I Plod my Weary Way…

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
         The lowing herd wind slowly o’er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
         And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Thomas Grey, Elegy in a Country Churchyard, but I expect you knew that.
It’s the first day of meteorological Spring today, and so it will be no surprise to learn that it was a foggy day with a lot of moisture in the air. If you’d simply plonked me down after six months in isolation I could probably have guessed it was Spring from the flowers, but the rest of it was very much like November, even the temperature.
Two days of Spring, then bang, it’s like a shutter coming down. Spring is over and autumn has returned.
However, it’s not all bad news. I have the day to myself and Julia made enough apple crumble for last night to provide a couple of generous portions tonight.
I’ve been watching the trailer for the Oprah interview with Megan and Harry. Speculation is rife. However, Julia is unimpressed by any of it and all it does is for me is bring out my regicidal tendencies. I have no faith in Republics, where the children of privilege rise to the top by money rather than merit, so we may as well keep our own system where we are governed by the children of privilege who went to Oxford University. However, the execution of Charles I did lead to the royals upping their game, and it’s probably about time to kill another one.
Looks like Charles is going to have to take one for the team, with Andrew as collateral damage, which will solve a few problems. I’d throw in Harry too. Now that William has kids Harry is irrelevant, something that he has failed to grasp.
I don’t know any Royals personally and have never studied them in depth, so I won’t say more, but I do think idea has some merit.
With a bit of thought I’m sure we could open it up to include celebrities and a public vote…
Meanwhile, back in reality, the header picture is Southwell and the pub at the end of the street is The Saracen’s Head. I suspect it will be renamed at some time in the future. On 5th May 1647 King Charles I stayed there and surrendered to the Scots, who were part of an army besieging Newark. The Scots, acting true to their reputation for frugality, sold him to Cromwell.

14 thoughts on “I Plod my Weary Way…

  1. Lavinia Ross

    I was happy to see meteorological spring arrive today. A little less sunny than yesterday, but still pleasing none the less. I got out for some garden work yesterday. 🙂

  2. tootlepedal

    I am a staunch republican. Hiding under the skirts of the queen are a mass of powers which the government can use without scrutiny. If you have a president with no more than symbolic duties, you can get very good people into the job as the Irish have shown. Just don’t give them any actual power.

      1. tootlepedal

        I have heard that argument but it doesn’t impress me. The queen costs a lot, keeps a lot of the nations assets for herself and interferes in politics through her minions all the time. At least we would know what a president was up to and he/she would be a lot cheaper than dozens of royals. We could have one decided by lottery every year.

  3. Laurie Graves

    We all have our “royals,” no matter the system. Bless their little hearts. I will say that your queen has had words of uncommon good sense in her pandemic speeches. A pity more people haven’t listened.

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Same here. Can’t help thinking most of them wouldn’t be able to cope if they had a regular job and had to get by on their actual intelligence rather than their contacts.


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