Thought For The Week
T'ee er n'akin scaa agh t'ee foast bio.
[She has seen a ghost but she is still alive.]
Going Down In Blames?
Some of you may recall the report last June of the four year old
who tragically drowned at Portheras Cove near Pendeen. At the inquest in Truro
this week the boy's mother called for better signs to alert bathers to the
dangers of swimming at beaches.
Why?
What difference would it make?
I suppose it might make it easier for someone to blame everyone
else for the fact that they took a four year old to a beach that is directly
open to the ATLANTIC OCEAN (the existence of which, I think, is fairly well
documented) and ignored the signs that said the beach was closed to bathers (due
to shipwreck debris).
I fail to see how any measures taken down here can save people
from their own stupidity and negligence.
(Half) Terms Of Endearment!
There. Conclusive proof that god doesn't like emmets. Here we
are, it's half term and .....
..... the weather is nearly as feral and laniferous as the
Shauns.
When you see the bedraggled families trudging soggily through
the wind and rain and think that they are paying hundreds of pounds for the
privilege of this experience, well ....., you've got to laugh, haven't you? I'm
sure god does!
Ship-Shaped And Bristol Fashion?
Hm. Has one of our regular correspondents been keeping secrets
from us? Can we look forward to more direct visitations? Can I get a decent
haircut?