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Friday, 10 May 2019
Where the hell do I put my X?
Ever since the age of 18 I have only ever voted for one political party. I have worked for a couple of MP's, and have even acted as an agent for a prospective County Councilor. As a 'middle of the road' voter, there has only ever been one possible box for my X.
Now things have changed, and I am at a total loss who I would vote for. Maybe it's a good thing that I no longer have a postal vote, or I would be turning greyer and balder than I already am.
Maybe if my old party chose a new leader who had real guts, I might vote for them again; but I fear this may not be the case. I have made various suggestions for a successor to May on these pages, including 'Tory Rory' Stewart and Andrea Leadsom, but none of them has the gutsy qualities needed; although Leadsom does come close. The next PM will not only need to be very bright, but he/she will also have to be extremely tough.
The main problem is apathy. Without someone who inspires, the country could easily fall into Marxist hands, and all the recent repair work after 'Labour's' last disastrous reign could quickly be undone (yet again); only this time it could be far worse.
These are troubling times. The N Americans think they have problems with Trump, but that's nothing in comparison to what our own dear Corbyn & Co could do to the UK. We are at a pivotal stage in the UK's history, and it needs to be handled very cautiously.
If a combination of Corbyn, Watson, Abbott, and The Trade Unions, were running the shop, it could all go VERY wrong, VERY quickly.
BACK to BACK ..........
*We have had the most amazing weather for practically all of lockdown.
Because of this, I wasn't going to stay in and clean, decorate or clear out
1 week 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 46 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), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. 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!