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Away

I've been away for a few days, relaxing in the showers and occasional sun of Normandy, France. Came back through Paris yesterday, as I'd chosen to go by train. Managed to get caught up in a security scare at Notre Dame, was unable to leave my suitcase at the Pompidou Centre so was unable to see any modern art. A pity.

Going away always means you come back to more than you left. However I am winning, retirement is starting to work, there is more time for my life, and one day I'll even manage to decorate the house.

That may encourage me to sell it and move to somewhere, like France.

Ran into my MP (John Gummer) and his henchmen today. They tipped out of a bright new Land Rover parked on double yellow lines outside of Tescos, and paraded down the road dishing out pictures of John Gummer to anyone prepared to accept. I spoke to one charming man, who said he was Gummer's neighbour, nothing to do with politics, who had just been asked to help. He was ex-army, and nodded obligingly while I berated Thatcher, the Conservatives and politicians in general. It will do me no good, but Gummer will surely feel he has done his bit. It's a rare visit for him to Felixstowe, which is the largest town in his constituency. He will be re-elected, that's the meaning of democracy in this land.

We have a new Pope, will he bring change toan overgrown world?

I hope so.

posted by Suffolk Notes @ 9:01 am