There’s an old song by Genesis, I cant remember the name of it but the lyrics go some thing like this. ‘The morning sun, the cooling rain, The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze.’ Today I have a little morning sun and cooling rain. Sometimes the weather is all the kindness we need.
Our judicial system is a bit like a farmyard; I got nicked by the pigs, and, the law being an ass, I was given bird.
I’ve not heard from her all day since she shouted, “How do you check the level of oil in my car?”
And I yelled back, “Bloody dipstick.”
The charter for compassion. It’s worth looking at