Britain is going through a difficult time, when its sustained ability to punch above its weight, economically and diplomatically, is ebbing. The end of irrational exuberance found the country ill at ease with itself, with rising inequalities and unhealthy nationalism, just when it needs to eat a slice of humble pie and be fleet-footed in recognising that many of the traditional pillars of its strengths are collapsing. The need is to recognise other supports and partners and find a new common purpose after the pandemic. I live in hope.

...and pipe and slippers

Between 18 and around now, I have always been around 18. However, these last years I do seem to have become rather alarmingly settled, proof of which is here (23 january 2012) and in my intense pride at my first movie. Old friend wrote rather better on a similar theme.

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