The most important question left unanswered.

Tonight, while watching our nightly dose of brainwashing, gosh did I say that? I meant watching the 6:30 news on ITV, after the segment on China's lost children and something about gorillas somewhere in Africa, we were introduced to a gentleman who has traveled all the way from Greenland just to give a verbal protest over the expansion of Stansted Airport. He was maintaining that the expansion of said airport would contribute to the shrinking of his beloved Greenland; you know, the butterfly in the rain forest, etc. Anyway, the whole time this person is going on and on about the cause and effect of the expansion, all I could think of was just one question that I dearly wanted to hear from someone, anyone in the vicinity of said person...

"Sir, how in the hell did you get from Greenland to here in Essex?"

Fore!

There are several types of sport that I wouldn't want to attempt today, especially near or on the southeast coast. One is golf and the other is perhaps, sailing. Guess what Krip is doing right now.

He's playing in a golf tournament.

Wonder if his wellies are interferring with his golf swing.

I haven't a clue.

I've already started racking my brain to try to think of something to write about.

The weather and/or politics are boring. The weather and politics appear to be two entirely different subjects; however, think about it for a minute and you will note they tend to be very similiar. With our weather lately, nothing changes, except for the day, and nothing has really changed with the changing of the guard - different suits, same policies. We do appear to be in the grip of "The Great Global Warming" phase, brought on, in my most humble opinion by a lot of hot air caused, not by mankind, but by a tribe of blow-hards called politicians (led by Al Bore of all people).

So. Since I don't want to talk about the weather and/or politics, I suppose I will have to just bore you with a peek into our lives. Let's see, Krip is taking next week off so we (the two of us and my youngest darling daughter) are planning on taking on London, "The Great Moscow State Circus," and perhaps a walk or two around Kent's countryside.

That is of course, politics aside, if the weather decides to change it's tune. Perhaps we can get a few politicos to blow some of this weather we've been having out to sea. And use their hot air to our advantage.

If not, we'll just have to do a lot of "indoor" stuff.

Okay, I think I've really done it now.

Well, I decided I didn't like my old template, so I latched onto a new one. However, as you can see, I also wound up with no links to anyone else in the outside world. I suppose that's my next exercise...going hunting for who I had...or making new friends.

Guess this means I need to start blogging again.