Yesterday was a day when the carers were again scheduled to come at 7.20am in the morning which means that I needed to get up an hour and a half earlier – consequently, I do not think that I slept particularly well because perhaps because I was conscious of the fact of an earlier start this morning. We generally do not make a trip out on a Sunday morning as later in the day, we often receive a visit from our University of Birmingham friend to which we always look forward. The political agenda in the forthcoming week is probably dominated by the visit that Keir Starmer is due to pay to the White House on Thursday. There is a consensus view that the UK Prime Minister will have to approach this meeting with the utmost delicacy, expressing warm words for the president in public (for the sake of the cameras) but perhaps informing Trump in private conversations that some of his ideas are actually quite mad, as well as being illegal (for example, emptying Gaza of Palestinians, ending the Ukraine war by appeasing Russia and getting American hands on mineral deposits) President Macron of France will precede Starmer by meeting with Trump on Monday and no doubt the European leaders will have got their act together to deliver a uniform European view. The whole meeting is characterised by an analogy that was used in the run up to the election i.e. a Ming Vase moment when, in this thought experiment, one has to walk very carefully across a room bearing a priceless Ming Vase but frightened to death of dropping it. The Brits always like to talk about the ‘special relationship’ that the UK has with the USA but the Americans never do unless they have been reminded by their own diplomatic staff. In the case of the Trump coterie, I doubt that he words will ever enter their heads and, in any case, the Trump administration is probably of the mindset that Europe if now ‘finished’ and not worth bothering with. Sky News have broadcast a long, rambling and sometimes incoherent speech by Donald Trump full of uncheckable facts and some pure venom and he termed anything in the previous administration pursuing probably quite centrist policies such as the US Aid programme as ‘radical Left Marxists’ In an act of pure vindictiveness, he has denied ex-President Jo Biden any access to government papers which is a customary right bestowed on all past presidents and has threatened to go after any members of the judiciary who had overseen any actions against Trump in the past. So much for the ‘separation of powers’ between the legislative and judicial arms of government.

Mid morning our University of Birmingham friend called around, as is often the case on Sunday mornings. We nearly always have an academic topic that we need to discuss with each and yesterday a lot of our attention was devoted to problems of measurement. We both have an interest in this even though we come from very different academic traditions and we explored the concept of reliability vs. accuracy. I had a vague remembrance of a diagram which explained these concepts perfectly, using the example of arrows hitting a target butt. Fortunately, I managed to find a website that illustrated these points where a measure could be reliable (consistent in the results) but consistently wrong as in arrows that cluster closely together but off the bull’s eye. As opposed to this, we have results that are regarded as accurate but re rather inconsistent. My friend was going to do a bit of reading around these concepts and explore them further with another friend with whom he was having similar discussions. My friend do not mind the fact that this academic interest of ours could be regarded as a little ‘nerdish’ but I recall well the incident were an accountant who was supervising one of our placement students when discussing her work in general was bemoaning the fact that she had no real concept of the approximate magnitude e.g. of an invoice which came before them. He uttered the observation which I have. not forgotten that the student had the facility to be ‘precisely wrong instead of approximately correct’, perhaps because she was one of the generations who had used calculators all of their lives. Actually, when working out anything, it is always a good idea to have an approximate answer to a question so that one is not wildly wrong but in the right ballpark. Towards lunchtime. my son and his wife called round to see us and I explained to them what was happening with the mistaken direct debit issue with Worcestershire County Council. We then did a few experiments to see if I could get my main computer to use ‘Siri’ to locate a misplaced phone and we managed to get this working to get us out of accidental misplacements in the future.

We had some lunch where I was pleased to able to get most of it inside Meg whilst we were watching the Italy France 6 Nations rugby match. Despite Italy being one of the weakest teams in the tournament, they played with a great deal of panache (appropriately against the French) and actually scored two tries in the first half. As a team, they are improving season by season and beat Wales a fortnight ago to mark a new ‘low’ for Welsh rugby. The weather yesterday proved to be very windy and showery, and I was relieved that it was not a kind of day when Meg and I usually take a trip out. The very likeable male Asian carer came around in the afternoon and I assisted him in getting Meg hoisted into her chair in the lounge/bedroom. He was going to goo with a friend to visit an Italian restaurant so we were discussing the type of Italian food in which he might be interested. Steering away from the spaghetti bolognese, I thought he might like to try a Carbonara or, in fact, anything with either fish or mushrooms in it, both of which make Italian food very interesting.

