15th April, 2022.
It’s official: it’s now Good Friday.
Which means you can over-do the hot cross buns.
Unless you’re on a diet, or diabetic: you’ll have to have the low sugar, diabetic friendly ones.
Either way? Have a good day, if you’re marking it.
Just don’t end up getting menaced by Pierce Brosnan!
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Oh: JUST so you know?
I had my nephew, Jude, over, yesterday.
Yes: there’s another video.
He and Jaskaran both ended up shooting each other in a game of Minecraft.
Heigh ho!
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I follow the news: and can see, sometimes, where it goes.
Or, at least, where it’s been.
A day or two ago, I read that there’d been attempts to kidnap’s Germany’s health minister, whilst simultaneously causing severe power cuts. By a group calling itself the United Patriots.
It sounds potentially nasty.
But to me, having grown up hearing stories about World War Two?
Vaguely familiar.
Did you ever hear about the Beer Hall Putsch? The attempted coup led by Adolf Hitler, in 1923?
That’s the first thing I thought of, when I heard about the recent plot.
Very aware that — during his gaol sentence for the Putsch — Hitler wrote Mein Kampf: his poisonous autobiography, whilst in prison for the attempt.
Something he and the Nazis used as propaganda in their rise to power,
I can’t help but wonder what — given that — will happen to this lot.
I can only hope they don’t end up burning down the Reichstag …
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