Wow....Where indeed has the working week vanished to...the sunshine warm enough to enable myself to strip off one winter layer during the day time has fogged the mind, the brightness of the army of Welsh flowers marching from the hedgerows to private gardens in the brightest of yellows has begun to soften my Winter heart, i can begin to turn down my collar look into my sleeping garden and ponder over the coming summer season....i can venture into it sit with a glass or two of wine and not feel so angry about the politics two hundred miles down the road and how our lives are controlled by perhaps 600 people whom no doubt do not even know that i am indeed alive tonight scribbling my thoughts...The General Election is beginning to ejeculate promises i know will be meaningless..already the Tories are wooing the older voter with savings and pension gargoyles..blinding them to the fact that they were once a spotty youth sticking things in spotty girls with a relish that things like homes prams and electric bills seemed only on the moon....to far away to ponder on as the knees jerked....amongst the yellow Welsh Flowers....In my Youth i could afford to buy a house, a car, go on holiday pour that much beer enough to sink a battleship...perhaps not all at once perhaps not every thing but one at least had a choice of which to buy..where as today some youth only have Zero Hour Contracts which will not even buy one a bar of soap.....So Goeth....may all whom pass this way have a splendid weekend....and if my vanity is that loud if one is young please vote on May 7th...for whom ever but vote....
