And Then A Special Day...

   Further to the Autumn Statement, or winter budget whatever you choose to call it  and as you absorb the spot you got and the rash you’ll have taken back and watching all the well-er-umming  on your televisual receiving implement, pause and rejoice during this so special day.
   And that would be? Oh, come on, it’s Men’s Day... One word of caution, I can’t confirm if this is for men of colour only or if we can all join in. Me? I took a chance and celebrated by dancing round the house, goofy grin in place, doing the dusting. Okay, not really.
   So far, so wot? I then discovered this link which is so much more important in this wondrously modern world wot we are living in right now.
” A “man-day” is something we can use to talk about the amount of work someone can do within a certain period. However, the usage of the word “man” in this phrase can be insensitive.”
   I checked the horizon but could see little to no hope incoming.

    In other ‘news’ I see some jamboree kicks-off on Monday in a land far away. Not sure if this is to do with football, alcohol abstinence  or LGBTQUERTY ‘rights’. Whatever, a miss is wot I’ll be giving it.
   It also seems our{?} Prime Minister is in Ukranky. You think he’s gone there to try and find out where his share of all that crypto cash has gone?

Quote;  Maya Angelou.

“How important it is for us to recognize and celebrate our heroes and she-roes.”