No, not the financial crisis, but about my golf form. I have played well three times in a row, which means that the Form Wheel has reached the top and will now inexorably turn down. I would like it to pause at the top (apogee?) for a bit longer because I got my travel papers today - I would prefer not to make an arse of myself with a crowd of strangers in Spain.
Brighton dropped in for DBB last night. Jake stayed with me while T & S went to see Stevie Wonder at the Dome. (There's no accounting for tastes.) Then they all went off early to school and w**k. It's all right, folks, I'll clean up. The apple pie was good. It's the first one I have made in over twenty years, because tarte tatin has always come first on my very limited list of puddings.
This morning I went to get my Zoladex implant - every three months for three years. That was jab number three, so I have nine more to go. Nursie told me that they cost £300 a pop. No wonder the NHS is skint. Buy shares in pharmaceuticals!
I have a couple of questions about the Somali pirates who have seized a Ukrainian ship loaded with Russian tanks which are supposed to be going to Kenya. Who do the tanks actually belong to? You really wouldn't want to upset the Russians. Have they been paid for? And if so, by whom? And the ransom demand - $30 million or something. How would it be paid? Used $50 bills? Bank transfer? I'd give the ship back pronto and say "It wasn't me, guv, honest (or do they still say tovarich?).
The monster financial uproar reminded me (not that I was there, I just read about it later) of the practices leading up to the Great Depression. The word would go out on Wall Street that "There's a bear raid on Radio" and all the short sellers would jump on board. Market disaster. Old man Kennedy had made so much money that Roosevelt, as part of his New Deal, was able to persuade him to assist the new Securities and Exchange Commission. The classic example of poacher turned gamekeeper - Kennedy knew how to stop the rot that he has massively helped to cause.
Of course it wasn't so simple. It took a world war, twenty years of misery, and about 50 million dead to restart everything.
I'm not planning ahead beyond 7.50am on the first tee tomorrow.
