Swine flu

The English media--and probably the government--is making a huge fuss about swine flu. Dire prognostications of how many people will die from it. And there was a headline on the Daily Mail tabloid cover about British tourists possibly being stopped from travelling at the airport. Aaggh! Sheila and I quickly bought the paper, concerned that our trip to Portugal might be in jeopardy. The article actually verges on "yellow journalism"--exaggerations about how Britain is the most infected country (ummm, no, the statistics that are printed in that very article about other countries belie that) and that it's actually only being discussed that there will be screening at the airports. For now. I must admit it has me a bit concerned. I'm drinking my herbal tea, taking my vitamins, walking a lot and all that. But there are no guarantees. So we just proceed along and hope for the best.

As I was walking in Burnham today I heard the church bells ringing joyously. It has been so long since I've heard bells rung like that. So I thought that it must be a wedding and headed for St. Andrews. Sure enough there was. I'll post the photos I took over the wall later as they're on the Blackberry again. It looked to be a lovely wedding, the groom and his followers in top hats and tails, the bride in a strapless (brrrrr!) white gown with a train that she was having difficulties with on the grass. The guests in summery dresses, many with pretty hats. It's been ages since I've been to a wedding.

Last night's meal out at the Indian restaurant was terrific. We laughed a lot over old TV sitcoms that we remembered (Skippy the Bush Kangaroo, My Favorite Martian, George, the series about a St. Bernard in Switzerland--funny how many series were shown on both sides of the pond.) Then we went to karaoke night at the Somerset & Dorset pub. I was so, so tempted and I would have if someone would have gone up with me. The last karaoke I did was about 15 years ago in Hamilton, where Jean and another woman and I sang "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to." Remember that, Jean? Hilarious. I actually stayed out until midnight last night!!! And then couldn't get to sleep until 2.

We're out again tonight but I'll make it an early one as I'm going to church early--have a ride that's leaving at 8:15. So I'll come home at around 11 and try to be asleep by 12.