Do You Want War or Candy Floss?

Hi Everyone

It seems hard to believe that it is four years this week since Russia started its illegal invasion of Ukraine. I clearly remember saying in my Rubbish that we must do everything necessary to ensure that the country remains a free, democratic and independent nation, and I put the logo I Support Ukraine on my blog home page. I am not sure that countries have done everything to support Ukraine, but if Putin is allowed to claim any sort of victory, he will be back for more later. For my part, I am pleased to have been involved in five small projects where we have had direct contact with people in Kyiv. As I said, they were relatively small projects, but for me, the most important thing is that their battle for independence has not been forgotten, and that we are supporting them in any way we can.  

In my action packed and interesting Rubbish last week, I forgot to mention that during the week it was Shrove Tuesday or pancake day as it was more popularly known. As children at our local Junior school, it was a special day as we were given a half day holiday so that we could spend the afternoon at Pat Collins Funfair. My friend and I set off with our two shillings (10p in new money) that would buy us at least four rides, a go on the rifle stall and a large stick of candy floss . The bus to get to the fair cost 1p each way, so like most of the rest of the school, we walked the three miles there and back. After an afternoon of being thrown about on the rides, it was back home for pancakes. The Senior Partner would prepare the batter before making each pancake in the hot frying pan. The idea was to cook the pancake on one side before, with a flick of the wrist, tossing the pancake up in the air to land back in the pan on the other side. I am not sure whether the Junior Partner fared any better, but my pancake usually arrived in at least six pieces before being flavoured with the juice of a dinged lemon and a pinch of sugar. We still have our pancakes each year, but now more usually ready made, and inevitably in a plastic pack from the supermarket before being warmed in the microwave. The good news is that the pancake now arrives on the plate in one piece with the juice of a whole fresh lemon and as much sugar as I want.Sadly, the Pat Collins funfair has not been around for many years, and my days of being thrown around on the rides are over. Happy days.

I thought that Trump was desperate for a Nobel Peace Prize, but now it seems that he has started a war of his own with the help of that dubious leader in Israel. In addition, it seems that this latest action may even contravene international law. Where this one will lead to is anyone's guess, but maybe he has had a dream that it will all end better for him than it did in Vietnam,  Iraq, and Afghanistan. The sooner he goes back to cheating at golf, the better.

Just a Thought:

Pancake day is every day if you believe.

My friend was fired from his job operating rides at a funfair. His solicitor has advised him to sue for funfair dismissal.  

The hardest part of peacemaking is pretending the ceasefire actually exists.

Brian