Life Observed

For Sale:  Some British pound coins. Not worth much. We also have some items of infrastructure for sale: Railways, Bridges, a Banking System.  All offers entertained. Cash needed soon.

Sunset, and as the farmer drives his herd of Quorn to the barn for the evening milking, all is still apart from the sound of the illegal rave down the valley.  Britain is at peace after all the Brexit business.  Tomorrow will be a better day. Surely?

I believe in waste not want not. OK, I reluctantly admit that these jeans are probably past their best.

My friend here seems to be lost.

Running the country can be an ugly business. People literally hurl insults at each other in the name of politics and things can get out of hand. In England we have our own way of sorting things out.  Opposing factions face off dressed in the same uniform and proceed to threaten each other at some distance with handkerchiefs. We find this works fine for us.

If you would like to take a seat in the lobby, we can bring you some coffee.  The chamber maid is cleaning your room. It will be ready in just a few minutes.

Stay!  STAY! Good dog... He's well trained that one. He will stay like that for hours, months even.

A quiet day on the road to Hades. The ferryman has gone for a beer with all those coins he collected. Your last chance to turn back.

Plenty of room in this three acre garden.  Pull up a chair and wait for something to happen.