11th March, 2025: Rupert the Bear.
Right … it’s Tuesday … !
And … ?
I’ve officially put on weight: about a hundred grams: roughly a fifth of a pound.
I think I’m going to have to lay off the crisps …
~≈🥔≈~
I had another reason to go to town, yesterday: in the afternoon.
My left lens popped out.
In my spectacles.
I’m grateful my opticians were able to fix to, and do so for free.
But resent the fact I’ve had to go up Warley Hill twice in one day.
~≈🧗🏻♂️≈~
Hmmm …
Apparently, the Prime Minister, Keir Starmer, had a meeting with Labour MPs, last night.
And said that the Government is going to have to cut benefits, in order to reduces costs.
As one of the suggested ones is Personal Independence Payments, one of two benefits that I’m on?
I’m, understandably, concerned.
I know there’s a general attitude: that God — or the Government — giveth and taketh away … but it’s not something I like the sounds of.
~≈£≈~
Just as a last thought … ?
Long term regular, Olga, lives in Barcelona: and has visiting birds, visiting ocells, nesting in a tree outside her flat.
It’s official, I think: spring is on its way …
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