Great Tit

Well, what was the big news again? Fantastic, hilarious: a modern political comedy. You will seethe, froth, tear your hair out as politicians dance around the lockdown rules on the head of a pin. Starring a shabby man in a tracksuit as “the genius.” 
Well, I mean, you could laugh at the furore: after all, not a hair on anyone’s head was harmed, not as much as a shilling of treasury cash was misspent, so in normal terms it’s hardly a scandal. But these are so far from normal times. And it’s just so unfair. All those people, all those ‘little people’ who’ve abided by the rules, missed their families and friends, even missed loved ones passing away, and here’s this arrogant toss who couldn’t give a shit about any of that. Contrition? Look elsewhere, mate. And there’s piss-hole eyed Boris fronting it all off for him. So, he's being kept on. Well, good. The wise one’s words of national solidarity and effort may of course ring slightly hollow now, when he does his punchy little Poundland Winston speeches from his veneered lectern. The weasel.
What else, oh yes, I went for a walk along esparto pier - first time ever. I’ll be back with my camera for sure. And I grubbed garden stuff. Started watching Unorthodox too which is very intriguing, and that’s it. 
Tomorrow: more thoughts on Covid. Laugh along with Pensioner as he tries to make sense of those latest Covid-19 stats and ends up biting off more than he bargained for!!