Last night myself and the carers were in some disarray wondering whether or not Meg’s hospital bed which failed to function as it would receive any attention before Meg’s bedtime. The engineer who had conducted the routine test on the bed only about a fortnight before turned up having been phoned at home by the firm responsible for the bed. Actually the village of Catshill is only a couple of miles distant whilst the other on duty engineer was in Stoke on Trent. The engineer discovered that a key transponder unit had failed which meant that the bed could not be raised or lowered but other sections of the bed could be made to work. New unit would take a week to arrive so the carers would have to work with the bed at an intermediate height for several days. Although this whole incident was unfortunate, I was still very pleased to see the engineer at relatively short notice as I only phoned the firm sometime after 5.00pm after we had discovered that it had failed and I am sure we can out up with some inconvenience for a few days. I am relieved that the weather this morning has turned up so much milder but at the price of some gusty rain (of which there is an 18% chance) so I shall have to make a judgement call whether or not to give Meg a quick push down the hill to collect our newspaper. The wind direction might also be a critical factor because if it is behind us on the way back, this is much more tolerable and easier to cope with than if the wind is blowing from the West. The political news this morning relates to the question whether the far-right political leaders in this country, such as Nigel Farage the leader of the Reform party will endorse the oft repeated claim by Donald Trump that the Ukrainian leader is a dictator. Nigel Farage has said Volodymyr Zelenskyy is not a dictator and everything Donald Trump says should be taken ‘truthfully not literally which seems a weasle form of words if ever I heard any. The Reform UK leader also said he did not think Ukraine started the war with Russia and claimed Mr Trump was talking about ‘causal factors’ when he suggested as such. Meanwhile Priti Patel who would normally be a Trump acolyte has agreed with the Nigel Farage view, so we now have the interesting scenario where even the far right in this country safe having to disavow some of the wilder statements that Trump makes. Meanwhile, in the US a prominent magazine an artificial image has been shown of Trump actually wearing a crown and called a ‘King’ which given the broad sweep of American history appears preposterous. Meanwhile on our own continent the Germans are having an election in which the German Far Right (Alternative for Germany) is expected to do extraordinarily well. The Far Right is being assisted by a massive Russian disinformation campaign as well as the active endorsement of the American vice-president, J D Vance and a welter of social media. All of this amounts to as clear a meddling in the internal elections of a European country as it is possible to see but the Far Right has been so emboldened by the Trump presidency that there are no practical restraints on it any more. Finally on this topic, I am pleased to see that the Sky News presenter, Sophie Ridge whose style of journalism I like and admire is now publicly calling for the Trump lies and fulminations to be ‘called out’ which is something that most politicians close to government are failing to do.

It is said that troubles come in threes but this morning the reverse turned out to be true as I had three pleasant surprises in the morning. I had decided it was a bit too windy to expose Meg to the elements so I was just on my out in the car to collect my daily newspaper when I received a phone call from my University of Birmingham friend. We are always pleased to see him so we had an enormously pleasant chat, aided by coffee and some remnants of chocolate cake. In the middle of his visit, the engineer called round with a whole new ‘transponder’ unit (I think they are called) which might or not work in the hospital bed. The engineer fitted the new unit and it worked perfectly so the bed is now fully restored to functionality. Naturally, I thanked the engineer effusively and am so grateful for his prompt attention – and this was the second of the good things that happened this morning. Lastly, I had a canvas from a very nice lady who, as it happened, was campaigning for a seat on the County Council and she has a fair chance of retaining this. Several years ago, I had leafletted for her predecessor (which she did not know) but was grateful for my offer of support in the future (but not the immediate future, because of Meg which she well understood) I told her about the direct debit fiasco with Worcestershire County Council and she was horrified. As it happens, she has very good relations with a County Councillor from the governing party who is in a position to make representations on my behalf. So I am going to write a long email to the lady who canvassed me this morning and she assured me that she would follow it through and make sure that I received some satisfaction in how this particular mistake was to be rectified.

