I count myself very fortunate in so many ways. I know there are thousands worse off than me and I do count my blessings every day
However , if I hear or read one more person saying ( re Christmas this year) Oh, it’s just ....
Actually it’s not. It’s months of things not being right, it’s the trials and worries. The disappointments, the missed opportunities, the fun, the missed celebrations.
It is the inabilities properly comfort those in pain or who are ill , lonely or bereaved. Sometimes just to give or receive a hug.
So, if occasionally I feel down and shed a few tears, spare me the platitudes.
I will soon ( more platitudes )pull up my socks, stand tall, look the world in the eye and get on with it.
Just let me have a moment.
What job would you do now, if you had the choice? (Light hearted)
Early Bee Gees performance (1960) when they were kids.
Wes Streeting announces we have 1,000 days to prepare for war.




