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


Saturday 1stSeptember 2018



It was Labour and the Lib/Dsems 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.

Friday 31st August 2018
Am I getting too old and past it? With it, bright and breezy this morning and got my ink cartridge—unnecessary! I had misread BK for PBK and replaced the wrong cartridge. All my problems were of my own making but then, I was suffering aches and pains for no reason and suddenly feeling completely dozy and sleeping! Suddenly I check Sjögren’s symptoms. Other than fatigue I don't have the obvious ones and Sjögren’s sufferers consist of 96% women, only 4% men but nearly 70% of all suffer: confusion, forgetfulness, lack of focus and lack of mental clarity and my aches and pains, my current physical symptoms are the average for all; I perversely feel vastly relieved. I need to keep reminding myself of what my diverse problems are and why. Thank goodness for social media and easy interaction for diverse information at odd moments!

Stop avoiding the issue! The issue is that having been told we would be asked our own people took forty years to ask us. If they had acted sensibly none of this hassle would ever have happened, nor the hassle of the last forty years, where the EU has made a specific point in getting in everyone's way out of sheer bloody-mindedness, knowing we had not been asked if we wanted them.

Fascinating article from The Guardian.


Sunday 28th August 2018
'morning world, one P Such Esq. reporting in. Frustrations continue. Won't worry about yesterday but having had a prepared roast dinner and a sizeable portion of heavy fruit cake for dessert I was still feeling slightly peckish and was horrified to wake up this morning feeling famished. I was also all aches and pains and felt a day in bed was the best resolve but lying there feeling fed up I mulled on breakfast out.
      An American tradition I used to use here on Sundays: short, word only service, paper from newsagent next to church, breakfast from one of three hotels other side, going back four centuries, then lunch; it took that length of time to read the paper. Then the Crow's Nest was preferred with its view cross the Aylesbury Vale.
      Half-an-hour later I felt I could get up, even if only hobbling and having got up, feeling breakfast out was definitely required, particularly as I needed an ink cartridge from Hemel and that meant an easy dual carriage drive from one to the other. Managed to wash, dress and still be on my feet, despite nearly knocking myself over as I opened the car door.
      Further problems were looming but I was in one of my moods "up yours as far as I can ram it" and "plough on regardless". 'morning all!

Sunday 26th August 2018
Most significant in the Guardian's report on the Pope’s visit to Ireland was the speech of the Taoiseach: “ a new covenant for the 21st century was needed that reflected the modern country Ireland had become and learned from “our shared mistakes”.” He went on “…the country was more diverse, less religious and had modernised its laws on divorce, contraception, abortion and same sex marriage, ‘understanding that marriages do not always work, that women should make their own decisions, and that families come in many different, wonderful forms, including those headed by a grandparent, lone parent or same-sex parents, or parents who are divorced’.”

No matter how old you are you can still learn. Apparently, when shopping in the rain one can get awfully wet, as I did just now. Fascinating! I had intended shopping, having bought strawberries yesterday and forgot the cream but had been absorbed in a day of actually doing something productive when suddenly rung by family, inviting me to a barbecue tomorrow after-noon. Right decision of St Paul's to cancel their day today, felt very sorry for them but tomorrow should be fine

Interesting. Vagnism discussed in several issues of The Guardian questioning veganism which reads pretty good to me.

An electric heater by the window has been switched on and I don't like it, having moaned at too much heat but it is on lightly, just to boost the temperature by the picture-frame window. Double-glazing is due next year. Work planned for this year has been delayed, due to total crash out this summer. Just picking up reality as myself appears to be responding to reduced temperatures and appearing functional. Brain is re-engaging and perhaps things will start to move.
      Very sorry for St Peter's who had planned a music entertainment in the newly renovated old cemetery. Cancelled, anticipating downpour but currently light dampness on grass is sufficient to make ositting inappropriate, so probably the right thing to do. I had made a point of going. Shame.

Next week should show signs of returning sanity, in different format apparently my preferred news programmes return. TV currently off completely.

Change is coming. The length of high heat makes the contrast sharper so it seems autumna. Really it is about the norm for late August but I am distinctly feeling chilly, despite the temperature just being above the point the heating cuts in: horrid thought, heating turning on. It has been a gorgeous summer and I regret not having been able to indulge in it: the heat simply laid me flat. Time lost and wasted irritates but others have worse regrets, so be grateful.

