Room with a View

With what seemed like a Glastonbury festival going on in the Meadows last night with not a copper in sight and a midden of rubbish left behind for the refuse cleaners to pick up a 6:30 this morning, I have to think that the words of Matt Hancock and Jason Leach are falling on deaf ears. With no public toilets available, the streets around the Meadows were used as convenient urinals.

Having said that people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones and so I will gloss over my breaking of the rules allowing me to blip a view to die for if you happen to be one of the Merry Widows restricted by lockdown. If it were my view I wouldn’t need a TV.