Cowart's Common Room
Well I do hope that resident owl has been able to pass a satisfactory night, albeit in a state of high anxiety and that things are quiet and on the mend on the Norfolk front this fine sunny morning. Did we all go to Paris yesterday, or was it a dream. I heard as we were about to land that a policeman, no doubt with a wife and young family had been shot by a suspected bearded lunatic, within a stone's throw of where we would have headed had the world of yesterday evening been real and not virtual.
At such uncertain times, compounded by elections bursting around us here, there and everywhere like a species of artillery barrage, we need an image warm and comforting to remind us that we have only to reach out in our minds to touch each other and to support each other and to make each other laugh - and that can be no bad thing.