No tears for Truss...

An incompetent, clueless, arrogant Prime Minister who lasted just a few weeks. Now the Conservative Party will select a successor, from among their warring factions. What's that proverb about fish rotting from the head downwards?  We're seeing it in action.

Today's rotting quince is one of the ones high up the tree, that Richard and I couldn't reach. Some land as windfalls, and I rescue them for pies and purees. Perhaps birds and bugs will enjoy the rest.

Am going to lie down in a darkened room for a bit now, and resist the urge to listen to any more news, at least for an hour or two :-)