Two Women

There is either an election or a fight for the Tory leadership going on at the moment as Priti Patel is constantly in the local paper being photographed at various needless functions.  Whether they wish her to be there is not made clear.  She represents the neighbouring constituency and as it was enlarged she has fought off the other MP there.  She will run the whole show, and she hopes, the rump of the party.

She may be seen as the most responsible and sensible of the various contestants, which tells us something!  

The daffodil does not represent Priti Patel, but I had no 'Snapdragons' available.

 

 

After I scribbled that I searched for something interesting to grumble about.  There was nothing of note, just too much querying Kate and her dubious photo, lies from MPs, gunmen in Moscow and Tesco's new lunchtime menu, and a new 'England' shirt costing £125 that people object to, nothing important.  

When I had dumped it all until tomorrow we find Kate appearing to speak of her next PR stunt.  This one however, is serious.  Whatever the cancer is, and I have lost three family members to various types, we know she will get the best treatment, unlike those under the Tory thumb.  

We also know the press will fill their pages with sentimental slush, the opposite of the vile attacks they were making on her in recent days, as they realise that their making use of her as 'Diana 2' might be coming to an end.  Yet they also know the vast pull out sections now being prepared will make lots of cash.  They can keep her in the press for ten years or more, whatever happens.

Do any of them actually care?  No, of course not!

I have little time for the royal benefit scroungers, however, this is upsetting for those close to her, and will not do dim Willie much good.  A sad story, but one the press will run with for all they are worth.

 

Friday Fussing

I am irked by so many things today.

It's bad enough the tech problems with the mobile phone: I phoned someone and found his face staring at me.  I still don't know how I managed this!  The phone switched itself on as I was seeking the number and off as I tried to switch off.  Bah!

A radio programme featured a middle class woman offering feminist baloney.  She said 'Women are expected to be sweet and quiet and out of the way.'  I nearly swore.  This is the basis of feminism, imaginary women who never existed justifies the well to do in there wishful thinking.  When I heard this I thought of my mum and her sisters who lived through two wars, a mining strike 6 months long, cheap passage to Australia for some of them and a new life, and bringing up kids decently on no money and just 'getting on with it.'  Many still do this today.  Yet this woman, not married or attached obviously, thinks she is suffering!  You can bet she looks down her nose at the girls on the checkout.

Have you ever heard of a woman who sits 'quietly and out of the way?'  Neither have I.

This one ought to have been strung up.

Kate, Williams bint, is in my view the power in the marriage.  This comes from her pushy parents, who have just seen one of their money making schemes die owing £2.6 million.  How can they get away with this?  Is this the first time they have failed?  Their house costs £5 million, why do they not sell it and pay their debtors?  Or ask Kate for the cash, she has plenty waste now.

The wealthier you are, the less you pay...

I am amazed that Rishi Sunak, the Prime Minister, cannot find the many phones he uses containing 'WhatsApp' messages from the period of the Covid Lockdown.  Amazing that Simon Case, the Cabinet Secretary, has gone sick just before his appearance at the Covid inquiry, that Boris could only hand over his phone, with bits redacted, if he has indeed handed over his phone.  I find all this amazing that at the top level of government there is so much incompetence.  Or should I be amazed considering the liars involved?