Greg's Occasional News & Views

15 December 2019

So, it’s definitely true. Turkeys do vote for Christmas. The electorate in the UK have decided that a pathological liar, a misogynistic racist narcissist is the best choice to lead this country into irrelevancy. What could possibly go wrong? A thoroughly sad and depressing result.

And, alongside all that, it’s been a miserable wet, wet, week.

A bit of light in the gloom and darkness of an early winter evening – we went across to Chipping Norton Theatre on Thursday evening to see an NT Live showing of Hansard which was outstanding.

The play is set in the home of a junior minister in the Tory government of Margaret Thatcher in 1988. The politician, Robin Hesketh, has returned home following an appearance on Question Time to the idyllic Cotswold house he shares with his wife of 30 years, Diana. But all is not as blissful as it seems. Diana has a stinking hangover, a fox is destroying the garden, and secrets are being dug up all over the place. As the day draws on, what starts as gentle ribbing and the familiar rhythms of marital scrapping quickly turns to blood-sport.

It was reminiscent in many ways of Edward Albee’s Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolff? with perhaps a bit more humour. Watching it in Chipping Norton added a somewhat more personal feeling to it as the play is set just down the road outside Burford and many of the jokes had a local relevance. Chipping Norton is, ironically, in the former constituency of one David Cameron, the prat largely responsible for the current malaise that is British politics at the moment. The town itself is strongly Labour but the shire countryside is overwhelmingly Tory. So, many of the lines had a particularly local relevance and the line that the great mystery of our time is “the insatiable desire of the people of this country to be fucked by an Old Etonian”, got a roar of approval. NB – both Cameron and Johnson are old Etonians.

The kitchen continues its slow journey into reality. Following the push of various craftsmen last week we’ve been left largely with the very patient carpenter for most of this week. Still, the main work is done. Over the weekend we moved lots of stuff about and we are more or less up and running in the whole of the new kitchen. We love it in spite of the inordinate passage of time which has elapsed between the start of the project and the point we have reached so far. There are still, inevitably, several hundred little jobs to finish off and, as I wrote last time, we will still be providing builders’ tea and coffee well into the New Year.

One of the joys of having a new kitchen is the opportunity to arrange everything in a neat and tidy manner. I wonder how long it will stay this way?

And now we can turn our attention to Christmas. Goodness help us! Someone shared the following on Facebook and I thought it was perfect. I think we might adopt this as our Christmas card next year.

And finally, I ran across this in the Guardian, another splendid Banksy has turned up next to a bench used by the homeless in Birmingham. Ho, ho, ho.

Lots of love to you all,






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