Good Riddance

I googled "ratbag" and was surprised by the variety of definition and derivation. Consistently, however, all synonyms could readily be applied to the laughing stock of a Parliament which finally ended it's woeful session. Astonishingly, 46 " honourable" members abstained on a vote for a general election- even a Turkey would have a view on the forthcoming festival and feast. The undisguised relish with which every impediment placed upon the government by the TV media has become sickening to watch. Nobody, it seems, is prepared to defend our future in the EU. How will we deal with the policy of ever closer union? What will become of our hard-earned budget rebate?  Are we destined to pin our security hopes on the fanciful European Army? When will we be obliged to join the Euro? How could we ever trust our European "partners" again after the disgraceful and disdainful way we have been treated?

In desperation, I went for a walk with a friend who knows almost everything about wildlife and nature. In glorious weather I spotted my first Peregrine Falcon and marvelled at the precision of the formation of six Gannets, neatly arranged in echelon port. So much better for the soul than listening to the sanctimonious ratbag in Westminster?