I am cooking a basa fillet for lunch which I discovered lurking in the far recesses of the freezer and I am going to cook it, now that it defrosted, in the same way that I used to cook sea-bream fillets. Doing some reading around the subject, it appears that this fish whilst cheap may be subject to industrial contaminants if farmed in South East Asia, so despite saying ‘Responsibly sourced’ I think I will not buy this product again. The carers are not due to call until way past our normal lunchtime today and I needed to help out with helping the one care assistant this morning because of staffi

Yesterday, we awoke to a temperature of 12° which sounds unbelievable after what seems to be a long winter. But I think this one-off high temperature is a bit of a blip and will not be sustained and presages the start of some windy and wet weather. Thursdays are my shopping days so I will be able to sample the weather first hand when I go out for my weekly venture. The previous evening I had along chat with my University of Winchester friend whose wife is also very ill so we WhatsApp each other quite regularly to exchange news and to give ourselves bits of mutual support. I read this morning that a plan that Starmer is to put to Trump is that there will be a British contribution to a pan-European force which will be deployed not as peacekeepers but as a ‘reassurance’ force to guard major cities, ports and nuclear infrastructure. If, of course, the Russians to withdraw and cease their military activity on any deal that emerges, then such a ‘reassurance force’ would actually have nothing to do but all of these smacks of tokenism to the highest degree. Whether Starmer is able to dissuade Trump from his stated view that the Ukrainian leave is a dictator with only 4% public support and ‘starting’ the war by not standing up to Russia at the time of the invasion is unlikely – the world has been listening to Trump with increasing incredulity as not a hint of criticism of Putin is evident. Eventually, the world will call out the madness of these Trump utterances, but the world leaders seem to mutter their disagreement rather than make the forthright replies of disagreement which is called for. Starmer has spoken with Zelenskyy, the Ukrainian leader, to reassure him that the world, unlike Donald Trump, does not regard him as a dictator as under wartime conditions, the Ukraine have suspended elections which is exactly what Churchill did in the UK during WWII.

I got my shopping done expeditiously this morning and Meg’s sitter was the young male Asian carer of whom we are actually quite fond. He insists on buying us some goodies from Greggs from whom he orders his own lunch. Eventually he was joined for a normal lunchtime call by another young female Asian carer who has just started work for the company. The two carers had not met before but realised that their ancestors hailed from the same part of the Asian sub-continent. I asked the young carer if she had ever paid a visit to the country from whence her parents originated and she indicated that she came from Bengal. I always thought of Bengal as being a part of India whereas the young worker seemed to identify with Pakistan. When I enquired further about the country of origin of her parents, she told me that Bengal was an independent country ‘ as it has its own flag and everything’ When the carers had departed I did a quick bit of research and confirmed my suspicions that Bengal was not an independent country. But what I discovered was at the time of partition in 1947-48, Bengal as it then existed was split into West Bengal which remained a province of India and East Bengal which became part of the new Pakistan. So I told both of these young people about the partitioning of India and of the book by Salman Rushdie: Midnight’s Children of which they had not heard. This then raised an interesting philosophical question in my mind as to who bears the responsibility for ensuring that young people are aware of their own cultural heritage – does the responsibility lie with the educational system or is with the parents who might even have the haziest knowledge themselves of their own heritage. In the case of Bengal , one can imagine why there might be some confusion but I feel it is important that young people are taught some of the rudiments of British colonial history and our part in shaping (if that is the right adjective) the destinies of so many people. To elaborate this point, the British did ship workers from the Asian sub continent to work the tea and coffee plantations in places such as Kenya and the Asians developed from this to become the entrepreneurial class of Eastern Africa.

This afternoon, I scoured the TV schedules to see what might have been shown last night that we could catch up today. Channel 5 had broadcast the original of ‘Bridget Jones Diary’ so I thought we would start to watch this but Channel 5 had not made it available to watch just yet. So Meg and I watched a compilation programme that had been made of some of the choicest scenes from Fawlty Towers with some words of explanation and commentary and this kept us entertained until the carers arrived for Meg’s teatime call. Today, I cooked a dinner of the remains of the beef joint from the weekend with some baked potato and green beans and was relieved to see that I managed to get all of Meg’s portion safely within he.

A sort of calamity has hit us late in the day. Meg’s specialised bed had failed to operate correctly which means that it is difficult for the carers to get her to bed because she has to be undressed and washed when the bed is at the wring height. If the worst comes to the worst, the workers will have o attempt this on her knees but, of course, they might refuse. I telephoned the company who have responsibility for the bed and they may be able to get an engineer out this evening or they may not. So this is all very unsettling because I do not know if anything can be done and Meg is generally fast sleep by 7.00pm. Meg has had a fairly awake day today which means she is bound to be tired so we shall just have to see what the two evening carers make of the situation. When electrical equipment of this nature fails, one always feel a little helpless and there is not even a short term fix that I can deploy I tried the ‘reset functions’ that the engineer instructed me in when the bed was serviced a couple of weeks ago but this failed to work. We even tried switching everything off and then back on again and this, too, failed to work.

