I hope my mum will forgive me for putting a picture up of her without her express permission. Were it not for failing eyesight, she would have mastered the internet by now (and have substituted the picture for one when she was 21!).
She’s also been extremely tolerant of my need to travel and live my own life but there comes a time when we all need to measure up to what onwards and upwards really means. Fortunately, Croatia has taught me a few life lessons.
Prince Charles delivered a lecture tonight that started off as promising but ended up as thoroughly confusing and wordy. It belonged in the reign of “library” talks - important stuff but we all know the facts of global warming and nature’s imbalances. PC, for all my rapt attention and respect as a royalist, lost me.
Ivo Sanader, the Prime Minister of Croatia resigned last week with an explanation as weak as the global economy. It seems like Croatia is not holding him to account, any more than the world seems to be interested in it.
I think/hope Prince Charles was saying “get real”. The fervour was probably there, as was the eloquence of the delivery, but where were the action points for us lesser mortals?.
In the meantime, if Prince Charles, or Mr Sanader, are not able to offer any “deliverance from evil” (exit strategies!) then I will continue to have to strive to work it out for myself, my friends and family, along with the rest of the newly impoverished “middle world”.
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Veronica, pictured next to my mum, remains greatly missed.
