Good morning all. I failed in my meagre efforts to sleep yesterday morning following my all nighter on election night. I slept like a baby last night but woke at 9 am as I had to drop Penny off at the station, think I might have slept a few more hours otherwise.
The success of sleeping through the night wasn’t matched by the success of the Labour Party in becoming the government. Close. But second is still second even if the vote did go up by 10% (to 40%) from 2015. But the Tories at least lost their majority and are reliant on others to get their progeramme through Parliament. My prediction that Teresa May will be gone by 1 pm yesterday didn’t occur. I think I got the facts correct but not the timing. Although not defeated she was wounded by the result. How long it is till she exits out of Downing Street will depend on what happens in the next few months. There are Conservative MP’s who are out of work due to her. And there are plenty of others who hung on to theirs by a small margin and will now be worried about what might happen next time. And next time may not be so far away. Continue reading “Don’t waste time and opportunity for success.”
Yesterday Penny and I travelled to Eastbourne to meet Chris, a former colleague from a day centre in north London. Chris lives in York but was spending the weekend down south. It’s thanks to social media that Chris is in touch with us and yesterday morning I got a lovely message from a fellow Tolly Park student about my blogs. A fellow called Joe who I didn’t know but who I hope to get to know a little better, and this on top of a message from Claire last week. So I was having a good week until last night when the news from London Bridge came through. Our beliefs and values are being tested. Will we be strong enough to get through this period without over-reacting and succumbing to hatred and intolerance? I aim to be. Continue reading “Fear versus hope”
Somehow I slept through the night and the thunderstorms at 6:30 am. And the window was wide open because it was a hot night. Nothing better than waking up to the sounds of laughter. Set your radio to Radio 5 and put it on anytime between 9 and 11 on a Saturday morning. And we need laughter after the week we’ve had. Going to bed Monday night, again with Radio 5 on, I got to hear the beginning of a story that by the following day had evolved into an attack by a suicide bomber which has caused the death of 22 and many more injured. Would have been better for the rest of us if the bomber had just driven his car off a cliff. Or sought help, not that there’s a lot of it about. This week whilst at work we got a report of someone feeling suicidal. The GP service were contacted and asked to do a home visit. But GP had their quota of visits already set up so not possible. So it was left to the police to go and see this vulnerable person. Is that the really the job of the police? Not that I doubt they’d do their best.
Continue reading “What’s so funny about peace, love and understanding?”