I CAN WRITE FLUENT GIBBERISH, TOO

I have a time-consuming job on this week, so the next few entries will be done in rather a rush. Possibly gibberish; perhaps genius. Who knows? Let’s see …

There are catastrophes and there are catastrophes. No sooner has Boris Johnson become Mayor Of London than there’s a cyclone. God help London. And God help those poor survivors who are relying on Burma’s military leaders to allow in international aid. Like tyrants everywhere they don’t want the world to know what they are up to.

Which just goes to prove there are worse options than Boris.

Mmm. Gibberish-ish.