November 10th, 2019

Sunday 10th November 2019.

The Times They Are A-Changin.....i do not often sit with this here machine with music dribbling across the keyboard but tonight as England celebrates or should i think of another term for wearing Poppies in your button hole for those whom never made the journey back home from a conflict...Today the sun played games across the Manchester Basin i expect there were a host of drunken poppies wandering around the streets with a bag full of rich tales locked inside the mind itching to spill out or like my grandad perhaps whom never spoke of his days in the trenches of 1916 and thus such thoughts are kept closed and simply wander forever on the wind with no scratch of the itch....and i expect the sun just shone for them today..
There was no warmth from the rays from the few moments i stepped out, but hey there cannot possibly be any rain left in the sky after the past week. I sigh with possibly relief and pause for thought as this wine slips across my crazy street mixed mind.
For myself today was one of those lazy no bra days and i give myself a gold star for at last taking a clout at the host of dust bunnies that live in this room, perhaps this time next year i will have purged the cheaky buggers and have a few more pennies saved as i came across a couple of small hand books i have picked up covering San-Fran perhaps fingers crossed with a bag full of hope along the way...Which just leaves a So Goeth and love and peace to all whom pass this way have a good week ahead..for we are only a pawn in their game.x