All of these are connected in a random sort of way. The Anniversary was a splendiferous affair and the Sainted One pulled out all the stops, red roses, gifts and dinner at the in a very exotic venue. The only thing was that the conversation strayed to the subject of assisted suicide, this did not go down well with “moi” as I have always thought that was a tricky subject, and certainly not suitable for celebratory occasions . Then it strayed a little into the merits of the veil. Now this I have often thought might be very useful as one gets older, I suggested this as a possible subject for discussion and my reasons for the subtle use of this accessory and I got a rather suspicious glazed look, after that there was a rather frosty atmosphere. As a matter of fact I am reading a wonderful book suggested by my friend at John Sandoe , the best book shop in London ( the whole world in fact), it is written by Kurban Said ,a pseudonym. This is a narrative which comes at an understanding of Islam in a very gentle and authentic way. It is called Ali and Nino a must read.
This brings me to another of my splendid grandsons who is residing here before doing a doctor ship in river ecology; he is presenting a thesis on the coexistence of the Perch and the Water Flea, the latter has a spur on its back rendering it unpalatable for equine consumption . This to me illustrates perfectly the basic theory that we must all be coexistent which of course means tolerance, which is a fine thing; but whoever it was who robbed my surrogate mother’s grave of its beautiful black Marble headstone in a beautiful Sussex cemetery, will be for ever cursed for this act of vandalism. Read my lips, they will be, if the villain is chopping onions on it as we speak, they will weep bitter tears, and it won’t be the onions.