On the political landscape (is there any other in this country I ask myself) voters are turning out in New Hampshire to this caucus thing, which looks like an election, but isn't - or at least I don't think so - but people seem to be casting votes. Whatever it is, I can't get my head round it.
Personally, I am waiting for something interesting to happen. Like Hilary Clinton being indicted, but apparently lying doesn't count, and if she is indicted for allowing the Chinese and Russians to hack into her unsecured server, placing the nation's national security in jeopardy (which the FBI have said she did) she warned - very loudly and forcefully from a dais - that there are others involved and they had better be indicted too. I don't get that. Either she is innocent, and has nothing to worry about, or she is guilty and so are others, and they had better get their just desserts as well. I am still trying to figure that.
Anyway, back from the political scene to Shrove Tuesday. I went to Emmanuel this evening where the Youth of the church were making and serving pancakes in aid of their summer camp. I'd mentioned to Beth the other day that in England our supermarkets would be piled up with lemons and sugar, because that is how we eat them (and I put a lemon in my pocket) but when I walked into the hall Beth led me over to the table and showed me a plate of cut up lemons "just for me". Wasn't that kind? There was also lots of different fruits, and maple syrup, and sausages and bacon.
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