Without wishing to sound too presumptive, I often wonder what I would actually do if I were the Prime Minister of the country, faced with the problems now confronting us in the new world order. It seems to be particularly ironic that we left the EU and tried to position ourselves as a power between Europe on the one hand and the USA on the other, when it is increasingly evident that we are in for a period of massive isolationism and we can no longer think of the USA as a power that will be there to defend our democracy and European value. In fact, I heard a comment last night n the TV which indicated that in the USA mindset the whole purpose of the EU was just an institution set up to annoy and act as a countervailing economic power to the USA. So, if I were Prime Minister, I would two things almost immediately. The first thing would be to organise a meeting of all of the European finance ministers and organise a joint and Europe-wide increase in VAT and make plain to he electorate that this was an emergency measure to fund the increase in our armed forces that have been hollowed out of late and would have to be especially re-approved by Parliament year by year and would be removed as soon as the threat level from Russia had diminished to some extent. Then I would make a COVID-style address to the nation explaining that we all needed to face a small temporary drop in living standards for a year or so (incidentally forcing the Opposition parties to not oppose these measures) I would explain that it is a harsh truth that London, Paris and Berlin needed to hear as it becomes increasingly obvious that Washington under President Donald Trump is far more interested in going it alone rather than being the big – but benevolent – beast within an alliance of partners. The problem though is that the armies, navies and air forces of the most powerful nations in Europe have been hollowed out since the end of the Cold War as government spending priorities shifted to peacetime niceties such as the economy, healthcare and social welfare. Now, would all of this do the trick or not? The problem is that we need a government full of intelligent, far-sighted individuals who can take decisive action for the next few years ahead and I am not entirely convinced that the present Labour party has this degree of political wisdom in its ranks anymore. Incidentally, now would not be a bad time to get the likes of ex-Prime Ministers like Tony Blair and John Major to at least tacitly, of not actively, endorse the new policies. A government information campaign (ads in newspapers and on TV) could label the emergency taxes as a ‘war’ tax and, apart from anything else, send a clear signal to Russia that it was going to be actively opposed. Any frozen economic assets of Russian oligarchs could be immediately sequestrated, and it could be pointed out what the tax-equivalent of such a move could be. Is any of this likely to happen and I am forced to say it is unlikely – but, if it does, you can brag to your friends that you read it here first.

Yesterday and somewhat unusually I overslept a little and got up at 5.30 with the carers having been rescheduled to start at 7.15 rather than (my preferred time of ) 8.00pm.Instead of two carers plus a shadow, we ended up with one carer and a shadow But there was quite a lot of explaining that needed to be done. Our domestic help has switched her day from a Friday to a Wednesday which actually I always prefer. Our domestic help radically remade my camp bed which was just as well as I had to get up remake it all in the middle of the night when my blankets had either slid off and everything had got rolled into a bundle. The morning post brought some much-needed prescriptions for Meg and I will explore later if I need to renew any of my own. Later in the day, a parcel arrived which was an oil-filled radiator which I had ordered and which I was expecting. Some days ago one of the carers who is exceptionally healthy conscious was worried that I was letting the house get too cold in the desire to save on heating costs – several of her clients and her own grandfather were experiencing the same dilemma. She had purchased on oil-filled radiator for herself and her grandfather and had been very impressed by it – moreover, the firm Screwfix were having a special offer on them. They are about 75% of the cost of running a fan heater and probably even less as they retail the heat and carry on releasing it even when they are switched off. There are a number of specific advantages as well particularly in larger rooms so although Meg was being kept warm with plenty of warm clothes and a blanket around her, I did not want her to be disadvantaged by my eagerness to save on heating costs. Well, the unit arrived and my domestic help and I quickly fitted on its portable feet and gave it a good test. The model I have bought has three heats of 1.0, 1,5 and 2.5kw and I tried it out on the middle power heat and the middle thermostat setting. I experienced the reverse of buyer’s remorse which I suppose is buyer’s delight because the unit far exceeded my expectations, was relatively quick to heat up and is of excellent deign with eleven fins to help to heat the room rapidly. So I have this installed in our Music Lounge where it will remain as a permanent fixture without being at all obtrusive.

