Sinking fast

The UK is the worst place to be at the minute; the US - 'Hold My Beer'.

So where you would rather be? The US needed the Spacex tonight. In the UK there's been deflection after deflection as the public blamed second wave will hit tsunami style. The crazy island is sinking fast; care homes, everywhere is stained indelibly with Covid blood.

The US looting is being orchestrated as gaslighting is ratcheted up to whole new levels. But until such time that Trump is voted out, proceedings stay pitched at sensationalism. So they have lockdown and curfew there?

Yvette Cooper did such a filleting job on Johnson that even by his standards he floundered, meltdown, disintegrated. The government having presided over the worst death rate in the world should be ashamed. There's the Isle of Dogs corrupt cabal.
When Rishi Sunak says we can enjoy Nando chicken thighs, livers it's in peri peri bad taste and you know he's been told to say that; he's an educated man.

Lockdown fines won't reviewed? I'll walk you back to the pavilion myself minister.

Watch unprobing Peston? No thanks; he's keeping the establishment sweet. Johnson's previous yes men are now defying; 61 is a Prime number.

Make me an offer

Finding politics engrossing; to learn. When Cummings said if he has to resign he'll take his guys with him he would've said those exact words. Private thoughts become discrediting. The world is laughing at Britain.

Allotment gardening is a release.

Maybe some local work coming up; make me an offer.

You can actually buy a horseradish and mustard sauce; how unimaginative is that? This isn't sunstroke and restlessness talking.

Silence on the sofa

Was sleeping great till tonight when it felt nightmarish. Feel calmer now through silence on the sofa; sunshine seeping through the window. The adventure isn't over. We have our memories and we make new ones. Observing new things. There are known variables, read the game and make the good choices.

The present time shows that we don't rely on the immediacy. Let the desire pass. I invite you to share my passions like music. African music took a hit with the passing of Mory Kante; this follows Tony Allen, 'Lagos never gonna be the same'. Some actions only work if in conjunction with other ideas. I'll provide the content you didn't think you wanted. What I've lost is now in the right hands.

Two months lockdown; quite something. The brain needs to process different. Listened to music for 9 hrs; compile playlists. I'm isolating myself socially ha. Like plants in cracks we find a way to grow. Did quite a lot till March so am serene. Can't feel sorry with your head down; work away at yourself.

I'm back babay

Remembering Frank Costanza played by Jerry Stiller, of Ben and Jerry. That irascible, shouty East Coast style. See his Masterchef critique on his missus' cooking. 'Give me the spatula, I'm back babay'.

The film Doctor Sleep is about torturing children; no thanks, we cut it short.

An enjoyable Zoom as with every Monday night with a South East London group; i have loyalty.

Had Russian salad before the Zoom; it is creamy gorgeousness. Have with a crispy egg and grilled sardines. Buffet tasting menu really; roast chicken breast, coronation chicken, pate, cheddar tart, salt beef, fried slice. This is a preview of Wednesday's enhanced exercise picnic. Loved the running earlier this evening.

On Gangs of London Sean was trying to walk away from the life turned bullshit. It was beautiful; he knew it was not right. The new generation assumes the mantle and make right the wrongs from the previous one.

Lethargic Sunday though did go for a run. I'll feel better tomorrow. Had catfish in the dinner; don't lose sight of the things you like but don't have too much of a good thing or you'll get bored. Passions outweigh likes. Enjoy the simple pleasures.