“But, the world”, I wrote when I started blogging again. The fact that we are still living in ‘interesting times’ should have driven me to the laptop, fingers flying across the keys in horror. This didn’t happen.
A few days before it kicked off my son emerged and said, “There’s going to be a war. They’ve closed airspace.”
The Long Suffering Husband glued himself to the news and I Pollyanna-ed my way through. To Pollyanna is a verb I use because it was how I was described as a child, someone who was eternally optimistic in the face of disaster, like the story book character, who I could be for book day dressing up without the anxiety it causes me. But that’s another story.
“Yeah, it’s fine. The west has bombed Iran before. It’ll be fine,” I reassured and when scared people in my house asked why I thought Trump was doing it, instead of saying who knows why Trump does anything, I said, “He doesn’t want them to enrich geraniums.”
No matter how hard I try to say the correct word, like someone who always says pacifically, when they are talking about a particular not a peaceful thing, I am unable to say the word uranium aloud. It always comes out as weapons grade geranium.
Now Trump is cross with us because we won’t get involved in his self-imposed chaos causing antics. He has said that Kier Starmer is no Churchill and although Starmer hasn’t bothered replying, which is sensible because madmen twist words I do wish he’d replied, “I’d rather jaw jaw than war war!” He could even have told Trump that he likes geraniums and that would have made as much sense.
Hold onto your hats folks. It looks like we are in for a wild ride, especially if they send all those ex-pats back from Dubai, as many of them will vote for our own madman, who has already described the PMs refusal to take us into a war where we look for geraniums of mass destruction as “pathetic.”
I sometimes wonder who has them now. My Nan used to grow them on her windowsill. Huge red blousy flowers and a scent that would knock you off your feet when you entered the room.
