Change

 It's that change over time of year again.  Parliament, schools, and businesses tend to go on holiday about now.  The media will spend time seeking absurd filler stories, and political exchange will disappear, mostly.  Of course Scottish schools and business went on holiday on July the 1st, but England and its parliament care nothing for that. 

So we see the change in front of us.  Kids remaining out later at night than during schools days, later also than we remained outside.  More flights overhead as people head for the sun, though it is still warm here, leaving or arriving in the middle of the night.  Is this worth it?  Temp workers will find jobs easier to come by, but the money will remain low.  With the World Cup football in England coming to a halt, and delighted Scotland by doing so it must be said, there is nothing but the overpaid Premier League to look forward to for them.  Football proper began in Scotland two weeks ago, but there was no mention of that down here. 

So, schools end, parliament ends, but the new man enters.  

Andy Burnham, the Labour Messiah, has landed.  It appears he will be Prime Minister by Monday, and if nothing else Israel who chose him, will be happy to see their investment pay off.  He promises a new Labour approach to government, just like the last guy, he intends to reverse 40 years on Neoliberalism, oh yeah, and therefore attack the Thatcherism of Tony Blair and his mates.  He as not yet chosen a chancellor, the one who spends the money, but we all know words come easy to a politician.  In the end his backers will decide his policies.  Being rich Jews and other billionaires I do not expect a wealth tax to be seen soon.

Therefore, change is in the air, but I will carry on as normal.  Slow, uncaring, watching football and sleeping often. 
That's now my natural abode.

 

Giving me this might be exciting mind.