From my Moving On page.
"At a time when the pope is due to arrive in Catholic Ireland we are reminded of why there is division in the Christian church and the reasons are many. Victoria Derbyshire, on her morning BBC programme invited a series of guests to express their views and the range between them was extraordinary, all members of the same Catholic church—the "collective whole"!

Thursday 23rd August 2018
“And it’s too late now to offer more apologies and promises. Francis seems a fine person, and most Irish people will be glad to see him. For the remaining faithful his presence will bring pleasure and comfort. But the model Catholic state that Ireland once was is in the tomb, and there will be no resurrection. Perhaps something else will emerge in time, some radically different version of Catholicism, stripped of patriarchy, authoritarianism and institutional self-regard. In the meantime, there is only one sermon that can be truthfully preached in the ruined Irish church: absolute power corrupts absolutely.” From The Guardian today. An issue in principle of handling personal difficulties to which I have previously alluded, raising other issues of openness in personal difficulties shortly.

Further on in the day and a major reappraisal. Plumber arrived with required element... which wasn't wanted! It was the clock that had gone! Only three years old, the previous one had lasted thirty! Worrying, the ‘fit for purpose’ of modern equipment. He went off and got a replacement and then, with difficulty because the previous person had glued it to the wall to compensate for only getting one holding screw in place, dislodged the existing one and fitted the new one. To save him the hassle of trying to take the element he had bought back I said I'd hold the spare element over to cover any major supply change and my model being declared 'old hat', while he had fixed this new clock in with three screws! I started reallocating my linen but not as ruthlessly sorting for throwing out as I had previously intended and so begin to get myself together again, conscious I'm still 'with it", almost as I once was a year or so ago, which is an amazing change in health state over nine months of effectively being “dead duck” to everything around me.

Current news states spit guards are being considered by London police as standard wear. This is disgraceful, surely such action constitutes an assault, so increase sentence, make it monetary so they have bailiffs permanently breathing down their necks to keep an eye on their general behaviour until they apologise effectively.

Wednesday 22nd August 2018
Evening. In the 'old' days we would be half way through the first half of our first play, halfway through the gloaming, the lights more or less meaningful at the start of the production. I had supper looking out down the valley as twilight settled into it. For once, feeling reasonably satisfied. Not a bad day and wallowing a little in memories. Good night.

Am I into a run of near normality? Previously used plumber, interesting family, two sons all three qualified and sharing around the work; Dad was hoovering at home when wife answered. He decided which son to use; son rang back about an hour later will turn up tomorrow morning wanting to start early, presumably calling in at the supplier down the road to collect the part on his way, "hang on, I've got to clear the airing cupboard so you can get at things!" Suppose the wholesaler opens at 08:00. Suddenly things are happening.

The Guardian at presents an excellent case in general, around a specific which opens a diversity of debates in which we, for whom these investments are intended, at our cost will not be allowed to participate where it most matters.

Hello. A full and complex day, which in some ways is a damned nuisance but also exciting, telling me I am in one of my "fit for purpose" modes. Second choice plumber did not turn up and he had switched his telephone to "answerphone" so I am giving him until ten this morning to make contact or, having now found my former plumber's phone number I'll use him. I was trying someone different because he advertised in a church magazine and that implied someone more personable but he was just going on holiday. So, a wider circulating local magazine and he provides a very nice web site and a geographical address. My last plumber's physical location I did not know but was on a personal recommendation, regrettably wanting cash and I was not happy with the principle. I've worked both employed and self-employed and played a straight game so feel like a conspirator to tax fraud when paying cash but in law that is a presumption without evidence. I use cash so rarely I don't even recognise it. Apparently it has changed recently!

Just seen an excellent “beginner’s” model railway layout. Good for him, he is starting, I'm still looking and gawping at magazines and Fb posts. I started by a short-term magazine supplying items in 00 gauge as the series progressed but never had time to read. Now I've accumulated boxes but need space to actually do, as well as the time. Ill health slows things up and I am not one of those "aged" persons who haven't a clue what to do next, I'm already overloaded with projects.

Tuesday 21st August 2018
We have a lovely sunny morning and for a second morning I am feeling almost normal. Mountains to do and it is still too early to learn what, if anything, the plumber will be doing! Irritating.

Monday 20th August 2018
It is now the evening of a lovely summer's day and old Pendley Shakespeare would be in final rehearsals, perhaps starting with a Wednesday matinee, depending on advance ticket sales and on an evening like this we would be concerned about the light being too bright. An unnecessary fear, as it often threatened rain. I think we went as late as 3rd September for the last night and as early as 27th August, depending how the calendar fell. Now it is all over and done, things have been brought forward to the beginning of August. Then, for me, Shakespeare was the "'tween season" that long (usually) transition between summer and autumn, a lingering time to savour the collective whole: all seasonal time in one moment of time.

