeing into the wind …hence wise….but ok I know the link was weak) 
Like I said I got stuck using the software so looked around for someone to help me. 
The librarian had already pissed me off for telling me it was bottled beverages ONLY and her halitosis was striking even a yard away, so I asked the young chap in a beanie hat on the next computer if he could help.
Bless him
He was gauche and shy but soon sorted my slides out with his long white fingers , and was kind enough to centre the text up too
He loved the photo of the Mongolian girl and of Winnie too and asked me what I was studying 
“Ahhh counselling ! “ he repeated, “ Ive had that at school… I was very depressed when I was eleven”
He looked like a child now, I thought , so bugger only knows what he looked like when he was eleven .
“ It helped” he said cheerfully before moving back to his desk with a wave

Suddenly I felt happy that it did.


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Heart

 God, it’s Monday morning.  It’s your child Regine searching for words that escape me. My thoughts reflect the deep seated fog outside. It’s the month of gratitude. I’m needing grace right now from myself to let go and let You do Your work. I have not cut out to figure it all out. 

My prayer today

Be an instrument

Of mercy and grace

Where peace

Is granted

To every

Anxious heart



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