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Visitors

This morning I opened the front door and about a hundred ants walked in, uninvited.  I know I have missed having visitors this year but I do like to choose who comes to stay, not have them just barge in like they own the place.  I'm afraid I didn't welcome them, just reached for the ant spray.

On Saturday I finally got to sit in a cafe in Saumur with friends, different nationalities, and have a chat.  It was wet and windy but we didn't care; we were free at last and we sat outside, huddled up in coats in the middle of June,  not even having to pretend to be enjoying ourselves.

The death rate from the virus in Europe is practically zero while in the UK it is still pretty high so why has the UK a 2 week quarantine rule for people arriving from Europe?  Shouldn't it be the other way around?

Violent protests never solve anything, peaceful ones should but why does it take so long to change the world.  Rome wasn't built in a day, they say, but 400 years to tackle inequality is pushing the bounds of credibility.

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