Pure, White And Deadly

Yesterday was sunny. I got to hang clothes outside- and have them dry (for only the second time this year) and sit outside myself with a book. I'm reading Pure, White and Deadly- which is all about the evils of sugar. Ailz passed it down to me. She reads a lot about nutrition.

Sugar is nutritionally useless and makes us ill- tooth decay, obesity, diabetes, heart disease- and we all eat vast amounts of it. I knew this, of course, but it's good to have chapter and verse. I don't take a lot of sugar (I don't have a sweet tooth) but it's hard to avoid it entirely because manufacturers add it to everything- including, unfeasibly, tinned vegetables. Henceforward I'm going to be more aware and more discriminating. 

The Shrine On The Hill

I dreamed I was going to the shrine on the hill. My first wife was with me. She complained incessantly. When I asked her to stop she threw stones at me. I went on alone.

The path went up through woods. At one point I was climbing vertically.

The shrine is housed in a log cabin.  I knelt. The air inside shuddered with spiritual energy. Or maybe that was just the extractor fan. I expected some sort of revelation. It didn't come. The custodian was reading the Bible. He asked me if what he was reading was true and I told him it wasn't. We settled down to discuss theology.

Jimmy Tarbuck

It was reported about a week ago that the police had arrested a 73 year-old celeb on suspicion of sexual offences. "That'll be Tarby." I said. And I was right.

It had to be really. He was just about the only cheesy '70s entertainer who hadn't already been lifted.