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Saturday, 10 June 2017
Election Results. I breathe again; almost!
Not an ideal result to the election, in fact it could hardly be worse. But thank god that the British public has seen sense and voted to return a Conservative government; however tenuous its hold. A Socialist government could so easily have ignited the financial ruin of dear old Blighty, and at this time it could almost have been 'terminal'. Common sense has prevailed, and I, like most, heaved a huge sigh of relief; albeit somewhat restrained.
What Blair and Co started, Corbyn and Co could easily have finished. Just be grateful that this won't now happen; not for a while anyway.
However, one mustn't become complacent. It's worth remembering that there are plenty of radical Socialists/Marxists/Communists out there who would happily welcome such disastrous policies as Corbyn and Co promoted. They just don't care.
Thank you everyone who voted for reasonable standards in politics. You would never know how worried I was, and how relieved I am this morning. I breathe again. My own politics are traditionally 'middle of the road'; I can't stand either the extreme left or the extreme right; the idea of an extreme left, Marxist, government was giving me serious nightmares.
This election didn't so much ring the praises of Corbyn, as show disdain for May. An election thrown away by arrogance, and a lack of urgency. This was tub-thumping versus apathy. Corbyn appealing to a young, greedy, something for nothing, population, who care only for today; versus May threatening to take away cold-weather payments from pensioners. No contest.
I shall now try not to think of politics for the foreseeable future.
p.s. I'm still reeling from the thought of Diane Abbott as Home secretary (as, I expect, are many).
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 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. 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!