The weather is so unpredictable in the UK that the weather forecasters generally add 'a chance of rain' just to cover themselves. It isn't just rain either, I can leave the house in the morning bathed in warm sunshine only to find myself shivering 3 hours later. This makes the Queen's funeral even more remarkable in that the weather behaved during all the various comings and goings. I missed the funeral as I was driving to the ferry but by all accounts it was the pageantry that was impressive.
'Put up or shut up,' Trump has been told by his own choice of special master. The world has been saying this for years, every time he came out with one of his absurd lies and hopefully we will soon see him marched off in handcuffs, but I shouldn't hold your breath. Even by Trump's standards he surpassed himself yesterday when he declared that he declassified all the secret documents just by thinking about it. Beats divine intervention I suppose.
Because I cut my own hair, about once a year I go to a hairdresser and ask her to straighten it up. Yesterday it was time. She sighed as she surveyed the uneven bottom where I had taken to the scissors. 'At least you didn't try to cut the layers,' she said, with all the thanks of someone planning a barbecue in English weather. 'I have layers?!' I asked surprised. 'Well you did a year ago,' she answered.
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