A COLD WIND ACROSS CHESHIRE AND MORE COPS WITH GUNS

I think the thing that scares me more than ISIS etc is the fact that the cops in the UK can now wander around like real robocops with their faces hidden and guns coming out of their backsides. One thing we used to hold on to was that whatever anyone did to Britain we tried to carry on as normal, yes all that keep calm and carry on stuff was the real world back in 1939. It's all a bit like this EU stuff, anyone heard a work about it lately, I don't think it even manages a place in the papers now. With a wannabe Maggie Thatcher in government and dreams of being as mad as Thatcher it's a grim reality if we paused to think about it, so best not perhaps and let it flow by.

The wind is certainly flowing by here at a rapid rate. I think it's taken most of the week to get over the walk, today I managed to get all the photos edited and timelined to produce a DVD which may even raise a few extra pennies fr the toilet at St Oswald's kitty. Some people wonder why the C of E does't just cough up but Chester diocese doesn't get any help for that sort of thing the top dogs think we are too rich already. Of course as with anywhere that is averaging out the truth with conceals great inequalities. I also got another construction film made and on to DVD, cover done, I do need to list it on the shop. I'm looking at other compilations I can make with all the film accumulated. I really need to get some more of the old cine copied plus I've about 120 items to relist on EBay which itself seems in the doldrums due to school hols and the football etc.

Why with all those blesses rubbish channels do they still insist on putting sport on main stream channels. OK I don't really like sport , I don't care about it, if people can't just enjoy playing a game and the best person wins and they have a pint or cuppa to celebrate that sounds enough to me. Once when the opposite football side got a really good goal even their opposition would politely applaud. Now its all swearing, violence and  racism. A friend asked if I had one competitive bone in my body on the walk, I think competition has it's place but in how good a person we are, what we achieve, what we do, how we treat others. If that's all a race then I hope I can stick the distance.

Regular readers will know that the email has been driving me mad the last couple of weeks, along comes Paul Minshull, computer services from Northwich, only he also run a garden centre and is a keen photographer. Not only does he succeed where BT failed to get my email sorted, it's now better than when than when it was first set up after the broad band arrived. We aren't finished, he didn't want payment, only asked that if I needed any plants go along to him at Blakemere. What a gent, what a star.

We are getting ready for a long weekend down south, the forecast is looking good, should be trying west of London to get the least rain and most sun on Friday. Saturday it looks very sunny and we might treat ourselves to a National Trust day somewhere. Then Sunday the Eat Kent 100th at Herne Bay and Monday / Tuesday over in Sussex catching up with the places I once covered so intensely when visiting my mum in her last few years. Mandy has given the go ahead to offer some bargains at Herne Bay, all the reserved Kent stock will be going at just £10 a DVD, that day only. Second of dieting days today, always makes Thursday a good prospect!