Oh, dear! It must be hard being a politician, trying to have ideals while trying to win votes. Forget about hearts and minds! Votes are what you want to win. It could make a person very cynical.
The world is in the middle of a climate crisis. We all know we need to do something to reduce carbon emissions … drastically. And so both the main parties are finding reasons to wonder if low traffic zones are a good idea. Here’s a link to an article about it.
I wonder when one of the parties will properly organise a cheap public transport system that works. We shall see.
Thinking of ecological things brings me round to loo roll. There was a point at the start of the pandemic lockdown when there was suddenly a shortage of that useful stuff. Our Granddaughter Number One is very particular about which brand of loo roll she like and grows indignant if the supermarket substitutes another kind in her online shop. It seems to me, though, that life is too short for such finicky attitudes. But nowadays thee is even designer loo roll which people buy in bulk so that they can display it tastefully close to the bathroom for visitors to see and admire their good taste! Who knew loo roll was a status symbol? I suppose it takes all sorts. Here’s a link to an article about loo paper!
Our neck of the woods still has odd weather. It rained copiously in the night but I ran round the village in reasonable sunshine. Later in the morning, just as I finished hanging washing in the garden, it rained hard for two or three minutes … no more! So the washing stayed there and will get blown around a little before I decide to bring it indoors. At that point no doubt, the cloud cover will shift once more and the sun will come out again.
In the meantime I have taken an executive decision - I am wearing summer clothes in order to convince myself that it is actually summer. As a matter of fact it is still relatively warm, perhaps not as warm as it should be considering that it is almost August but still not requiring heating. Which is, of course, why I want to hang washing out in the garden. Ours is a cool house and without central heating drying washing indoors is not a speedy process.
I came across something yesterday where David Baddiel was complaining about Cillian Murphy playing a jewish character! I assume he’s referring to his casting as Oppenheimer in the film of that name. Cillian Murphy, of course, is from an Irish family. It was quite a surprise when I first heard him speak with his Irish accent as ai had grown used to his Brummie character in Peaky Blinders. But maybe David Baddiel thinks he should only play Irishmen. I grow a little tired of various groups demanding that actors cannot play characters of their specific group, be it social or racial or gender. The clue is in the professional name - actors act. Life would be quite boring, and making films and TV series and putting on plays would be extremely difficult, if actors only ever played themselves.
It strikes me too that our politicians are all reasonable actors, rarely playing themselves totally but being what they think people want them to be. Not, not even that, being what they hope people will vote for.
Life goes on. Stay safe and well, everyone!
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