Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
The News is Dead
No one is doing anything. It's eerie.
There is just nothing going on out there. Rome, Paris, Brussels and even London are ghost towns.
Why have I been wittering on about my hair appointments, pseudo-Norse/Anglo-Saxon poetry and recipes?
There's just no news.
Look, if you're at the beach and you see someone you recognise from the newspapers or Hansard or CNN, can you please give them a poke and see if they're planning on going back to work soon?
Tell them the journalists are all bored.
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Never any news in August.
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