Hello world. An interestingly diverse day and for the first time for a very long time I have felt almost normal. As I recover from complete exhaustion I'm almost happy. I intended a day out, length of day as I felt fit and as things turned out the tank element blew during the night and I had no hot water. Kettle, only needed a wash and fortunately I had luxuriated in a bath (I have never taken to showers) last night. Decided on church magazine ads and left a message on an answerphone followed by an email saying no panic I expected to be out for the day.
      Left, happy taking M1 for Milton Keynes which would have been via Aylesbury had it not been for a chance Fb post over the weekend advising major works on that route. Trip, purposeless: simply, physical discussion at Apple and Samsung both failing to resolve but I enjoyed an almost empty MK, inside and outside, where I had not been for a long time and it was a classic English summer day.
      Decided to try my Watford Apple and found I was back to clocking nearly 60mpg, horrified when even my preferred petrol station wanted 127.9! Appalling. So long (three months?) since I last put in petrol! Dropped into John Lewis. Immediately knew my problem, several ideas which the previous two had not thought of and I look forward to trying them out.
            Having missed even a slight breakfast I used their lunch place, picked up petrol and headed home. Tragedy, only just opposite carriage way to my exit, both lanes solid, Fire brigade but seemingly no one else. A prayer and best wishes for whomsoever. Reminded me of a friend's bike accident the other day. Suddenly, a complete change in circumstances, despite which, fortunately, she is enjoying a holiday away.

Answerphone "Sorry just going on holiday". Rummage through wider circulating local magazine (worth keeping litter after all!) pleasant conversation and waiting for him to call back, should be o.k. tomorrow after-noon! Switch out.

Sunday 19th August 2018
Bob Kerslake said the consequences of a no-deal exit would be so serious that the UK parliament would have to consider whether it could allow it to go ahead. Doubtless contributor to the UK's civil service to stand up to the money grubbing self-servicing EU seeking more money, which he admits is what the EU is all about, money and self-interest in no way representing the people, specifically denying them direct control of the institution. It is time the people grabbed back control of their own country and through that control of their lives which the EU specifically denies.

VAPING! Arrant nonsense, we who have had the sense not to smoke are entitled to unsullied air!

Morning world, one P Such Esq reporting in in just his underpants, its that sort of a morning. Cooler, he felt he could actually cope with changing the sheets and then sorting out the week's wash, so clean clothes, so bath to make them worthwhile in case he felt like going visiting. Laundry in first cycle, thank God for machines, I'm at the computer!
      Understandably the morning is more advanced than usual but I am feeling chippy, almost normal: it is the weather, temperature down and an extraordinary equilibrium of health. My preferred morning TV is on holiday, so the set is off. Gives me a chance to review my habits, are they still relevant? Andrew Marr I miss but the others, in revised format, let's see. Horrified at the amount of time I have lost due to being heat stroked but comfortably relaxed at saying "Oh sod it!" but still irritated, so much to do.
    Here in the UK, our grass isn’t just dead, it’s dust. We know that 650 more people have died during the heat wave than is normal for the time of year, and the NHS had its busiest July in history, with a record 2.2 million visits to A&E. But as bad as it is here in the UK, it barely compares to what we see around the world. Records are being broken at what feels like a record breaking pace, most notably with Death Valley recording the hottest month anywhere on Earth ever in history. Crops are failing, wildfires have encroached into the Arctic Circle, and states of emergency are being declared across the globe. Very concerning.

Ex Pats Brexit case. They are missing the point. The EU has never been representative of the UK. It wilfully demanded we dismantle ourselves separate from the Commonwealth from which I suspect devolves our problem with the niqab, which is common within the Commonwealth. What they seem to be saying is that none of the EU is lawful since it was always subject to our being asked and the foolishness of most of our politicians (Labour and Tory) was that they never addressed the issue until 2016, when Cameron showed his complete ignorance of the country by saying he was surprised at the result and through his mismanagement failed to prepare. Frankly, I thought the result was obvious and the government's lack of preparation appalling. It shows the perverseness of 40 years of EU domination, we don't know our own country because the EU so wilfully disrupted it.

