Also, I have to rethink or rather rebut my long and careful analyses over the last, hmm, six months or so about how Corbyn isn’t a leader, doesn’t want to be a leader, and is an eternal rearguard action fighter, fighting the Corbyn Faction’s battles.
Now I see he does want to be leader, and will be a slightly odd and eccentric leader, and that’s a good thing.
Hmm, all alooone at the top of the page ! Everyone has gone off to bed, probably lulled to sleep by me going on about lemmings and citrus.
So, night-time thought: Vote Labour !
Eh by gum Nuits !
So that’s where T. May is hiding ! Fish her out of this bolthole, and take that yellow thing away which she is clutching with unnatural tory claws !
Mind you, be gentle. She’s aged, and gone all white haired.
Aw! That’s unkind! Its wee face reminds me of a seal-pup. I think it’s holding a star fruit or something of that kind.
Oh – it’s not T. May then ! My mistake 🙂 Everyone is out looking for her.
Right, on those searching thoughts, I’m off to look for a good night’s sleep 🙂
p.s. REM has won the legislative elections in France ! This is wild. In these days of ceaseless electoral paradigm shift, the abnormal has become the norm, and now… A rock band will now rule the legislature in France ?
I thought REM has disbanded. They must be retired surely.
The British nearly – PM may take a hint, and go busking or something. Christian choir music, fronted by T. May, at the harbour in Dover perhaps.
Hey peeps, happy hols, Emms, I’m off myself tomorrow. Mum here and she will be when I get back, so good to see her, I see her every month but she’s not been here for a while, we meet up elsewhere, whatever event or a quick visit with an overnight stay at a hotel. I am so lucky, she is so fab. 80 she is, you’d not put her a day over a well-kept 70, 65 at a push.
Anyways, have the best week you can, all. I’ll be eating “fresh off the boat” crab sandwiches mostly. And prob getting rained on. This is Wales, after all.
I am going to blooming feel that sand between my toes. I’ve paddled at Barry Island, I’ll have you know. x 🙂 x
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