I’ve been trying to avoid the subject of Brexit. It’s been going on forever, in case you’ve forgotten the so called referendum took place in June 2016. Few knew what they were voting for and believed theΒ many lies they were told and here we are four and a half years later waiting to see what trade deals we will end up with, if any. BoJo said yesterday (Sunday) that a no deal scenario is still the “most likely”. Today (Monday) it was reported that the pound went up in value as hopes rise of a Brexit trade deal. There’s a lot of flying over the cuckoo’s nest.
London and other parts of the south east of England will join other areas in Tier 3 meaning that apart from your own household or bubble you can only meet in groups of six outside. All other mingling is forbidden. There will be no restaurants, pubs, cafes, gyms, theatres etc etc. Nothing, just go and sit on the grass with five other people in the middle of winter. I think it’s time to hibernate. While I’m on the subject I went for a walk into town with a friend on Saturday. We popped into a coffee place which was busy, in fact very busy. They didn’t seem to have made any effort to space out the tables and they were all full. This seemed to be allowed but I couldn’t say to that one friend, come up to my flat for a coffee or a bite to eat, it’s against the rules.
Monoliths continue to pop up around the world, some have been owned by artists who say they wanted to be part of the event. One has been seen on the top of a hill in Glastonbury and had the words “Not Banksy” although it also had a stencil drawing of a rat. Sadly the weather did not cooperate and it blew over soon after being erected. One in Australia was covered in cryptic coordinates which were codes for different locations around the world from the Pacific Ocean to an Egyptian desert. I’m hoping one will appear in Bournemouth gardens, it will make up for not having Xmas trees this year.
Banksy definitely painted on the side of a house in his home town of Bristol showing an old lady sneezing out her dentures which appear to knock over adjacent houses. An estate agent told the owner that their home which was already on the market could now be worth millions. The owner has spent money on having the painting covered with perspex and an alarm system but will have to wait to have the artist’s work officially valued.
I quite enjoy watching Antiques Road Trip but am intrigued by one thing that occasionally pops up. When the experts are trying to bargain with the dealer they are often told they can pay “so much for cash”. I have to wonder what the tax man thinks if he’s watching. Just saying…Β Good night bargain hunters everywhere.Β ππ΄π€π΄π
