Hard to write anything in the face of the world situation that I for one cannot influence.

Hard to think of writing adventure stories with a happy ending when you cannot see one suddenly.

My father fought in WW2 – just a boy like all the others. My mum was a little girl and but for him surviving that war I would not be typing this. He is long dead now – never saw a mobile phone nor the Internet. I’m pretty sure he’d be disgusted at us all.

My writing is a bit ‘off’ this week. My old laptop died. Another I wore out and though I have a second, the first will need replacing and honestly Today, I Can’t See The Point.

Don’t give up. It matters.

Hum. 😞. Not much. But I have to or the real dictators in this world win.

Fuck’em.