Meg and I treated ourselves to a production of ‘La Boheme’ this afternoon. The male singers I did knot know but were excellent with Mirella Freni playing Mimi. As the set design was by Zeffirelli and the conductor was Herbert von Karajan, the production was of an excellent quality and it helped to make a very enjoyable afternoon to lift the gloom of the international news.

Yesterday, we awoke to a temperature which was still in negative territory of -1° but with the prospect, after a cloudy start, of some clearer skies later in the day and temperatures that may well arise. I think the whole of the country is anticipating what is meant to happen in a day or so when the temperature is scheduled to rise to as much as 12° but this may well be a one day wonder and presages the start of some wet and windy weather when a low moving in from the Atlantic edges up to a ‘blocking high’ which is sitting over eastern England and Northern Europe at the moment. Many eyes are focused on Europe in the next few days ahead as European society is having to cope with some profound changes in the political landscape. European political leaders are facing the fact that defence spending needs to rise quite dramatically to cope with the threat from Russia who, with the tacit assistance of President Trump, may well get away with the seizure of some 20% of the Ukraine. In geopolitical terms, since the fall of the Berlin wall on 9th November 1989 then the regimes of the countries of Western Europe have allowed the proportion of their GNP to drift downwards as they have faced the pressures of an ageing population with more monies needing to be spent on their healthcare. Advanced economies used to spend more than 3% of their gross domestic product (GDP) on military goals, up until 1991. This number was lowered to as much as 1.6% of GDP by 2015. Only after Russia annexed Crimea in 2014, did the defence spending in Europe begin to rise, albeit not sharply on a general level. By 2019, Europe still was not investing a nominal 2% of GDP, which is mandatory under NATO rules. But we are now in a situation where the approximately 2.0-2.5 proportion of GNP needs to rise by anything from a quarter to a half and where is the money to come from? The UK is now alone in facing up to these dilemmas, but the stark choices boiled down to some, or some combination, of the following. The most painful is to cut our spending on the welfare services in order to increase defence expenditures whilst another alternative is to raise taxation. There are some who argue that taxation of all kinds is at an almost record high and raising taxes and cutting living standards is a quick path to electoral oblivion. A third alternative is to borrow the money if you can find any investors in the wider world willing to lend it to us and which will have to be ultimately repaid, adding in the meantime to servicing costs to pay the interest on the monies borrowed. It is no wonder that the finance chiefs of European societies may well be having some sleepless nights as they wonder where the money for increased defence is to come from and how this need for extra money is to be sold to their respective electorates. Keir Starmer is both urging his European colleagues to spend more money on defence whilst also trying to persuade the Americans that they continue to provide a backdrop of support for a post Ukraine conflict world. As I am writing this blog, the ‘Today’ programme is discussing these very dilemmas, and I suspect that it is going to dominate our political agenda for the months ahead. The figure that is being bandied about is that some £9 billion of cuts needs to be undertaken which is the entire budget of our DEFRA ministry and cuts of some £17 billion are even being talked about. This cutting agenda falls into the lap of a Labour government and whether or not they will be supported by the right-wing parties (Conservatives, Reform) is an interesting question. The Conservatives look on current trends, as though they may be eclipsed on the right by the Reform (ex UKIP) party and the next local elections at the start of April will be the very first occasion when we can see whether these opinion poll forecasts are turned into actual votes on the ground.

