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Thursday, 9 April 2015
It's getting NASTY.
The UK is in pre-election mode, and everyone is having a swipe at everyone else. It's normal.
But, I have just read an article (blog?) by someone called 'Mama Lewis' that really made my blood boil.
'Mama Lewis', who has a disabled daughter herself, has attacked Prime Minister David Cameron's wife, Samantha, for having granted an interview about the grief she endured on losing her disabled son (above in pushchair).
OK, it's all a bit of fun having a go at a politician for having two kitchens, or two Jags, or having been to a good school, but to attack his wife because she was unfortunate enough to have a disabled child, and then to berate her when she mourns his death, is just about the cruellest jibe that I could ever imagine. I never thought that left-wing party political electioneering could stoop quite that low.
Luckily Samantha Cameron is a highly intelligent woman, and I'm sure she'll treat Ms Lewis's writing with the disdain it deserves.
I know very little about 'Mama Lewis' but she appears to be a Cancer-suffering American who lives in London. She was recently on ITV News demanding that Lambeth Council provide her and her daughter with a better home; no doubt all at the UK's expense. Well you would, wouldn't you!
If (heaven forbid) Ms Lewis's daughter should one day succumb to her disabilities, I doubt very much if any of Mr Cameron's supporters would be unkind to her; it simply isn't the way that Conservatives behave!
My sincere sympathy goes out to everyone who has a disabled child (including Ms Lewis), and especially to those who lose a child at such a young age. The Camerons' son Ivan was born with Cerebral Palsy, and sadly died aged 6. I really don't think this should be a subject for political insults and point-scoring.
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
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