All quiet today.
I did a brief roundup through the papers – all fucking miserable depressing stuff as usual. If you want a healthy relaxed mind, then avoid the news.
The world these days seems to be an unending stream of war, threats of war, violence and of course the usual predictions of impending disaster from the climate mob. It is so much easier to just ignore the lot of them and enjoy a quiet peaceful Sunday afternoon.
It is very quiet here. There is a bit of a breeze out there which, I am told, is another storm. Unless it picks up a good bit I doubt there will be any flying trampolines. Herself is quietly listening to the radio – Classic FM. She had been listening to RTE but that’s as fucking depressing as the papers.
I had intended to shampoo the carpet [yet again] but that’s noisy and I am enjoying the peace and quiet with faint sounds of the Hebrides Overture from the other room.
So if you are reading this, try and keep the sound down. No shouting please.
I might even have a nap.