Whiteout

I have been away from the posts for awhile, work and a little illness keeping me from the keyboard. It has given me some time for reflection on the state of the world and all that is of it. The haves continue to have more it seems. The organisation I am being sacked by has just appointed a new chief exec for the last dying 12 months at a salary higher than the PM's, equivalent to £600 per day, although she will be paid for 5 days per week she will only be working 2. The rest of us are eagerly awaiting our gruel allotment and to be told when we will be shoved out in to the cold.

My illness was a strange one. My Beautiful brought home one day and lovely little cough, with which she proceeded to spray liberally around the house countless little pockets of infected air and surface and goodness knows what. She coughed so much, it was disturbing my watching of the telly. Anyway, true to form, she didn't keep the delight to herself and succumbed last Friday. I think by the time I had got IT, it had mutated into a rare and unique form of new unidentified virus that no human has had to suffer before. I was gallant and strong so much so that My Beautiful as well as feeling guilty became worried that I really was ill, as I had stopped complaining for a whole two days. That friends is a measure of how ill I was.

We have had snow here and as always it brought the country to its knees. Conquerors do not need to develop weapons of mass destruction to conquer England, all you need to do is develop a snow making machine and we are done for. We have had a lot, not as much as some of you have probably, but a lot for us poor brits. Its melting now and so the next bit will be floods, fire and pestilence will surely follow.

Take care and have a good weekend