Any Distraction Welcome

[poliphilo]

 There were five of us- and two dogs- sitting round after a big lunch, and Jacky suggested me should all tell our life stories. It was like the set up for an Edwardian novel or short story collection- Conrad or Buchan- except that this wasn't happening in "The Club" but in our front room and we weren't "old Africa hands" but four gals and me- who, on these occasions, figure as an honorary gal. So, five mini-autobiographies. The dogs weren't called upon though Molly, who is a Roumanian rescue dog, would have had a tale to tell.

It took my mind off the war I'm expecting to break out any time now in the Middle-East between (initially) Iran, Israel and the USA.

And stopped me thinking about those photos of Prince Andrew (I refuse to pretend he's not a member of the Royal Family) down on all fours beside a young woman who is lying prone on the parquet floor of some horrible mansion- and the Epsteiny stuff about the Pres and Bill Gates-...

Or about the two dead in Minneapolis.....

By the way, have you heard Springsteen's protest song, Streets of Minneapolis? It's like a return to the glory days- the old lion awake and roaring.....