Here I am talking about the political parties offering us all kind of goodies if we vote for them. It is a bit like the wretched flooding that has stalled across South Yorks/Midlands caught between two winds blowing in opposite directions, so are we.
Do you realise we have made all these news commentators happy to be alive and earning their salaries because they have been given the latest batch of political nonsense to talk about. Knives have been out, a bit of virtual stabbing in the backs as Labour deserters have taken to pulling apart their leader.
There we are, flood water round our ankles, this is not true in North Yorkshire by the way, the rains gave us a miss but it is still very wet. And all we have to look to is Xmas - yikes. And maybe wading through the floods to vote - joy.
We have an out an out liar for a prime minister, his party in disarray, climate emergency bearing down on us.
How have I helped towards this catastrophe? Well I let Rod and his wife cut down the galloping Virginia creepers and ivies yesterday, they had 30 bins of cut stuff Rod informed me, largest cut they have ever done. I feel guilty about the sparrows who lived and tweeted in this overgrown haven, but they seemed to have returned and the climbers will once again thrive as the weather warms up. Also they can go and live in the thick cluster of ivy that wraps round the tree in front.
I love this photo gleaned from the internet, so serene, though to be honest I don't like memes advocating greater serenity - it is not as if it ever happens!
And in a dark mood, Leonard Cohen, voice like melting chocolate, capturing it all...."You want it Darker" ;)