thelifeofthefuneral

I have some things to get off my chest and what better way than howling into the abyss of the internet.  This may be rambling and given to hyperbole, but its my blog and if I can't give in to loquacity here, where can I? How did we get into this ridiculous situation? How did we ever think that even flirting with the idea of extricating ourselves from an infrastructure built on cooperation and trust, nearly 60 years old, was going to be anything but disastrous? I voted to "Remain" in the European Union in the 2016 Referendum. I voted to Remain because, at the core of it, I believe in a world where we are one race, one people; forward thinking, inclusive and progressive in our attitudes.  This is what we should be working towards. Is Britain Great? The cries of "I want my England back" are closely linked with the idea Imperialism.   The Empire is dead.   The lands and resources that made up The British Empire, taken almost entirely by force from an

This is going to be an odd post, and a little rambling perhaps...I apologise in advance. On Friday 30th November I lost another friend this year.  Only this one had four legs, a cold nose and a wagging tail. Jimmy. August/September 2013 I met my wife 5 years ago.  We began dating and I soon came over for dinner and to meet my future mother-in-law.  I was a little apprehensive, knowing that I can be abrasive and uncultured at times, and walking up to the door I was presented by a sound that had set my heart racing for a long time.  The baying of hounds.  Big, deep barks.  I spent my younger years terrified of dogs, and uneasy around them as I got older.  At the opening of the door, I looked for two Great Danes or German Shepherds and was instead greeted by Jimmy and Manny.  Two full-size, wire-haired Dachshunds.  Their bark is that of a much larger dog, and I soon discovered their personality was far larger than their stature suggested. I loved both dogs.  Manny, the olde