HELLO, I'M BACK!
So, how are you on this blustery autumnal day? It has been a while, seven years to be almost precise. Doesn't time fly when you're not enjoying yourself huh!
A warm welcome back to all those of you whose life has been on hold awaiting the latest post... or possibly finding something better to do such as actually enjoying life, and also to those of you who stumbled upon this site whilst surfing the Blogisphere.
This post is merely a 'Hello, I'm Back'... actually more of a 'Hello, I'm still alive' really, what with Covid 19 turning rapidly into Covid 20 and soon to morph into 21... 22... as the years progress. Any excitement comes from guessing which American president will be in power at the appropriate moment in order to claim it was they who oversaw the antidote that saved the world from further harm and probably total annihilation. Messrs Trump and Biden...both in their seventies, one a maverick with a more than cavalier attitude to governing, and the other, an affable chap likened to a favourite uncle you'd expect to catch up with at a family christening, marriage or funeral, and probably in that order! A population in excess of 300,000,000 people and they are the two choices! It's a strange world...
My work as a speaker - After-lunch, After-dinner and probably After-life - has all but evaporated and brewery tours suspended until?... As the Great Bard once noted - 'It's a right bugger and no mistake!" With the foregoing in mind, a tidy garden, seats and shed painted, summerhouse cleaned and the loft and garage cleared of years of non-collectable debris, I feel it's time to blow off the cobwebs of apathy and rekindle that zest... that enthusiasm... that desire to converse with a world outside of the garden, a garden where only two families totalling six members at any one time can meet - or at least I think that's the current ruling. Mind you, not sure why there are any rules appertaining to Guildford and district as I'm pretty sure possessing a GU postcode brings with it automatic immunity from pandemics originating from far-flung foreign climes. I don't know of anyone who has had the sniffles let alone a full-blown cough, temperature etc. I mean, they're not the sort of symptoms one witnesses in west Surrey - certainly can't see it being tolerated in Farnham, perish the thought...
Over the coming days and weeks we'll be ruminating and cogitating over aspects of modern life such as "Black lives mattering', Britain's on-going battle for 'Freedom from Europe', Prince Andrew and his transatlantic assignations, Foreign Aid - and why we give it!, Bias at the BBC, Slavery, Grammar and diction - or the lack of it... not to mention the Scourge of British roads - yes... cyclists!!
Right, well, that's worn out the index finger on my typing hand, so a cuppa is the order of the day.
Until we meet again, Wednesday probably... Bye for now.
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