Escapism!

Well, she’s committed now, that Megan Markle. Barely was the engagement announced than she was off on her first royal “engagement”, working the line and meeting the people. And people were picking out the best spots on the streets two hours before the happy couple were due to turn up. Oh boy, they must be desperate for something to go on in their lives!

But if the young lady wants to change her mind now, she’ll not just be breaking Harry’s heart but she’ll be disappointing a nation. I have often wondered how it feels to give up your free life to marry a prince, even if it might mean you are not so very rich. When the Duchess of Cambridge was a teenager and thought about a possible future with a husband and children, did she really plan on her children spending a lot of time with a nanny? Although I suppose it’s not that different from a working mum whose children spend a lot of time in nursery. And at least Kate doesn’t need to worry about childcare costs taking up 75% or more of her take-home pay. Anyway here is a link to another American’s opinion of marrying into royalty.

I suppose all this royal-watching gives people something to think about other than austerity and Brexit and people sleeping on the streets. Today comes the news that Alan Milburn, who chairs the governments’s social mobility commission, is resigning. What’s more, the other members of the commission are going with him. Milburn says the government is making lots of promises but not actually doing anything. Everyone is too busy with Brexit! Which is a mess that gets messier, and seemingly more expensive, by then day.

So I guess I’ll work on not worrying about it and concentrate on other, more trivial, stuff.

I came across this article about how we should be keeping more and more fruit in the fridge. This includes bananas, which I was always told go brown and soggy if you store them in the fridge! Soft fruits I can understand but they have to come out and be brought up to room temperature before you eat them. There’s nothing so disappointing as a chilled and tasteless strawberry, no matter how perfect its shape and colour.

But mostly I am ignoring this advice. Ye gods! There will be no room in my fridge for stuff that REALLY needs to be there.