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Covid-19: England arrivals to be able to cut quarantine with private test

Published

24 November

the colour of porridge

 

The sky was the colour of porridge, looking up from Calle Real, clouds harbouring their next deludge, with which to dampen our enthusiam for , well, just about everything.

I was an unhappy individual with damp, cold, feet slipping on the damp, cold, cobbled street, wondering about a pending dental bill, and further, if people whom did not have some surplus wealth secreted away for such contingencies, did they simply go without what was, in reality, a necessary health treatment? I remember a moment in time where simply to go to a dentist was to lose your teeth, all of them, a sort of dental euthanasia.

So now we enjoy life in a modern age, where cash is king, and I actually had a dentist with a cash register of sorts in her surgery, totting up as she drilled and filled. Determined, apparently, to save what she could, well at least until the bell rang for the next round of blood and saliva.

But compared to the current nightmare problems, health and otherwise, around our small girating planet, I have no problems. And try I do, every day, to remember just that.

Sadly our current political leaders seem only interested in themselves. Boris Broadcasting Corporation is in being entertained in Brrussels, trying to reach an accord on the Brexit debacle, a political process that was started to halt immigration into the UK, although many will deny that truth. How much has it cost, and will continue to cost? Did you see Boris in his luxury limo at both ends of his personal carbon footprint, destination the low countries. I wonder how many members of his team are in his exalted company, top hotels, etc. Can you imagine this latest summit being held in budget accomodation? Bed and breakfast Boris?

No, wait, that will be accounted for in a seperate budget. Of course, silly me, not just another junket. Clearly. The thought of our leaders abusing their position of power, unthinkable. Clearly unthinkable.

As I type no deal has been reached, another few days for Boris to get out of babysitting duties, or does he babysit his party as well?

Happy Brexit.

 

Cobbled Forgiveness

 

A shiny malevolence smiles up from the cobbled streets of La Palma,

beeseching tourism to return, while those whom offer care, struggle in the 

shadows of morality, and mortality.

wealth versus health.

And the winner is…..?

Monday 23 November 2020 - In English.

 So tonight I will write in English, before I forget how to write in anything. 

We had forgotten about the virus, preoccupied by the stupid election, the stupid Trump and his strange followers. His lawyer is on a retainer of 20,000 dollares per day.

For real.

Trump still thins he is president, and plays golf as CNN report 1,000 American lose their personal fight against COVD19, every day.

For real.

The election was 20 days ago.

America, what is wrong with you?

fake and fraud

 

Another Thursday rolls past and yet Trump has not left the building. Hiding behind a lawyer whom asks for and I presume gets, 20,000 dollars U.S per day.

And still we are told sleepy Joe can take control in January, regardless of Trump´s manoeuvres, so whats the problem? The virus is one big problem, and getting worse. Over 250,000 souls lost in the USA, with other countries reporting new waves to use one of the increased vocabulary.

We also have spike. And lockdown.

Trump uses fake and fraud, when hunger and fear should be the issues adressed, the words used.

Oh, can I add despot? As he no longer listenes, to anyone, but then did he ever?

We can only hope things improve, as hope is all that remains.

I heard things could get much worse, before impovement appears moist with effort, smiling with victory.