St Patrick's Day

Weather has veered from summer to chilly, but it will come back.

I saw in the news that Prince Charles and Camilla are visiting the States.  I thought she had been thrown out of the family for flattening Prince Philip, throwing her gin over him,  and calling him an old goat.   Not the way dear, sainted Diana would have behaved.

Started this yesterday when it was St Patrick's Day, but went to bed.

Was running round town.   Went to the hospital to see how Pattisue got on.  Her doctor had sent her to an ENT specialist for the swelling on her face, which I thought was odd as she has cancer, but the cynic in me thinks the doctors are milking the system for the benefit of the insurance companies (such is their health care here).   Anyway, she has an appointment this morning, Wednesday, with a doctor in the Cancer Dept., and said she might have a biopsy.   I wouldn't have thought that was necessary either, they all know what is wrong with her.

Was watching the news on tv.

Dear old Boris Johnson is still Mayor of London?   He practically succeeded Dick Whittington!!!   He was born in New York by the way, Boris Johnson that is.

A drunken Secret Service agent drove into a railing at the White House after a party, and the Director - the head honcho mind you - is dragged before a Committee and publicly humiliated and interrogated as to how and why it happened, because no one in Congress has ever done anything as stupid and ill advised as get drunk, so it is beyond their collective comprehension.   The Director was asked if he fired the agent and he replied that he didn't have the authority to do so - which I think came as a surprise to a lot of people.   (he was one of the very few people on television not wearing a green tie for St Patrick's Day, but considering the hot water he is in probably thought it inappropriate)

They call this public humiliation "transparency" and apparently it is supposed to be a GOOD THING, it is an oft bandied about word here.    I can't tell you what I call it........ words are failing me.

 

Parents are posting photographs of their children on Facebook which apparently is very BAD, so it warrants a research team studying the effects on the poor dears.

 

Now back to Wednesday morning and am off to the hospital for my chaplaincy round.