March 30th, 2007

It's A Strange Old World

Just as well that I went and took pictures of daffodils when I did because the weather has returned to the default position- strong winds and light continuous rain. We have a little clump of daffodils in our front yard, right against the wall and normally by this stage some passer-by will have picked them, but I just checked and they're still out there, hanging their heads.

Joe has spring-cleaned his room. There's now a mat tacked to the outside of his door- a souvenir of Iraq. It has his army nickname stitched across it and the motto Basrah 2003. Yup, '03- we've been stuck in that nightmare for four years now.

Shazia Mirza had a programme last night about female body hair. Right on!  I'm all for it myself; I think it's sexy. But what was just amazing and dispiriting was the footage of all these plug-ugly men screwing up their faces at the mention of women with hairy legs. Talk about male privilege! One of the plug-uglies was the male half of Richard and Judy.  Shazia flashed him her armpits and he said it made him feel sick. How very, very weird. 

I was reading an on-line book about gurus yesterday. Check it out here. It's extraordinary just how sleazy, mendacious, bossy and paranoid all these World Teachers and Avatars of the Divine are and were.

New Rabbit


It was rash of us- but he looked so cute in the shop- and he's only a baby.

We brought him home, introduced him to the his new cuddly-wuddly, little friends and- erm- he won.

We're thinking of calling him Little Alex.