There was a full moon last night. It was still visible early this morning as I strode along my usual footpath. Mist was rising from the fields as if drawn towards the moon directly above them. When I reached the top of the hill the sun had risen. It shone with a yellow glow through the trees. Beautiful.

There was a story in the news about a 93 year old woman who had bronchitis and difficulty getting up from chairs. Social Services wouldn't provide her with a special chair costing £1000 that would make her life easier. She and her daughter were annoyed by this. The reporter said, without elaborating, that the old woman had worked hard all her life, as if this made her a deserving case. Everyone is so strapped for cash these days that soon old folk will be lucky to qualify for incontinence pads.

Thought for today
Something unpleasant is coming when men are anxious to tell the truth.
Benjamin Disraeli (1804& - 1881) The Young Duke, 1831