7th October
Truss-news just becomes tedious.
On and on it goes and all we get is her grinning, inane, emotionless and senseless answers to questions that she is not asked i.e. When you are asked a question, give an answer to a different question.
Many of her ministers answer in the same way, which at least shows there is some coordination in central government, but it does make them look like idiots.
And obviously everything is down to Putin.
Railway strikes.
Putin.
NHS queues.
Putin.
Food banks all over the place.
Putin.
The average mortgage rate rising by something like 5 to 6 per cent.
Putin
And nothing whatsoever to do with the not-a-budget-mini-budget.
Bought the Alan Rickman diaries. Looks good to dip in to. Twenty pounds from Waterstones, and then I read The Guardian and they are offering it at 12.50.
Great.
Ear wax removal at Specsavers this morning.
Quick and efficient and 55 pounds.
Why can’t you do online booking with the NHS and get a quick turnaround service for minor issues?
Crash on Main Street.
Not surprising.
Sturgeon is whinging about the fact that her best buddy Truss has not phoned her yet. Why complain? Well, that’s an obvious one. Any opportunity to show central government in a bad light. Hey Nicola, it’s not all about you hen.
A Government minister removed for unacceptable behaviour at the Tory conference. Seemingly he touched a younger man’s thigh whilst standing at a bar.
Truss trying to show she is in control by acting quickly. This will probably end badly for her as she rushes to judge. Couldn’t the young guy just say no, which according to the papers he did and the offending MP backed off drunkenly.
The Guardian had quite a good feature on saving pet costs.
It didn’t mention a gun anywhere in the article.
Out walking the dog.
Talked to Lucy and her husband. They buried the guinea pig in the back garden this morning. The little ceremony was supposed to help their children grieve, which has obviously worked because I’ve seen them screaming and shouting in the play park all day and playing dare with the cars that drive into the estate.
They don’t seem to have much luck with little animals.
Their back garden is going to fill up pretty quickly as an animal cemetery. I’m sure if the police dig there in a few years time they will think a serial killer has been at work on the estate.
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