I despair at times, I really do
9 August, 2011 in Places, Politics
I woke from my sleep this morning to a mental image of a calm, restful, world where people made the effort to help others and to mutually enjoy their short existence on this wonderful planet of ours…
Feeling inspired I toddled off to the gym for my morning workout to be greeted by scenes of last night’s violence in London, Birmingham and Bristol on the TV screens; to say my mood was shattered may be a bit of an exaggeration, but I’m sure you’ll understand that my feeling of contentment simply evaporated. I’ve no intention of getting into the politics of the current riots, suffice it to say the troubles in London and copycat violence and looting in other cities sickens me to the core. I feel like going back to bed and starting the day afresh in the forlorn hope I will wake to find it was all a bad dream. ![]()









