so how many weeks is it now?
The post claims that critical journalists are “missing the mood of this great country” by trying to “trip up” politicians about coronavirus. The post adds: “It is time you all changed your negative and political rhetoric for the health of this nation and start supporting our government.”
Where to start.
Well, it seems as though the author of this post – and in turn Lord Sugar – fundamentally doesn’t understand the job of journalists.
The whole point of journalism is to scrutinise people in power. To make sure they’re telling the truth. Or else we risk turning into a totalitarian state where all information is sanctioned and controlled by the government of the day.
I feel that as many have said, hindsight is a wonderful thing.
It is a horrendous virus that no one has a handle on. There is so
much information that scientists and politicians would wish to keep out of the
media, basically to not causing unbelievable panic.
But newspapers and broadcasters are trying to sell news, advertising
and increase views. They need to sensationalise everything.
Unfortunately it’s the way of the world.
Personally l think the government are doing a fairly good job
considering, but they could have done better with hindsight, but they didn’t
have a crystal ball.
On a more positive
note, we have been able to crack on with the garden, both the hidden and the
back garden. Although we have run out of the black Cuprinol Ducksback that we
paint the wood with. We tried locally and on line but to no avail. All the
DIY's seems out of stock, presume everyone is busy getting the odd jobs done,
the same as us.
Judith persevered
and kept searching on line, eventually coming up with a company in Folkestone.
The price was excellent and the shipping costs low. More importantly, royal
mail delivered all eight tins within five days.
Interesting image compared to the reality, not so impressive.
And the forecast for the following week isn't too bright either. The only day it shouldn't rain is Wednesday. But we live in a micro climate, so it could be back in the glorious Mediterranean sun by tomorrow. We can only hope.
We have all the timber for the fencing, it now only needs to be painted. Perhaps we will be fortunate enough to get it all done on Wednesday, if that is the only dry day this coming week.
Post for the screens fitted, waiting for the timbers to be ripped
into narrower strips and cut to size. But first we paint.
This section of the garden will be split into two. A gravel garden
with grasses and a Japanese themed garden. Should be fun.
Wild flowers along the edge are just appearing, although the deer have already taken the tops of the geraniums out the front.
Vegetable seedlings are just starting to come up. But its slow. Its taken some four weeks to germinate.
Completed the small patio in the hidden garden. Its the afternoon, early evening G&T area.
Its a veritable hot spot, no wind, just heat once the sun is out.
Still quite a bit of work to do. But time is on our side at present.
Its amazing how much sea traffic there is during this lockdown |
Fred our resident male pheasant keeps turning up for his food |
My bowl of sough dough Mother bubbling away ready for the next loaf. |
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Well it seems that a handful of demonstrators headed into the parks in London yesterday, Saturday 16th May. Fortunately, only armed with placards and banners and obscure messages adorning their clothing. Feel sorry for the police who had to put themselves in danger as they tried to usher the few though the masses of journalists and photographers.
The woodland garden and bird feeding station is doing an excellent job of putting us in touch with the local nature. Even though the deer seem to enjoy nibbling away at our plants.The female seems to be ready to pop. She has had twins most years. But l am not sure if its the mother who is pregnant or one of the offspring.
The male is still barking first thing in the morning. The only signs are the hoof prints left in the clay earth around our vegetable beds.
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