BBC on parliamentary car crash currently making a hash of things. We have lost a business news programme in preference for a lot of piffling waffle about something of which we currently have not a clue. Of late, I have noticed various misconnections between programmes due to bad editing and technical failure.

Discussion on fashion missing the point. A Facebook discussion on the niqab raised fourteenth century issues of dress about shoes with too long pointy toes. In 1360 Eulogium Historiarum describes men of this period as wearing "points on their shoes as long as your finger... more suitable as claws... for demons than as ornaments for men." In 1463, Edward IV passed a sumptuary law restricting anyone "under the state of a Lord, Esquire, [or] Gentleman" from wearing poulaines over the length of two inches." Was that realistic? People are always trying to place controls over what others can wear. The point they were all missing was that the pictures quoted all showed open faced clean shaven men. Fashion is not the problem: it is facial identity. Dress is a statement and the outlandishness of dressing as a pillar box in an open and honest society is interpretable as an affront to that society, wilfully creating cause for dissension than indicating a willingness to be involved in that society. The key to the issue is communication and ID for CCTV observation, not dress per se.
     It was reported on BBC's Victoria Derbyshire's programme that a niqab wearer wilfully refused to remove her face mask to show her lips to an autistic person who showed her a card declaring him autistic and relying on lip-reading to lead a normal life. What you are effectively stating is that you have no time for such social intentions to involve disabled people as an integral part of society. That is what this woman was so wilfully declaring. She was on a shop counter and refused to serve this individual.

An Fb comment to jibes that we were looking for self-gain in Brexit: to have our cake...
1. Most of the country never did ever agree!
2. We expect no present since we only ever received our own money coming back to us without our say so as to where we wanted it to go!
3. We mostly agreed out of being bullied by weight of numbers rather then common sense and the EU made certain our common sense was never written in to the basics because it twice refused to accept us when it was most crucial. Stupidly we persisted and now we have decided to leave (forty years too late) and the EU decides it wants us. EU is short hand for perverse!

Moments up and down. Good morning, a little old chap in the corner woke exuberant. Bathed and for the first time for months he found the mirror had steamed up, clearly cooler air around. The sun brightly shining and I was happy. Then the news "House of Fraser into receivership". Still, options open but so many suddenly faced with the reality of possibly no job soon.
     It depends where you are in the career intention game which itself depends upon the way you look beyond and see yourself in the context of the wider world.
     I left the first company I joined from college after ten years, uncertain as to its future. I was coming out of the dentist and waltzed into a friend's office by chance on my way to work and told him I was looking around and did he have any suggestions? He was general manager of a division in a multinational. He grabbed me. About ten years later I sussed out the collective whole and transferred directorates, I was right, that division closed down. That other division became volatile, by which time not only had my first company (a branch unit) demised but so had the entire group of some half-a-dozen branches! The multinational I was now in finally sold out to an even bigger firm and decided they could do without me somewhat sooner than I had intended telling them I no longer wanted their job!
      That was when I went solo as a consultant. I understand where those17,000 House of Fraser people are today and my heart goes out to them. How it affects who depends entirely on their individual situations, I wish them well and weep for them. I am depressed.

[Johnson investigation] Clearly the Tory party is in a state of complete panic. Their best opportunity is making do with what they have and they are panicked Johnson may make them actually think!

