Well, I'm glad that's over.
I have spent much of the past few days attempting to work out what day it is. Either that or deciding what to eat before the sell-buy date, or because it might start growing mushrooms. And my teeth are sick of chocolate, especially the liqueur type. No more longing for the postman with the parcels, they all appear to have arrived, no more expectation of cards, nor any to send. At last I can get back into a proper rhythm and return into the slob stage where I belong. Spending is now for me, not others.
Still, I enjoyed it.
Twitter have banned me again. The first name remains banned, as I will not remove the post that offended the 'Trans Lobby.' The second has been banned because I upset the 'Trans Lobby.' I appealed both, and have every right to be returned to my position, however, the 'Trans Lobby,' is strong in todays UK Twitter staff. I will not remove the post, which was correct. Twitter, under the weird owner, promised 'Freedom of Speech,' where is it Elon? I may try the other one, Mastadon is it? But I am not bothered, maybe it is time for other things.
Look, blue sky!
Not what we expect from January. Of course, as I wander down to the Post Office tomorrow the rain will return, you bet! Good job I do not complain.
