Wednesday, February 8, 2017

It's raining cat's and dogs

Fillon is now on the march. The Republican Party has fallen in instead of falling out. Everything is forgiven and forgotten. I can’t exactly hear the trumpets blowing or the drums beating but they are doubtless being drowned out due to the fact it’s raining cats and dogs. Perhaps Penelope could translate that into French, it’s beyond me.

Hope maybe on the way. The Russians. Well some are saying they are behind the latest rumors in the Anglo-Saxon press about Fillon’s main rival having a friend, a boy friend? I’m not familiar with the term one should use. Well so what’s new? Ah but Macron, the rival (political) in question has denied all. Well he had to or the missus would get rather uptight. Anyway  a politicians word is as good as…..

But perhaps the time has come to talk of other things;

“Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

Now that’s so much better than the politics we are being subjected to.

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