Tough times for English folk. Conveniently, I call myself Scottish. This has consistently been a help in my peripatetic career. People like the Scots but generally do not like the English. Why is this?
Anyway, I have been neglecting Lady Sunset. She is so beautiful but after a while you get kinda immured to beauty. You no longer notice it. Big mistake.
All hail Lady Sunset! The last couple of days.
Dog
Cat
Labbit
The Quiet Ripple Defines The Pond 
Today – One thinks of Uncle Alec
If this is a Somme reference then I point out that Uncle Alec was wounded in 1918 in the Ludendorff Offensive. Or that’s what I had been led to believe.
On Thursday evening Rosy was reading from source material she has obtained about Alec. I can’t remember what she said now – Barry was plying the wine manfully – but she’s the goto girl on this matter.
Gosh, I have always thought he was a Somme casualty, nothing seems to be the way it was.