I have returned from a well earned rest and recovery from over doing it as we used to call it way back in history. I am glad to see that the world didn’t stop turning and that my local community seem to still be able to muddle along devoid of my words of wisdom. I do notice that whilst I was soaking up the rays with my better half in foreign climes that the vast majority of the world whilst still turning is in fact now heading to the loony bin. Apparently my good lady says i CAN’T SAY THAT AS SOMEONE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD MIGHT BE OFFENDED BECAUSE THEY HAVE MENTAL PROBLEMS. As my dear old Dad said “ the lunatics are firmly in charge of the asylum” We have people running around, well actually sitting around on the roads, sticking themselves to the road with glue in a protest to “STOP OIL”. Now I am not a brilliant person ( well perhaps in my own estimation) but a simple side glance shows up great big holes in such actions. 1. Where does the glue come from to stick them to the road surface? OIL 2. Where does the cloth come from for their nice plastic hi-vis jackets clothes and shoes? OIL 3. What powers their vehicles to get to the protest? OIL 4. What powers their, I am sure, well appointed homes? Oil 5. Where do the fabrics come from to adorn their homes? OIL 6. Where the myriad of cosmetics and potions, shampoos and soaps come from? OIL 7. Where does the orange paint they throw come from? OIL The list of life’s connections can almost all be traced back to oil and and leads into an unavoidable state of automatic and unavoidable hypocrisy. Besides, why are they not at work or out seeking gainful employment ? and do their protesting at week ends? Last thing I knew was that to impede someone using the Kings highway was an offence which if I did it over the pension I worked all of my life for I would end up in front of the beak. It’s a mad mad world. but I am back to sort it out