Then I opened Facebook and ideas started to flow. So here are the first ramblings of ADIL (another day in lockdown). Firstly a post on Facebook from a very high ranking retired police officer attacking the Government for cuts in policing. This is something that resonated with me as I worked for the police for many years and had the pleasure of working with this man.
Here is what he had to say and I really don't think this needs any comment:
"Everyone in the UK should see channel 4's 999 What's your emergency from tonight. The absolute truth about the consequences of the cuts to our police service. Too few officers and those we have diverted into social welfare and the fight against crime given up. I can't express my admiration for the officers of today, a thankless task with little public appreciation. They are doing their absolute best, its the politicians who have robbed them of resources and diverted them from core business that are to blame. Yes, I clap the NHS , but let us not forget that our police service is still on the front line facing the scum of the earth who spit in their face. They deserve a clap too."
Then there was a piece on Facebook asking for "cures" for a cold from the past and it made me think of my grandmother - Selina Maud Dew. She "swore by" (that means loved or recommended and not shouting expletives) what she called butter, sugar pills. I have never found another human being who was subjected to them. To be honest they weren't that bad. My grandmother would take a knob of butter and roll it in vinegar and then coat it with sugar. Obviously it was designed to do little more than cut through a sore throat for while.
Now off for my daily Gove Gander. It's a bright day so I should get some decent photos which I will post this afternoon.
Finally many thanks for all the kind messages regarding this blog. Since I started writing about ADIL I have received over 500 likes for articles posted on Facebook along with some lovely comments. Just makes me want to write more and take even more photographs (oh no I hear some of you say).