In the glen

With a restless night in hand I fell to sleep around 5/6 this morning and then woke at 9.05am. It felt strange that I had missed the Today programme and had not a clue what was going on in the world. It made me think of all the things that may have occurred but in order to do that one has to have a negative outlook to life, for when do glad tidings or comical things ever get reported as the main topics of the day. So instead I phoned my own news correspondent Donald and basically a man living in France would not be able to fly to the US with Trumps ban on anything Europe venturing on his soil and so the man is firstly flying to London and then buying a ticket from there.



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