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You can't be serious

 Brexit has resulted in many strange things happening but do we really want to go back to imperial measures?  I doubt there is a child in the UK who knows what pounds and ounces are. I can barely remember them and when I come across an old recipe I hear myself muttering '16 ounces one pound, 14 pounds one ?' and there I am lost.  Was it 14 pounds one stone and what is a stone exactly?  Next they will bring back pounds, shillings and pence.  Please give us a break.

Where can we send all these leaders who lie, cheat, commit crimes and yet manage to keep their power?  Johnson wants to draw a line under his misdemeanours and move on.  Why should he?  The public  don't want to move on, they want him to move on and out.  Not that I want anyone from the present cabinet to take over, or those sitting across the aisle.  I think I have finally worked out why Starmer sounds so ineffective when he speaks.  He puts the wrong emphasis on the wrong words, and now I have discovered this I find listening to  him extremely annoying.  

Putin is outraged that anyone could possibly think about helping  Ukraine defend itself against the Russian onslaught.  He definitely should be in the court of International justice.  Saudi Arabia think they can  just kill a journalist, chop him up and get away with it.   Trump tried to bring the government down by insurrection.  The trouble is they are getting  away with it, partly because of economic reasons and partly because politicians no longer follow any moral code, and nor do their followers who are weak, selfish and too cowardly to stand up and be counted.

This week our walking group celebrated the Jubilee.  All the women were asked to wear hats, duly decorated, and all the ladies did, including the French.  All except one.  Me.  I got rid of my hats when I moved and desperate not to go bareheaded I grabbed my baseball cap.  I don't know why they weren't impressed by my initiative, independence and uniqueness, but they weren't.


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