Although we knew the outside temperature was on the cold side, the skies cleared somewhat, and so Meg and I set forth just at 10.00am to walk down the hill for the first time for a week and we first called in at Waitrose to collect our newspaper. In the store where we are so well known, the staff greeted Meg warmly although she was only half awake and one of the wonderfully friendly partners pressed a bunch of a dozen red roses into our hands (left over from Valentine’s day, no doubt) and then we made onwards to Wetherspoons where we had our by now traditional freshly prepared egg and bacon breakfast crumpet with a perpetual cup of drinking chocolate for £2.77. We met up with our two friends and I shared them my tales of woe concerning lost iPhones and delayed direct debits before we had to leave quite early to make sure we were home by 11.30. Fortunately, whatever wind there was blew from behind us on the way home so did not distress us, Meg’s normal sit of two hours on a Tuesday had been retimed but we told the agency to forget about the first hour (as we would be out) and to have the young carer, who we know and like very much, to just sit for the second hour. Then between us, we hatched up a plot which will play out as follows. Having prepared the roses and divided the roses into two bunches of six, I gave one of them to the young female carer and told her to tell her long term boyfriend (who is also one of Meg’s carers and coincidentally calling round tomorrow) to say that she had received the roses from a secret admirer and they had been left on her car windscreen. Then tomorrow, I am going to casually ask if either of them had received any Valentine’s gifts last Friday and then the young female carer and I are going to keep a straight face whilst I ask my questions in all innocence and then observe the reactions. I did enjoin upon the young female carer to ‘fess up’ if there was the slightest indication that the boyfriend was becoming jealous or upset in these little transactions, but we will not have long to wait to see how it all plays out. Just before a lunch I had made a Mike style risotto (made with half a pack of mackerel), the firm appointed by the house insurance to oversee and commission the redecoration work after the leak we had about a month ago piad us a visit. The firm itself is a family firm and the absolute model of professionalism, exuding a lot of confidence about how they are to engage in their stage of the process but one feature that I really liked to see was a sheet containing the colour photographs and contact details of each member of the firm with whom one might need to interact. What a brilliantly simple idea (the policy of the founder of the firm) and one that bodes well. In the fullness of time, I will have to pay a fairly hefty excess but that from point of time onwards, the all the repair and redecoration costs will be borne by the insurance company.

Last night, after Meg was safely put to bed, I was engaged in some tidying up and realised that my phone was not where it should be. Then followed one of the worst 20 minutes I should ever experience as my iPhone seemed to be irrevocably lost. Normally, when it is temporarily misplaced, I do not really panic but have a really ancient Nokia phone with oodles of credit on it which does not expire on the deal I have with Tesco PAYG mobile and so all I have to do is to phone my iPhone to locate it. But last night, try as I might I phoned and phoned and could not hear my iPhone anywhere. I knew I had it earlier in the day to phone my University of Birmingham friend and eventually located it to my evident relief but why had it not rung when I accessed it from my Nokia? The new iPhone16 has several unmarked buttons on it (three on one side and two on the other) and one of these at the top on the right left side is a ‘silent’ mode button which must have been inadvertently pushed when I was putting it in its case. I consulted the web for a diagram of the buttons whose function I had forgotten and Apple very (unhelpfully) explained that it had relocated the silent mode button to a place where you want to use it frequently. This may well be true when entering a meeting or some other public meeting place but if you put your phone down somewhere it can make it hard to find. As I could not get it to respond, my worst fears was that one of the carers had mistaken it for their own phone and taken it inadvertently out of the house because they each have a smartphone (which they themselves sometimes lose when they put it down inside the house) and sometimes an extra work phone as well. In fact, one of the young Asian carers had a similar experience when he had placed his phone on one of the curved arms to a leather armchair and it has slid down and out of sight. So now I know, I am going to be extra careful about this and the left hand button in particular. I had been up in the middle of the night as I had a little bout of indigestion and had taken some special indigestion relief and thought I would wait 15 minutes for it to settle and for the electric blanket to heat up before I returned back to my campbed besides Meg’s. I switched on the TV which was tuned to the BBC news channel and was in the middle of a Business report, focusing as it happened on the Spanish economy. What instantly took my attention was the opening shot of Segovia which is a little Spanish town to the north of Madrid made famous by the most magnificent three tier stone aqueduct, built by the Romans and still in use today. When I visited it with Meg and later with a colleague who had come out from England to try to organise a joint MSc degree, traffic still circulated round and under the bridge, but I think it has now been isolated from the traffic so as not to sustain damage from vehicle emissions. What is remarkable about the structure is that it is a prime example of magnificent Roman architectures built without cement and in such a way that the stones naturally abut with and cradle each other. But the wider news report was how well the Spanish economy was doing with a growth rate of 3% which was much superior to the German and the French (and obviously the UK) economy and all of this whilst a Socialist government is in power as well. I may tune into the BBC News Channel later on in the day to try to get the full report of which I only saw a half.

There are several newsworthy news items yesterday morning. Keir Starmer is off to an emergency meeting of Europeans in Paris to work out a response to the Putin-Trump attempt to carve up the future of the Ukraine without the Ukrainians (or even the Europeans) actually being allowed to attend the meeting. This seems so extraordinary and it may be that Trump will relent but I suspect his dislike for Europeans is so intense that Europe will continue to be excluded. Keir Starmer is actually seizing the initiative to some extent by saying that he is ‘ready and willing’ that British troops, even though they could be put in harm’s way, should form part of a buffer force between the Russians and the Ukrainians once a peace agreement of some sort is agreed. Germany, which is to have elections shortly, and France are in some disarray politically so Starmer could step in to the breach to provide some European military leadership which is an interesting concept in its own right.

