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Thursday, 5 January 2017
Imagine that you are a 30 year old woman living in Afghanistan.
Your husband is away working in Iran, and you need some basic supplies.
You pop out to the nearby market, covered from head to foot in your favourite black Burka, and suddenly you are grabbed by a group of men.
You are marched away by 'The Taliban', dragged to the nearest Square, and beheaded. How dare you go to the market unaccompanied by a close male relative!
Yes, this really did happen just a couple of days ago, and it's worth remembering what these people really stand for. They imagine that what they are doing is following the strict rules of their religion; but who in their right mind would follow a religion if it means beheading a young woman for having gone shopping.
I've just come back from doing my own shopping, and I couldn't help thinking of that poor woman. I wandered around my supermarket stacked high with all possible produce, amongst women happily surveying the shelves unaccompanied, uncovered, and unafraid of being hacked to death by some evil cult.
No-one is safe until the barbarity of these people is ended. Maybe 2017 will see the beginning of their end; I hope so, but doubt it.
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
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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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 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).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!