I was blessed this morning. It was cold, it was bright and beautiful and it was about 1 measly degree away from a thick frost which would have stopped tennis. Instead, it was perfect. In a cold way. Which I don’t mind. Because I was dressed ‘appropriately’. The chap on the next court was dressed for the ski-slopes in February. And wondered why I wasn’t cold. Without a hat. Without a thick jacket, scarf, gloves. BECAUSE I FUCKING RUN AROUND!!! was my reply. I was sweating like a… sweaty thing, and he was playing a leisurely game of doubles, which I hate. And thus won’t play. Unless I’m in Sydney and I have to. I think that’s what they mean by ‘Aussie Rules’. If you wear a little less, you can move much more easily. And warm up more quickly, hopefully before hypothermia sets in.

And since I’ve been home all I’ve heard on the radio is Brexit Bollocks. Tories saying how they’ve been totally let down by their government, because they’re ‘leavers’. Tories saying how they’ve been let down by their government because they’re ‘remainers’. Labour supporters pissed off with Corbyn because he’s a ‘leaver’ and other pissed off because they’re ‘leavers’. And Corbyn has splinters in his sorry ass from sitting on the fence for so long.

Brexit is not a partisan thing. If it was it would be much easier. Then it would be just same shit different day. This is more complex. And leaves us in the situation where all the Brexit fans just want to leave; deal or no deal. And that’s because they all voted in abject ignorance in the first place. Remainers obviously didn’t, because remaining would have maintained the status quo that had existed for 40 years. And no-one could accuse the machine that is ‘Europe’ of being perfect, cos it most certainly ain’t. It’s almost as expensive as wasting 2 years of immense expenditure ignoring every other issue that the nation may need. It’s almost as stroppy, intransigent and frustrating as Brexit negotiations. And its full of tossers, just like Westminster.

And now its all about ‘no deal’. The doomsday scenario. Jumping off the proverbial cliff. That’s what leavers really want. Just LEAVE!! Whilst most of us just want the whole thing to go away.

Happy Sunday

A xxxx