Not much

I like this time of year. I was told when I first set foot in the Land of the Long White Cloud not to squander official leave during the last couple of weeks of December and first of January. Take it later in February when the weather is more settled and you have the Far North a bit more to yourself. So I am officially in the fields but don't have to do much. Turned the odd sod for a couple of hours on Monday, didn't bother fronting up yesterday. Repeat the above method for today and tomorrow and flag Friday. Who needs leave? As a bonus you get the roads to yourself - all good.

Not much going on in the world if you don't count the Middle East imploding yet again. I can raise very little enthusiasm for this. It has being going on for centuries and the only difference to my simple mind is the sophistication of the ordnance and the attire of the protaganists. Swap broadswords for smart missiles, chain mail for hoodies and that's your lot.

Anthropogenic global warming is getting a royal thrashing at the moment. This is when the northern hemisphere is having its severest winter for a very long time. Could this be the year when they start roasting oxen on the Thames at London Bridge again for the first time in centuries? The warmists would have us believe that the the current prolonged cold 'snap' is merely masking the effects of the underlying global warming. The would argue that black is white if it served their political/religous objective. However, one really gets the impression that even they realise that they are pushing it uphill. Twats. I almost, but not quite, got roused enough by Steve Mahary's (and there's a yesterday's man if ever I saw one) horror that a Parliamentary Committee will examine the scientific evidence surrounding climate change. This in the face of his (ex) government having told us that the scientific arguments are settled. Twat. But we have been there so many times that it doesn't merit further comment for reasons of tedium and repetition.

No, now is the time of year not to be diverted from the important things in life by such trivia. There is diesel to burn, ponds to be weeded (managed to fall in twice yesterday - definitely a thing to do in December as opposed to July), pool skimmer guards to be repaired, shelves to be constructed in the barn and, most importantly, lures to be made. The first two marlin of the season have been caught off the Mercuries. People have been ferreting around the back of the Poor Knights (with as yet no result) and it is getting close to time to hang the 'Gone Fishing' sign on the door.

See you next year.

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