All The World's A Stage

After what seems a fairly long time my depression or Purple Doom has revisited me, ever since Saturday evening everything feels dark, dank and dismal. Despite having things to look forward to e.g. the G&S Sketch Show at Buxton's international G&S festival and other performances, along with hopefully another trip to France later in the year back to St Omer and Calais to shop and enjoy good food and wine etc, I'd rather right now shut myself down and hope to pass quietly into oblivion.

 

David Cameron our wonderful Prime Minister is a pratt. On Father's Day he declared in the press that "All absent fathers should be ostracised in the same way as drink-drivers are. He failed to say that there are many mothers who desert their children too. In some cases the desertion is for the better, I wish my father had deserted my mother as it would have meant I would not have suffered many years of sexual and physical abuse by him, his friends, our local RC priest who I went to for help and my headmaster too, I wasn't believed just abused by them too. All I can say to Mr Cameron is GET A LIFE AND GET BACK INTO THE REAL WORLD.