Christmas and New Year's greetings to my readers and thanks for all your comments during 2014.
I've just received a card from our local MP - I am in no way promoting this from a political standpoint
other than to say this guy has been a workaholic in our region for several years contributing to many local improvements, and in particular the saving of Kendal hospital where we are now on the way to securing a radiotherapy unit, saving people a 100 mile round trip to Preston.
The outside of the card is based on a competition for local childrens' art, and it is only on the inside that there is a happy family portrait (note the typical Springer Spaniel straining to be off) contrasting starkly with the recent self publicity and strangely miserable photograph from Blair. Ok, it is easy to be cynical, but the enclosed letter, for me, sends a message of genuine caring and a will to making a difference stemming from continuous hard graft rather than glory seeking. It's a shame we haven't got more MPs with this kind of dedication, regardless of the political agenda of their party (except for UKIP and perhaps one or two others!)
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More seasonal rambling.
Ok, I'm an old fuddy-duddy and of course a grumpy old man, but I find it hard to endure seasonal parties that become disco nightmares making conversation impossible, and displaying aged contemporaries who should know better gyrating and gesticulating like crudely made automatons.
My son who is now gone forty and probably closer in time to my viewpoint than the time when he was a legitimate partaker said to me recently at one such event, "let's get out of here before they start doing the conga".
What about the new buzz word? - redact, or should I say
I'm waiting for my first: amazing, robust, redacted, emotional roller coaster post, which will ensure that such a thing can never happen again"
. If it does happen (the post, or again), "my thoughts will be with the blogger and his (or her) family"
. Of course I am typing this prior to my broadcast, standing outside the headquarters of ConradWalks.Blogspot.Com
in lashing rain and darkness, round about midnight, wearing a fairly expensive suit protected only by a cheap umbrella lent to me by the sound recordist.
Once again, Merry Christmas everybody.