I heard the news today

So we learn, we live. we live, and then no one will let you die, and then we learn, but then sometimes we hear on the Mother Mary gob shite tinker grapevine that hell has designed and built a host of new found shocking possibilities and handed to someone I know.

This friend over yonder does absolutely certainly does not deserve to be dealt those cards. 

What kinda a hell bent bunker of trouble does my friend need and why by some random logic I think she could/should have been spared the grief and paperwork 

So with this in my mind 

If we choose to take a risk is it a gamble?

When a dog is let off a leash in a remote part of Scotland do they not look like compulsive gamblers?

Can you preserve chutney in the freezer?

Distance is geography at its worst