Apparently no one reads blogs anymore. In fact most people don't even know how to read road signs so we shouldn't expect too much of the general public. I don't mean road signs that tell you to moderate your speed or what speed you should be doing. Hardly anyone obeys those, well at least not here. I mean road signs put up by the builders in front of where we live just after they have plonked down loads of cement that say NO PISAR! or if you need a translation, DO NOT WALK HERE ON THIS FRESHLY LAID CONCRETE! The barriers put in place to prevent people walking on it were removed, said sign was read with disbelief and scepticism, and citizens started gingerely walking up the road leaving footprints behind that I imagine in a thousands years time archaeologists will look at, scratch their heads and say, ''those 21st century folk were a bit soupy''. Talking of dense, the UK seems to to be throwing up quite a few folk who can be loosely described as numbskulls. Switch the television on, have a butcher's at Twitter and there they all are, ruffling feathers or making them fly, alternatively going straight for the jugular. How do they find the time? It's taken me months to write anything as I have been too busy trying to stay alive in summer temperatures that now seem like a frenzied dream, keep the wolf from the door, and just generally cope with my insane family. More about them when the time is ripe.......