Thursday 9th August 2018
Baroness Sayeeda Warsi, a former co-chair of the Conservative party has decided to respond to Boris’ article in the Daily Telegraph, when Boris Johnson compared fully veiled Muslim women to “letter boxes” and “bank robbers”. His latter description was similar to an observation I made in an article two or three years earlier on such women looking like seventeenth century highwaymen.
            Instead of using her position to calmly set an example in the wide fluidity of the language and society, she foolishly chose to emphasise division. She has decided to support Conservative party chair Brandon Lewis. He has encouraged Theresa May to ask Johnson to apologise, while others in the party and elsewhere in the media have defended his position. Brandon’s role is to calm not further inflame, so he aggregates the situation!
            Warsi argues Boris’ remarks are indefensible. This is nonsense, she is showing a lack of appreciation of the true meaning of ‘free’ speech and free expression of opinion which is sacrosanct.
            She acknowledges the issues around our integration as a country are serious. People identify with the country they live in when they feel a sense of belonging and when they feel they matter. When they can take part in the national conversation and national life as individuals with equal worth and value, not when the centuries old established traditions are wilfully over-ridden and that attitude has been led by our own politicians of both parties playing the people for their own individual short-lived, short-term personal interests
            Warsi is not mentioning the various hate campaigns wilfully provoked by Muslim preachers on our public streets and equally which her ilk wilfully ignore, through failure by them and the regular, more rational, conventional Muslims to denounce.
            That is why language is so crucial. Politicians and policy makers particularly have a responsibility to help make the space of belonging bigger, to ease that path towards integration. Fluidity, colour of language is what makes a people open and exciting.
            In his Telegraph piece, Johnson was making a liberal argument. He was saying that we shouldn’t ban the burqa, as Denmark has done. To say his words are not perfectly acceptable is twaddle, wilfully making something out of nothing. Warsi claims this episode makes Muslim women political fodder and that there is a pattern that Muslim women are “a useful political football”. She is too wrapped up in her own cultural ego to see objectively.
            She is wilfully ignoring the times Muslim men have been reported as dressing as women to evade capture when on criminal activity. This has nothing to do with concepts of female attire. My own mother always wore a headscarf until finally persuaded by her younger sister that it really wasn’t necessary, fashion had moved on. In the early part of the 1900s, headscarves and veils were regular female wear.
            Society has changed and clarity of identity is an everyday necessity for the security of all. Face coverings are in wilful defiance of the magnificent moves forward being made for the disadvantaged in broadening knowledge of lip reading and general openness of interaction across society, quite apart from the security angle where politicians have espoused the “hugging of hoodies” so they feel a part of our society. Is Warsi suggesting we should be encouraged to hug veiled women?
            Only this morning, BBC’s Victoria Derbyshire broadcast the incident where a disabled person, with a sign indicating he was a lip-reader and the face-veiled till operator refused to show him her lips, causing the individual considerable embarrassment by causing the manager to be called and it was he who had to handle the transaction. This is wilful obduracy and I am astounded that a peer of the realm should consider this acceptable conduct. Worn in church or other private surroundings, obviously there is no problem but this is a clear example where face-veiling is a wilful affront to every day open living for us all. It has also become apparent that, as is always the case of religion, there is a wide divergence of interpretation, so those choosing veiling of whatever type do so wilfully, presumably to be provocative.
            What Johnson has done is to bring the matter to a head in a serious but humorous manner and that lack of humour itself highlights the failure of linguistic integration for public discussion. Have we forgotten the Music Hall?

Wednesday 8th August 2018
Sounds like the chairman's getting out of line. Whilst certain right wing remarks of late have been unacceptable we must guard the rich natural fluidity of language in context. I have previously commented in an article "that wearing seventeenth century costumes hardly inspires integration". I recall regularly, as a child, seeing nuns around the town in full wimple and long skirts. Haven't seen such dress for years and suppose they have shortened their skirts and adjusted to a less cumbersome headdress. So, change over time is proved. Boris' letter box comment is perhaps more rational a remark than my own but it has to be seen in context. In an age when we are finding CCTV crucial in street crime, especially with such large reductions in numbers of visible policemen, covering up one's facial aspects is clearly to be discouraged, especially in banks and general amongst normal social interaction.
       I think the Conservative chairman is deliberately drawing attention to himself for a future opportunity. Mind you, that could be a charge against Boris but I think not in this context.
May is wrong in her statement. She should not have sexualised this and should have used "people" instead of "woman". One would not expect a man to turn up at a DJ event wearing a business suit. Neither does one expect to meet walking letter boxes in a social high street environment.

Tuesday 7th August 2018
What is it? Waking up during the night feeling cold, starkers and no cover over me due to the heat, I could have caught a summer chill. It could be hay fever: tree nil; grass moderate but bordering high; ragweed nil. Grass was a main problem of mine. Being reminded of hay fever at the very start of summer it seemed to have dissipated and suddenly, now I'm sneezing my head off. End of term, into summer holidays, I suppose it fits, just not had it for so long I've forgotten all my idiosyncrasies. As a teenager I think I had some 30 injections in the winter and proved allergic to 27 of them! It meant I disappeared into the school press on games after-noons in the summer. Now its mainly the heat, just cannot think straight and I hate squandering time.

Extreme right-wing hooliganism. An excellent article. Both left and right are frightened of objective rationality. [Bookmarks RW anarchy of socialist books]

David J Rad. Historically you are quite correct and time has moved on, the mistake that religion made and the same mistake the EU persists in making. Rigidity of rules is in direct defiance of God's Creation. Life continually changes over time. To define the reality of time's effect is to deny God's Creation! Work with it not in wilful defiance of it.

