You've probably heard all the jokes by now, so I wont present any more as 'new' at the risk of testing your patience. My favourite is Elton John's song at the funeral: 'Sandle in the Bin'. Ha ha ha.
Me? I think its all a load of rubbish. How does a guy requiring regular kidney dialysis stay alive in the mountains of Afganistan for a decade? Loved the way he dyed his beard for his few television 'appearances' in the 2000s. Wouldnt think a devout Muslim guy would be using the Just for Men, would you? The dude has been stone dead for a while, so why has Obama cashed in his chips on OBL's most dangerous man in the world brand? Makes you think something dramatic is coming down the tubes pretty soon... God help us.
Meanwhile silver has taken an enormous hit - waterfall/cliff/freefall metaphors aside the POS has given back 25%+ and will probably do more before settling. And thats fine, I will add a few more pieces to my stash in the weeks to come. Might sell some if the value skyrockets next time.
In home news the apple 'tree' I planted has start to come to life. The tentative little leaf(lets?) are sprouting and it feels like a thrill. Every other day I walk into the garden, pick off any strands of spider webs, remove any weeds which have strayed into the flowerpot and just admire nature in action. On the other hand, the tomato seeds I pick up from the pound shop have refused to be so obliging. X and myself give them a drink and a prod once in a while, but no miracle of life from the windowsill growbag as yet.
A.
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