UBUNTU I am because of who we all are.
Supporting the 2012 Olympic Legacy—I WILL be positive and endeavour to maintain the Olympians' love of life and its challenges
MALALA—a statement of the failure of religion:
religion that fails to pro-actively promote the absolute equality of male and female is fundamentally immoral and unfit for decent society.
There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3:26-28)
Diversity within unity and change over time is the reality of Creation. Peter Such, poet and writer (1943–)
Neither praise nor shoot the messenger: the message is all.

Peter Such

Peter Such

A view of Great Berkhamsted from Cooper's fields

Peter Such lives in Great Berkhamsted, Hertfordshire, England.
Formerly working in printing and publishing Peter Such is currently an occasional writer on diverse issues, as the mood takes him.
He has regularly put his views to the test of public opinion, which is how he twice ended up as mayor of his home town.
 He also stood for The Referendum Party in the UK General Election of 1997.

www.petersuch.org www.petersuch.com
Also on Twitter as Peewit2 (he doesn't take it seriously) and on Facebook as himself (Peter.Such5)


Sunday 13th January 2019



It was Labour and the Lib/Dems that denied us the political vote that turned commercial agreements on trade into political authoritarian diktat. As  Churchill said "Trust the British people". Labour refused to do so and the Tories took too long to get round to doing so. Neither presented a state of competent argument.
We would have had a perfectly harmonious relationship with the EU had France not panicked over the greater empire and commonwealth that we created, for which reason they denied us earlier entry and ensured the rationality and logic we would have brought was excluded from the EU's basic structure, leading them away from proper objectives.

Vagaries will arise from time to time due to a variety of program upgrades that take awhile to interact.

Saturday 12th January 2019

I suppose it is a sign of being absorbed in one's work when one realises one has just thrown the umpteenth cup of tea away because it went cold while being preoccupied.

Bless his heart, all sense and decorum. His owner surely must be, so wouldn't it be better if more people had animals?

Friday 11th January 2019
Normal people will have just finished after-noon tea, I have just finished lunch! It is amazing how complicated a simple salad can be. I simply wanted some tomatoes but then, peppers, watercress, spring onions, new potatoes... Nothing simple about a salad, all of which things I had quite forgotten, not having had salad for some time.

Good after-noon. So much for planned arrangements. On impulse I tripped over to a little village next Hemel, now no more than a thoroughfare to Hemel where there is a stationers. A build up case to hold A4 loose leaf binders, a couple of said binders but then forgot cartridges for my printer. Meandered the slow road back enjoying a very lovely morning ad instead of wandering Ashridge and perhaps having lunch there plunged into ironing a heavy washing load! Its nearly 2:00pm so, shall I make lunch or get someone else to do it? Missing tomatoes otherwise I could do a salad for the first time for a long time. Waitrose! Will I be side-tracked?

Andy Murray. AnMost people feel some form of distress when retiring at a planned and expected age but suddenly and without expectation must be impossibly difficult to handle and in public too!

Morning world. A "with it" morning so far. Breakfasted and sitting listening to Classic fm, looking out to my scene, the most distance half shrouded in mist rising to a similarly indistinct, grey sky. A little square has just popped up announcing five minutes to BBC's Business Live on BBC2. My TV is programmed every day with my day's planned viewing but current awakenings stir a possible change of attitude. 'Mind to the moment' over an organised day but then, I do get absorbed and can miss things if not prompted, especially my medicines, which are all laptop programmed! So I do have some sort of organisation!

Wednesday 9th January 2019
Tip tipped, very cold glad, to be back but... domestic clearing has piled up! A quick flip through the year ahead, Glaxo's annual calendar to retired members arrived this morning. Some lovely places but will I be travelling fit to really enjoy and do I really need to move? So much to be done!

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-australia-46806485?SThisFB&fbclid=IwAR03gPiwimpafdwn_D5IL7-6ZPDHhgU65NjgJwhOVhl03fv2SPBJ8jDoTrk Stupidity of religion. EU same principles of fear and uncertainty.

Tuesday 8th January 2019
Local photographer J.T. Newman captures the essence of the hunt...
Berkhamstead Staghounds "a very old-established pack, affords some grand sport in Herts, Bucks, and Beds, often meeting on the vast estate of Earl Brownlow, which embraces many square miles of the aforesaid counties. The kennels are situated at Berkhamstead Common, where resided the late Master, Mr. Richard Rawle, who hunted the pack for more than forty years. He was succeeded last season by his son, Mr. John Rawle, whose knowledge of the country and of hunting is almost equal to his father's, and no higher praise could be given him. The Hon. Whips are Messrs. F. and W. Dwight. These hounds are noted for their speed and staying power, and hold the record for the longest run." (Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News, Jan 1903). Photographs:
1. On Great Gaddesden Road
2. John Rawle, Master
3. George Adams, drove deer-cart 28 years
4. Refreshment for the whips
Description: mage may contain: 1 person, standing and outdoor

Salutary. Staghounds, interesting, Dorian used to keep foxhounds at Pendley. A reflection on an entire social change. Such posts as hound master was a distinguished social statement. My attitudes have changed. Perceiving them as part of country lore, is fox hunting really acceptable? Are we not fully realising how wilfully perverted society has been in its pursuits of many countryside "essentials"?

