June 10th (Tues)

The morning is blissful. That is, the sun is burning in the morning sky and the blue sky has a sense of well being rushing through the veins.
Drop the kids off at school, then, despite the best of intentions spend the rest of the morning interperving. A retrograde step indeed. Need to keep busy.
Easy lesson with A in the afternoon. She can drive, we both know that. Can she keep her nerve for a test though? To quote her favourite phrase "We'll see"
A is next up. Can drive forwards but not back!
The news on the financial front gets worse and worse.Negative equity is back, housebuilding industry in chaos, knock ons in removal trade, diy. I paid £1.20 for a litre of fucking petrol today, and still the price surges upwards on the world market. Food prices soar the world over, rice supplies are running out for the world's poor. Pictures of skeltal African kids, their eyes home to two dozen flies are back on our screens."Uncharted waters" mumble the experts who are paid 7 figure salaries to make sure we never enter such. Pensioners are getting poorer. The poor are getting poorer. Viva new Labour! Brown has lost the plot totally. He has, amazingly been in power for a year now and is lurching from crisis to crisis. the latest is entirely of his own making. He wants 42 days detention without trial against the advice of almost everybody. It's going to be a tight vote tomorrow,and quite frankly it's hard to see where he can go if he loses.
I get home and crash out for a full hour. I don't feel good afterwards, and decide I must get on the bike and do some exercise. I cycle down the hill and back again, halted only by a shoelace tangled around me pedals. Why do they make them fourteen feet long for fuck's sake?
Had thought I might take H out to dinner, but she doesn't arrive home till gone nine. Things are not too icy but I really can't generate the enthusiasm to be either desperately apologetic or even contrite.