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Old conflicts

I went to the doctor this morning to check whether my injuries were doing ok. 'Why didn't you come when you first did it?' he asked and sent me off to organise an x ray.  He also said he was looking forward to the UK leaving with no deal because we can go to war again and this time France would win because the UK government would be too chaotic to defeat anyone.  That would seem to be the case judging by the amount of losses in Parliament.  He put my health card into the machine and it didn't work.  'There you are, you have already been struck off,' he said cheerfully.

I heard the cuckoo at the weekend as I walked in the warm sunshine.  The spring flowers are out, blossom is on the trees and all is good with the world.  Except the weather forecast this week is for a drastic drop in temperatures and snow.

I went to the Mairie yesterday and asked if the garbage men were still on strike.  'I don't know', was the reply, 'put the garbage out and if they collect it then they are back at work.'

A friend e mailed to say that he was still looking for a sane, intelligent country to move to.  Well Ukraine has just voted in a comedian.  There's a possibility.

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