Let’s hope

“uni solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant”  

where they create a desert, they call it peace

(Words ascribed by Tacitus to Calgacus, the Britons’ leader. Thank you Dave, my resident classicist.)

I hope this is the beginning of a safer and more peaceful time for Palestinians in Gaza and the West Bank, though I can’t believe in the peace deal, or rather I don’t believe in the honesty and trustworthiness of Nethanyahu and his government. And if the ceasefire holds, who is going to be in charge of Gaza? It doesn’t look as if it will be Palestinians. 

I’m sorry to be so pessimistic. At the very least more aid will enter and people will eat. I hope with all my heart that more good things will follow.

Yesterday I woke up and read the news and it was all so bad I could hardly face the day. The world and its future looked so bleak I didn’t want to be here to see it. I get like that from time to time.

Dave was out for the day, so I rang Liz and she told me I must have at least one treat and send her the evidence. Just talking to her helped. I managed to get up eventually and made soup, and cheese scones (the treat) to go with it.

They were disappointing. Does any one have a recipe for cheese scones that rise and taste really cheesy? Serious request. If I’d had the car I would have driven to Chatsworth Farm Shop and bought one of their scones. 

Anyway, today is a new day, and Dave and I are going to see old friends in Nottingham. Dave was Keith’s best man in 1970. How ancient are we?

Thank you for being there, friends. I always feel better for writing the blog.