A declaration of intent on our front windowsill...........
December 2020 is proving to be rocky That Dratted Virus (TDV)........ very practical fallouts across our country as a direct result of TDV ......widespread heightened emotion as a result of TDV .....Brexit itself....... the process of Brexit.....shorter days......less chances for casual catching up with friends and neighbours.......weather finally took a dip......in short, we are all in a bit of a pickle and everyone seems to be reacting to our situation in different ways. In the past I might have thrown myself into action, those days are long gone now. The energy to be outraged is absent. There remains sadness that we can find ourselves in this situation, but I have no inclination to take to my keyboard and share my (very strong) thoughts on the leaders in Westminster. Maybe I will leave them to God, history and the universe. A few years back, our local supermarket was selling these off in January and in spite of their probable far eastern origins.......they have grown on me.