Well, I’m not a fan of politics (read: normally would rather pull my eyelashes out one by one) but this General Election in the U.K. has been a bit of an eye opener.
The “experts” thought that Cameron vs. Miliband would be a close run race and that a coalition government was almost a certainty.
Experts scmexperts! Cameron’s in for another term and the other leaders have resigned SO whatever people wanted from their vote the political landscape will inevitably change with new bods running three of the main parties. BUT the way I see it, if you don’t vote you can’t really spend the next five years of the whoever-it-is government moaning about them…you should have voted.
It’s the V.E. Day celebration/commemoration this weekend. War is such a waste of life and what might have been, we should never forget the sacrifices made so that we can have such freedom today.
Let’s hope that there’s never another war…yes, a gargantuan miracle.
I was inspired to write this tanka earlier…
A showstopping farce, it pales
At a cenotaph
Comrades of seventy years
Real heroes, victors to hail
Meanwhile, back at my desk, I’m still editing Byron and Lady Caroline Lamb and I aim to finish reading a book about Queen Mary this weekend and then I will pootle over to a fiction book, probably a detective story set at the turn of the century. That is unless another tempting book lures me away!
My therapist saw me for the first time in 3 months yesterday (she was in Asia) and she seems happy enough…after the well done’s the inevitable “what next?” followed. As if I didn’t know it was coming ha ha so I have set several “overcome the O.C.D.” goals this month…
“Look out OCD gremlins…I’m coming to get yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Good news blogging peeps.
I’ve got a tribute poem about WW1 accepted for an anthology that will be released 31st October.
Although not one of the brave people around 100 years ago will know about the poem I felt that from me a poem was a fine way to give my respect and honour those who gave so so much so that I could sit here and enjoy life.
The website is still a work in progress; I’ll let you know when it’s live.
The other side of writing is reading and I have been devouring a book on Madame Pompadour – Louis XV of France’s mistress, and in that book Voltaire is mentioned so I, intrigued, have downloaded his Letters on England which I’m sure I’ll enjoy.
After Voltaire, I’ll be reading a book on Marie Antoinette, wife of Louis XVI of France…
Isn’t it funny how one book leads to another?!
I guess this summer will be spent in French history!
The great news is that I love history as much as reading.
And there’ll be a lot of writing going on too, writing is like breathing, I’ve just gotta do it!
You call me a weed
I might be a flower
You just don’t love me.
Have a fab day
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