A Glorious Sunday!
A week today is Mrs OR's open day for the NGS and I am very busy being under gardened! She really has it looking so splendid and I am quite bursting with pride. Furthermore, changing out of early morning Church kit, I caught a pounding of the last Labour Chancellor. What a stuttering and small town solicitor he really, really is. Still, was delightful to watch. Then Lord of The Pies Prezza is going round slagging off Hutton for taking the Queen's shilling. Precious and hilarious ignorance and hypocrisy. Above all else, the sunlight is bathing the countryside in the most special hue and I shall soon be at work helping to mold Mrs OR's vision and passion.
Best of all, we are no longer under the Socialist yolk of bitterness and envy. We may even be approaching a sustained recovery in our nation's confidence and work ethic. Something seemingly despised and ruined by Labour. Yup, life under anybody but Gordon or Banana, priceless!! Have a great Sunday!