11th May 2020

Darling Paloma, I am not sure I understood what the Prime Minister was telling us yesterday. He addressed the nation early evening. It was not live, as expected, but pre-recorded. The afternoon light was still glinting through the windows in the background. A live performance would have given it more focus or perhaps intensity. Instead,Continue reading “11th May 2020”

7th April 2020

Darling Paloma He’s been looking worn out. His daily briefings have been difficult to watch. He was as white as a shroud but still tried to give that look of such self assurance. And yet when he turned to leave, his shoulders slumped and he slunk away like a retreating army. I’m sure I wasn’tContinue reading “7th April 2020”