Yesterday morning, I had to make a judgement call whether the conditions were such that I could Meg a push down the hill. In the event, I was guided by my iPhone weather app which said the temperature because of the wind chill factor would feel like -3° so I thought we should both stay at home, particularly as I had some phone calls to make. One massive irritation with which I have to deal was an uncollected direct debit as my contribution to Meg’s care which Worcestershire County Council failed, for diverse reasons, to collect last August and trying to do so now. One way or another this will have to be paid but it is a molestation I could well do without. Our chiropodist called around in the late morning performing services beyond the call of duty (such as a manicure of Meg’s hands) for which I was very grateful. She also let me have some of her special ointment for my hands (my fingers being full of cracks from the cold weather) which again was highly appreciated. In the afternoon, after a delayed lunch, Meg and I viewed a programme on the BBC iPlayer on Elizabeth I which was first broadcast the evening before and which I have saved for an occasion such as the afternoon when Meg and I have time to enjoy it.

Part of our daily routine is that once we have watched the 6.00pm news and had our evening supper, Meg and I sometimes switch over to YouTube for a piece of classical music with which to end off the day before the carers arrive at about 7.00am. Yesterday, we did this, and the first item presented to us was a speech made by the liberal US Senator, Bernie Sanders, on the floor of the Senate in the US Congress. This turned out to be one of the most powerful and riveting political speeches I have ever heard and it is very easily accessible across the social media. In it, Sanders attacks what he calls the modern oligarchs of Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos and Mark Zuckerberg who Donald Trump has brought into the heart of his new administration. The most controversial of these to date is undoubtedly Elon Musk who is heading up what is called the ‘Department of Government Efficiency’ and he started off by sacking most of the staff or emasculating the whole of the US Aid budget which will result via the cutting of aids budgets and medical clinics to the detriment of, and perhaps even death of thousands, particularly in South Africa. Sanders makes a powerful argument that these three oligarchs now own as much wealth as the bottom half of American society, some 170 million people. He draws a parallel between these oligarchs and what was termed ‘the Divine Right of Kings’ which is how Americans were governed when they were a British colony and before the American Declaration of Independence and argues that many of the constitutional rights of Americans are being swept away. For example, the aid budget in the USA was set up by Congress and only Congress, not the President and even more an unelected American oligarch like Elon Musk, can alter its budget in this way. Elon Musk has called for impeaching federal judges following rulings that impeded the Trump agenda. Only 15 federal judges have been impeached since 1803. The process is typically reserved for severe offences, not policy disagreements. Experts warn that abusing impeachment power could diminish the federal government’s systems of checks and balances, so carefully enshrined and nurtured in the American Constitution and which I believe is part of the curriculum as part of their civic education with federal law requiring all schools receiving federal funds to include lessons on the Constitution often focusing on key principles like the Bill of Rights. Bernie Sanders has made the whole text of his speech readily available on social media so I may well download it and re-read it when I feel the need. It is an interesting question whether the British media will pick up on this speech as the attention of British politicians has (quite rightly) been focused on the security conference held recently in Munich and e fate of Ukraine. As I write, it looks as though some American and Russian officials (one hesitates to call them negotiators) are assembling in Saudi Arabia to decide the fate of Ukraine with the Europeans as a whole told they are excluded from the process. So, the political programmes that form the meat of Sunday morning (Trevor Phillips, Lorna Kuenssberg) may well be particularly interesting this morning.

After we had breakfasted, I was delighted to get a phone call from our University of Birmingham friend, where we enjoyed a coffee and some Belgian chocolate cake between us. We shared the concerns that we have regarding the present situation in the Ukraine and then I told our friend about the Bernie Sanders address to Congress I had heard for the first time last night. Although our political views are not completely aligned, I did show our friend a cognate video on YouTube in which Saunders gave essentially the same speech. Then the carers arrived and we had to terminate our little get-together sooner than was planned. Whilst hunting for some music on YouTube, I did come across an amazing video claiming that Canada was to join the EU. This is certainly wishful thinking but, as of few years ago, the Eu and Canada actually share a sort of border. There is a small rocky outcrop off the coast of Greenland and the two most proximate countries are Denmark (to which Greenland belongs) and Canada. Membership of the EU is confined to ‘European’ society but nowhere is the term defined so there is a case to be made that Canada is culturally a part of Europe. But there are too many legal and logistical problems to Canada joining the EU and it is not going to happen. But there is a lifeline in the form of the Canada-EU Comprehensive Economic and Trade Agreement (CETA) in 2016 which has still to be ratified by some members of the EU. But this is one avenue through which the EU and Canada can cooperate much more widely in an attempt to mitigate the Trump tariff wall being erected against Canada.

