Tackling the big issues
Jul. 30th, 2008 12:20 pmIt's dark when I get up these mornings. The first thing I do (under threat of leg-scratching) is go to the pantry and get breakfast for Miss Pink. The pantry has a funny little window at the back, which has, these past few mornings, perfectly framed the Southern Cross picked out in white on a cloudless, blue-black sky. This pleases me greatly.
The local paper has a weekly letters to the editor column and also, sadly, a daily texts to the editors column complete with SMS spelling. The texts today were a mixed bag: a few responding to items in yesterday's paper, a couple about a long-term parking dispute and one completely out of the blue:
KFC dinner for two with 5 pieces of chicken wat a joke how do u split the 5th piece
Yes, my local paper: tackling the issues the other media just won't touch.
What else is happening? Oh, the fence. Months ago, part of the back fence was blown down on an unusually windy (even for us) day, and I've been waiting all this time for my neighbours to get a quote from their preferred builder. But now there is obviously action afoot. I came home the other day to find the rest of the fence has been completely dismantled, so my back garden now opens directly onto their back garden. I don't like it, I must say. I feel so exposed. It also appears that the fence is a territorial marker between the magpies that live in my garden and the magpies that live in their garden. With no fence to contain hostilities, they have been venturing into enemy territory, so the past few days have been marked by regular outbursts of affronted carolling and occasional aerial dogfights.
The local paper has a weekly letters to the editor column and also, sadly, a daily texts to the editors column complete with SMS spelling. The texts today were a mixed bag: a few responding to items in yesterday's paper, a couple about a long-term parking dispute and one completely out of the blue:
KFC dinner for two with 5 pieces of chicken wat a joke how do u split the 5th piece
Yes, my local paper: tackling the issues the other media just won't touch.
What else is happening? Oh, the fence. Months ago, part of the back fence was blown down on an unusually windy (even for us) day, and I've been waiting all this time for my neighbours to get a quote from their preferred builder. But now there is obviously action afoot. I came home the other day to find the rest of the fence has been completely dismantled, so my back garden now opens directly onto their back garden. I don't like it, I must say. I feel so exposed. It also appears that the fence is a territorial marker between the magpies that live in my garden and the magpies that live in their garden. With no fence to contain hostilities, they have been venturing into enemy territory, so the past few days have been marked by regular outbursts of affronted carolling and occasional aerial dogfights.