The Longest Day. It is all downhill from now on as the nights draw in and winter approaches . . .
Too depressing?
It’s been that sort of day. I fell asleep in front of the TV and when I woke up realised I had been subliminally bombarded with politics and warfare. That’s why I gave up watching the news several years ago. I can absorb most news from the internet in a less depressing format and stay informed without feeling that Armageddon is just around the corner.
News reporters love misery and they lay it on with a trowel instead of just giving us the facts.
I find myself very annoyed with the Russians and would, if put in the position of Putin’s nanny, give him a slap on the bottom and send him to bed with no supper. However, as the man already has what the British refer to as “a face like a slapped arse” it might be tricky selecting the correct end to chastise.
This morning the journey to work was busier than usual, which we attributed to the rail strike, but half-way through it suddenly became almost empty. So much for the rail strike theory.
Life in the shop was pretty average and I wasted my evening with a nap (as mentioned), mindless TV and browsing the internet. All in all it’s been one of those days that would not be missed if it disappeared.
The photos are from the garden, being mainly photos of growing teasel plants. I’m afraid most of them won’t be allowed to flower as they are too spiky to be allowed to grow that close to the footpath, and we will end up taking them out.
Teasel
Teasel
I greatly enjoyed a Tory minister being asked on the wireless why they were giving an enormous rise to pensioners while saying that any pay increase for railwaymen would be inflationary. The unspoken speech bubble over her head saying, “Don’t you know who votes for us you idiot?” was so conspicuous that I could even see it over the radio waves.
I’m fairly sure that a lot of railwaymen vote Tory too – what with their wages already making them bloated capitalists even before they hold the country to ransom for more. 🙂
Ugh to the news too. I have anxiety whenever I think of anything to do with politics. I feel like we’ve somehow strapped ourselves onto a giant, unsteady, ferris wheel and there’s nothing we can do but wait for someone to step up and turn the thing off and let us down.
I am trying to remember that we have seen it all before, but we haven’t really, it is always a little worse, a little more dangerous. Now that they are talking about the way we give aid to the earthquake victims in Afghanistan I feel we really have lost it. People need help, whatever the government does. Long term, yes, we add conditions, but right now, people need help.
I suppose Boris is no longer entertaining enough
Too much of a good thing for the newshounds, but I’m sure he will be back! 🙂
Shortest day here. Days getting longer and probably hotter. Looking ahead toward the bushfire season.
🙂 A very different outlook to ours!
I like the teasel photos. The plants has it own strange beauty, although spiky. I was in a position of having to weed out a bunch myself once, for a friend.
It will be sundown in another hour here. It has been a warm and sunny day in the mid 70s, with an enjoyable breeze. The real heat is coming this weekend with temperatures in the 90s. I was hoping to finish out June without seeing temperatures like that.
I cannot listen to much news either.
Yjey just keep on giving – spiky greens followed by the purple flowers and then the dried heads which last all winter – well they would but Julia always decides to take them down despite my requests to the contrary. At 4pm in winter I can sometimes get them silhouetted against sunsets. Not the last two years as she has started to remove them for some reason.