Castle Howard as the winter sun starts to set. A Friday school at home week finishing with a walk round a rather understated small abode.
Plenty of time for a walk , three completely missing lessons today. Maybe it’s a school day dedicated just to inner contemplation and finding oneself. What am I thinking, with this current bunch of lockdown partying crooks in charge of our country, they would more likely have sent the kids out as chimney sweeps or have used them as cannon fodder in some distant foreign land. There is no benefit this Government won’t cut, no important service they won’t hand over to rich buddies for profit. Next gravy train stop, the NHS. They already have removed our children’s rights to unrestricted travel, leisure and employment opportunities across 27 European countries. That kind of enlightened personal rights didn’t make Victorian Times so profitable for the few.
So as thoughts of a revolution rattled around a tired, disgruntled muppets head and Hawklad looked out for birds of prey, we walked and walked and …….
Look what we found….
The first Daffodils of the season here. Wow they are early for round here.
A reminder that this still can be wonderful life. Somethings still can’t be corrupted. At some stage the next generation will be in charge and thats why there is hope.