Wednesday, 24 May 2017

Nothing to kill or die for, and no religion, too

It's been a horrible couple of days, with the slaughter of innocents in Manchester, the savage return of Mediaevalism in Indonesia - and the death of my favourite James Bond too.

RIP Sir Roger Moore.

The Saint:

The Persuaders:

James Bond:

However, there is always some good news among the sadness. In Taiwan, they are celebrating the fact that their nation is the first in the whole of Asia to legalise same-sex marriage. Birthday boy (and comedy drag icon) Stanley Baxter is still with us (91 today). Chocolate is good for you, after all. The weather is gorgeous at the moment, and looks likely to stay that way through the Bank Holiday weekend. The Chelsea Flower Show has provided a beautiful diversion.

And speaking of birthdays, here's another of today's celebrants Miss Patti LaBelle, with an appropriate song of hope, written by another musical genius John Lennon:

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

We can but hope.


  1. Thanks for staying on the sunny side of the street.
    Now I must go and photograph my Magaskepasma erthyroclamys which survived a long journey in bubble-wrap.

    1. Nothing like a new (and unpronounceable) plant to raise the spirits! Jx

  2. We could all use a martini this week...shaken.... not stirred.

    1. Chin, chin, my dear!


      PS In the words of Noel Coward: "A perfect Martini should be made by filling a glass with gin, then waving it in the general direction of Italy,"

  3. Sad news about Sir Roger Moore - but at least he died at a good old age (although he still could have been older) unlike many of our recent celeb deaths.

    1. And true to form, apparently he produced his final memoir just weeks before he died, in which he takes the piss out of old age... Jx


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