Ominous

Ominous clouds on the horizon. Sure enough, the rain started as I walked to the first tee so it was on with the jacket. Then off with it when the sun came out, on again, off again, on, off …. and stayed off. It’s that time of year. No such swings with the golf though which was off the whole time!
Down the Tiq tonight and it was hooching with a big do on one side and everyone else crammed into the other side. Anyway, we got a table after a while, settled in and discussed the important matters of the day; the Jambos defence (gone missing), why Scottish teams are generally rubbish in Europe, record player maintenance, the Chancellor (gone missing). Yep, poor old Kwasi does his boss’s bidding and gets his jotters as Trussonomics becomes Underthebusonomics. In the immortal words: Oh dear, What a shame, Never mind.