We’ve got a really weird Prime Minister and my secret addiction #diary
My pledge for this week is to put on some makeup and get my photo taken, I look so wretched on most of them as I’m just not vain. But vanity is sometimes such a good thing as it’s good to make the effort. I am capable of being well presented. But I’d rather make my space pretty. Sigh … Balance!
I’ve bought myself the best thing ever. I’ve got an ice machine. I do have an addiction to ice. Really … it’s true. Local stores buy more in to cater for me so they’ll now have a surplus. I eat/drink a bag of ice every two days. I can’t drink cold drinks without ice in them and lots of it. Not sure where this all came from but it’s always been the same. I’ve left bars and restaurants if they’ve no ice.
Bit of useless information.
Anyway, I don’t talk so much about politics – happiness is getting bigger than that. But I am really embarrassed about our Prime Minister who runs the country on a minority vote. Her name is Theresa May.
She says there’s no magic money tree then gives 1 billion UK pounds to Northern Ireland but won’t look after our children. She won’t grant payment for parents to afford to give their children a basic funeral. It sounds ridiculous but it’s true.
She says she will leave no stone un-turned with regard to a tragic fire in the UK that killed many people. Yet she has not once visited them to offer support.
During her election campaign she visited Leeds and all the staff at the building were asked to leave. No-one could ask questions. She brought in her own team and pretended it was a campaign. It was all lies. I don’t like lies. It’s an awful example.
The list is endless, it really is quite baffling. She’s well spoken and wears designer clothes, that’s about all she feels is needed to run the country. Very disappointing.