As 2016 stumbles to a close, I gotta say, it’s been a weird one. I wrote recently about the deaths I have seen, and now my mind is trying to figure out all this poo-litical stuff. The two big ones are of course Trump and Brexit.
For me, 2016 started with death, it has been punctuated by death, and my most prominent memory of the close of the year, will also be of death. Continue reading
It had been a damn tough 24 hours. Continue reading
The link popped up a few times on my Facebook feed, so I watched it. Once my eyes had dried, I figured I’d re-blog it here for both of you. I was going to tell you where the fun happens, but it’s only just over 10 minutes long, so I reckon you can spare that long – it’s anyway better than 10 minutes of cats stuck in boxes. Continue reading
That’s about the only word I can find for this.