Saturday 4th August 2018
Good morning world. Another heat day and I am in the mood to do but will too soon be exhausted, having done nothing of consequence!

Friday 3rd August 2018
Suddenly had a bright spark shine up my evening. Crashed out with heat exhaustion yet in a mood to do, contrary to a long period of health exhaustion, so very irritated. Just passed an encouraging comment to someone, whose post I happened to see on opening up and she immediately replied appreciatively so I'm all positive again. Thank you.
      Out of my present perverse mood I'm listening to "Friday Night is Music Night" which I have not heard for some time. Memories of first hearing it with my parents as a child with the old family wooden cased wireless in the living room. I remember hearing from Watford Town Hall. Tonight it comes from Watford Coliseum. Where is that? One broadcast came from the town hall when I was at Watford Tech so I queued and got in by chance and then managed to get into the trailers which held all the gubbins. That was an insight into the space available. They had recently been re-equipped and the modern stuff occupied a third of the original's space. Come to think of it there was a very young girl being promoted and I suspect I was actually trying to meet her, can't now remember her name, was it possibly Charlotte Church?
      So, another hot evening. Don't want to begrudge super weather, particularly as Pendley Open Air Shakespeare has just opened but it is a hot night. The new stage means the audience is facing straight into the after-noon sun for the after-noon matinee. I remember an early performance before becoming the annual festival when the audience and actors changed places during the interval because of the sun.
      In my time we used to do a midweek matinee and then the great climax, the Midnight matinee. The first play started half an hour early at 7:00pm and the second play at 10:30pm. I remember Dorian on one occasion, when we were running particularly late, announcing. "Apart from some of you who will be having hot soup and sausage rolls, we have a thousand of you leaving as another thousand come in, all over the next half-an-hour. Quoting from a play we are not doing this year or next, 'Stand not upon the order of your going, please, just go!'"

Most irritating, health wise I should be up and doing but heat exhaustion dictates "doolally" state over-rides. Turned up for a conference a week early, enjoyed meandering back lanes down which I have not meandered for some while and was as good as being somewhere away. Got back exhausted, hopefully it will be cooler next week. I had nearly written off the conference and nearly not gone at all. Interesting day nonetheless and I'm comfortable in determining I am not actually doolally, its the heat!

They haven't the castle we've got. We just lose them in the sea, we are an island race! Our present set is the second set and our castle's been there 1,000 years so we've got the hang of the keys and which locks they fit into.

Thursday 2nd August 2018
Good morning world! Should be bouncy and breezy but down in mood, heat increasing, again and tomorrow I have a conference, will my mind be with it to fully participate? Still, much for which to be grateful.

Charlie Markle's irresponsible bumbling is of no concern to anyone but his family. It is an example of which Trump rightly criticises in the American press but usually using incorrect examples of the American press' irresponsible journalism. The British press does fall into the same errors but not usually so wilfully. Charlie with his daughter is an entirely private matter and of no concern beyond them. It is wilful press interference in justifiable privacy.

"Maybe, if people's heads weren't buried in the sand of ignorance and they took the time to understand, instead of judging and thinking it won't happen to them because they have the perfect family, life would be a little bit easier for people that do experience this! This hits close to home for me, for family and friends who live under this shadow. The days of 'it' not being talked about or being taboo should be over. In the most difficult moments of life you realize who your true friends are, and the people who really appreciate you. Unfortunately, most social media 'friends' aren't true friends. They will send you a "like" here and there, but in reality, they do not take time to read your status if they see it's lengthy. More than half will stop reading right here, or have already scrolled on to the next post on their page. I decided to post this message in support of all those who continue to battle with their mental illness. (Suicide is at an all-time high). Now, let's see who will have taken the time to read this lengthy post right through to the end. If you have read everything so far, please "like" it so that I can put a thank you on your page. More mental health awareness is urgently needed. Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean people aren't suffering. Please, try to spare a little of your time with someone who may just want to talk (about anything). Talking can help us all to cope a little more, keeping things bottled up just makes it worse. Most people will say, "if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me, I'll be there to help you" but will they? I believe a select few of my friends will post this, to show their support for those who may be struggling. You just have to copy and paste rather than sharing. I'd like to know who will take a minute out of their day to read this all the way to the end and then copy and paste it to their page, will you? If so, please write "done" in the comments. Thank you!"

To which I replied, "Existence is existence in what ever form. 'Friend' defines a particular type of relationship, like any other its definition derives from the motivation of the motivator, whether the medium is biochemistry or spirit. These things have to be seen in context."


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.