To avoid the incessant noise re Manchester I kept my head in my laptop finally finishing the rebuild of the WW2 memorial. A rebuild that almost went wrong as another glitch threatened to kill it once again. The air was almost blue. To ease my ageing eyes I wandered in the sunshine
When I returned to the news I found the usual 24 hour concentration on the 'Big Story' unappealing. Now I appreciate the importance of the Manchester event, I feel for the victims, I realise the seriousness of the situation, however I would rather journalism was once again introduced instead of the squalid reporting shoved down our noses today.
Maybe I am just used to such outrages, maybe I note that when it happens elsewhere, Beirut or Kabul for instance, few bother to comment let alone 'stand with' those people. Maybe I am just sick of pap masquerading as journalism for a lazy audience.
Interestingly the 'Sun,' Rupert Murdoch's main tabloid offering, gave the whole front page over to an attack on Jeremy Corbyn and his supposed support for the IRA Provos. The Manchester deaths were hidden inside. This speaks volume for Murdoch.
I have just read that someone claims a UKIP individual is demanding the return of the death penalty...for suicide bombers!
The weatherman indicates tomorrow might reach 23 degrees, that's 73 in English! A heatwave has hit us, the sun has been switched on and I have nowhere to go. I need to go somewhere as the cooker requires cleaning as does the fridge, the cupboards, the windows, the bedroom, the East Wing, the everything else, and I wish to avoid such chores. Now that I appear to have the old laptop under control I feel I can go outside again. The fact that I just cannot be bothered, the effort appears to great for my fat, unfit, squalid body, and we have seen all that this area (without an automobile to use) can offer.
I may just go back to bed...