LIFE IN HELL IS RATHER NICE THANK YOU

Forgive the forgivable delays on this normally Punktual blog. The longest day of the year celebrations just seemed to long tall sally along as if the rest of the dismal year was actually escapable.

Highlights? ( None of you are interested in my social policy lectures or even my political reforms and all you seem to want is my personality and my lifestyle anti-choices ) There were many highlights.

Perhaps the one that places me on the right spot and the tight spot was the evening out with three younger ladies - drinking, dancing and all that. When my lungs gave up it was good to see that women today can come out well on top. At least these younger ladies were younger than me.

Right now, at plus 35 degrees C in the sun, I feel like a lizard with a rough tongue bending ( not a dead man walking but a rough tongue bending) but I fear me benders must stop for awhile until I get back to the calms and the shades of the mundane existence that is the cash nexus.

Me pensions are wilting yet again and I guess I must make some effort to bring in some ready cash if I am to survive this summertime in the ways that I deserve.