No anticipation required
Now that was a trailer! The new Downton Abbey movie has me anxiously waiting for the opening credits, even if there isn’t a chance that I’ll be in a cinema seat, two weeks hence. I want to see the movie; I don’t want to share the experience with hundreds of strangers (or acquaintances). There has to be a better way than this public release. How about, for example, on TV? I have surround sound, and the screen on my living room wall is new and still shiny.
Another day of Brexit, and the “shoot ourselves in the foot” model of governance doesn’t miss a beat. Today (if I can get the details straight), the assembled voices of governance voted to request a further delay to “nobody gets out alive” while simultaneously refusing a call for a general election by the PM. Do I detect panic? Wait until tomorrow.
After watching several weather forecasts, I now believe that the coming weekend will be sunny and rainy with moments of calm interspersed with high winds. In other words, we should get some groceries in by Friday, in case Saturday night turns into a good reason to remain indoors. The storm has to go somewhere, and straight into my back yard seems to be an option.
I’ve ordered a pair of “reduction drives”, from MFJ. I know, these are not the right equipment to fuel my space ship, and the firm has a reputation for loose screws inside. However, the quote for postage was reasonable, so I’ll wait to see. No anticipation required.