I suppose it is a sign of being absorbed in one's work when one realises one has just thrown the umpteenth cup of tea away because it went cold while being preoccupied.

Monday 7th January 2019
I was fractionally early but there were already 7 people waiting in reception, not necessarily for my MRI need, although the length of time I was “inside” being scanned several had accumulated. The radiographers weren’t clear what they were looking at, so I wait to see, after a more ruminative examination by consultants.  
            Journey to Costco but I found I had forgotten my other wallet containing my ID, despite a dramatic note on my desk to myself from the night before, so I had to leave an usually empty car park for petrol, at last down to 115p against 126p! Then home and my first encounter with the chaos that is about to descend upon the town: grass cut up for car parking while a new multi-story car park is built. Even in Waitrose’s own car park we are going to have problems with access and abusers. Mixed feelings indeed but we do need more car parking since the demand for homes has over-ridden the sense previously expected of town planning.
           While in the car park, seeing how muddy the car was I washed it down in Guinness. I dropped a pack of four and one can burst, spraying, fortunately, only the underneath. A car had since parked next to me. This was a very odd colour, a muddy field grass green: registration plate quoted “MUD”!

Saturday 5th January 2019
I supposed this is what dairy farmers experience but then I did a Google and found an "American farmer's day" which time wise was not what I had expected. I had thought UK milking started around 05:00 to 06:00, mostly completely in the dark as I am experiencing now. One of my "get up early" modes meant I was breakfasting at 06:30 and looking out on a black stage curtain with a grey background, lacking detail and a foreground dotted with bright, area controlled lamps directed by their new bulbs. I am already tired but more due to my health condition than the early (to me) hour; an hour that is "normal working time" for many people, which too many of us ploughing our "normal day" are almost wilfully oblivious.

Friday 4th January 2019
Supposed to have risen early for a long day's work but overslept and was woken at 08:30 by the clatter of a neighbour wheeling his bin to the kerb side for emptying. I normally do mine late on the day before but had not, we are a day late due to New Year and so what routine I have disappeared.
          The morning was bright sun and frost, a not unpleasant awakening despite the clatter but breakfast was late and I have hardly started a planned full day's work, partly due to beginning to feel "retired" and allowed myself to be side-tracked to "The Lavender Hill Mob", an Ealing Studios production. I think I first saw in Deans' hall in my school days, by which time the school had acquired a pair of "up-to-date" projectors, enabling continuous change-over, as in the professional cinema. Until then we had either had reel change breaks or previously loaded spools onto a much large reeled projector, which then had to be respooled and broken back down to the component reels.
          Only just realised that myself as I was writing. That is what I like about old films: the scenery (despite being black and white); the costumes and mannerisms of the period; car models and street signs; advertising billboards; the language, they've started apologising at the beginning for the language, often now unacceptable but it is in period and nonsense to apologise for it in context.
          At least this web site, while still needing a major rehash is ready for 2019. Have I the intellectual capacity to deal with more digital updating, or should I call it a day? I'm in the mood to have lunch out, especially as the crowds should have dissipated into a 'normal' working day... or perhaps not? One last fling before facing reality... and Christmas bills? Balance realism with freedom of life, isn't that what retirement is about?

It was Labour's socialism that determined acceptance of the EU's diktats without argument because it took away their accountability for what they knew the country would not accept. All that is happening now is the rational debate Labour were not capable of holding.


Boundary clarification. How many seats and what preferred size of constituency population?

Proportional representation. Which system?

House of Lords? Should it be elected or appointed and upon what classification? Originally based on the realities of the day: Spiritual; Legal; Defence; land ownership; hereditary entitlement.

Today? Spiritual but across the faiths (define), including pure secularism/humanitarianism (all    appointed/elected by their respective churches); Legal, as is; Political (variable by proven worth, such as past ministers or retired professional senior civil servants and limited party nominations); representatives of Capital, Financial Services, Labour (all either retired or active, appointed or elected by their respective accredited bodies); Education (ditto precedents stated); Health (ditto); Other?

The whole re-viewable by a statutory committee reporting with recommendations to parliament on a ten yearly basis to cover relevance of classifications in the then current world. Modus operandi as at present.