No walk today yet. It was raining, but now starting to clear up. I’ve high hopes of getting started once the veg have arrived.
“What about the vegetables, Mrs Thatcher?”
“Oh, they’ll have what I’m having.”
Thank you, Fluck and Law – voices from the past.
The Lectionary on Sunday includes a secondary OT reading from Ezekiel about the consequences of not speaking out. Harsh words for people like me who are not happy with the things some people are doing, but say (or do) very little about it.
I used to be patriotic (no really, I did), but get less patriotic every time my Prime Minister opens his mouth. In any case, I reckon real patriotism consists of treating your fellow-citizens* right.
The sun is just starting to peep out from time to time. It’s still good to see, even if it was predicted.
* ‘Fellow-citizen’ – anyone who shares the physical space of these islands.