One of those days. Never rains… One thing after another.

I'm woken up by, of all things, a whopping great haemorrhoid. Yes, I said it. Not like I chose to inflict that particular joy on myself and I am sure I am not the first among us to be blessed in that manner. First one I have had for about a decade, so I really shouldn’t complain, but when it feels like someone parked the Queen Mary between the cheeks, I must say I am not feeling very charitable to the world.

Hobble, bow-legged, to the computer for the morning emails. Two of my very best, longest (known them both for more than forty years) mates and I have all shared very similar political views (no, I am not going to break the rules) for decades. I believe I have not changed, just that the world has shifted, and not for the better (but I suppose people have been saying that for centuries). The events of the last few years have caused me to reflect and perhaps adjust in certain ways that