A day of little action, like so many Sundays. Eventually I force myself to empty and wash the car, and Dan helps out by washing H's. We do trivial things such as lugging the bottles down to Asda, and I do actually get my legover for the first time in a long time.Sadly I am discussing the first bike ride of the spring.
The cricket season is upon us, and the World Snooker is starting up.another sign of the spring (doesn't that usually end on a bank holiday Monday?)
In the news, after (I think) about seven weeks, they still haven't been able to release the results of the Zimbabwe elections. No doubt had it been a Mugabe landslide they'd still have had thesame problems. Mugabe seems to be adopting a do nothing for long enough and everyone will forget about it policy. He's done it before, so why not. The SA president, Mbeke, seems ominously complicit in this subterfuge, and whilst he'sonside, it seems no one else in Africa is likely to lift a finger, or even a microphone against him. Desperate, the only sad consolation being that if he was deposed we'd probably be going through a re run in ten years time with whoever eventually replaced him.
Prince William has apparently taken to using his RAF chinook as his personally taxi. Having used it to get to a stag do the other noght, apparenlty he has now landed it on his bird's front lawn prior to hovering off to another piss up on theIsle of Wight. What a life. Hope he takes his bottle sto Asda.
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