This winter has seemed particularly hard for us, although not characterised by snow but persistent cold. But this may well change as temperatures could hit 14C by the middle of the week after a period of persistent gloom. The Met Office said people could see sunshine return as soon as Monday in some parts of the country. It will come as a relief after an ‘anticyclonic gloom’ brought dull skies and bitter weather to much of the country. Parts of the UK could continue to see snowfall throughout Sunday evening and into Monday – but then things are starting to look up. When I was at work in the University of Winchester, we had an ‘inter-semester break’ at the end of January and so Meg and I sought the opportunity to seek out a little winter sun in Spain. Then, after retirement, we had a series of absolutely marvellous winter breaks in Salobreña in Southern Spain where we went on holiday for as much as a month. Saga holidays were offering four weeks for the price of three and the prices were amazingly cheap (and, in fact, so much so that Western Hotels found it impossible to provide the full board and accommodation when the whole package cost about £1,000 for the month from which we have to deduct the cost of the flights and the excursions) Some people had been going on holiday, one couple for 17 years and so there were a group of us who used to meet up year after year and we had many enjoyable hiking trips and trips out to the Alpujarras mountainous region which was adjacent as well as the cities of Granada and Malaga itself. I was reminded vividly of this when I discovered a series of photographs that I had taken on holiday and then put in some website space provided by much email host about which I had temporarily forgotten.

The word ‘jaw dropping’ is quite frequently used these days of the early days of the Trump presidency but yesterday was a day when it was well justified. The American Vice President, J D Vance, was addressing the European security conference, currently being held in Munich. Vance astonished his audience by telling them that the threat from Russia and China was as noting compared with the ‘enemy within’ As a reminder, Putin has invaded and captured swathes of territory in Ukraine, assassinated many of his opponents and sent agents onto the streets of the UK to assassinate Russian dissidents and murdering and maiming several UK citizens whilst he was at it. Vance was arguing that radical Islam was the real enemy within and pointed out that free speech in Britain was now curtailed, citing the case of the prosecution of an anti-abortion protester who was breaking the ‘cordon sanitaire’ put around abortion clinics to prevent intimidation. The UK was very much within his sights and a NewsNight contributor last night saw the hand of Elon Musk behind all of this. But this comes from the Vice President of the SA where several of their rabid supporters invaded the Capitol building at the time when Trump lost the 2021 election and were all subsequently pardoned by Trump and this means that the USA is in no position to lecture the UK on the rule of law. Not withstanding what Vance had to say, there is a growing recognition that Europe as a whole (and this includes the UK) will have to increase the proportion of defence expenditures from a planned 2.5% to at least 3.5% and this will probably be at the expense of the social security, health and education budgets which are themselves already massively under funded. t seems that it will be raining all of this morning, so it looks as though I had better give our walk a miss and, in any case, I feel rather ‘fluey’ and under the weather this morning so I may just indulge myself by following the political analysis on the TV and watching some of the recorded highlights from the rugby matches played over he last two weekends. It seems that Keir Starmer is in the queue to meet with Trump but he is well behind both the leaders of Israel, Japan and India so this is probably a reflection of how unimportant the UK is regarded these days.

After we had breakfasted this morning, it was raining cats and dogs as they say and there was no way that I could have pushed Meg down the hill and through the rain. Apart from anything else, I have felt pretty ‘fluey’ all day so I am dosing myself up on Cold and Flue Relief tablets every four hours. I did leave Meg for a few minutes whilst I popped out to collect a newspaper and, in the meantime, I have just dozed throughout the rest of the morning. After the lunch time carers had called and made Meg comfortable, I started to think about lunch. I fried off a red onion to which I added some peppers, tomatoes, pork mince and some onion gravy. I always enrich my gravy with a dollop of brown sauce and to this I added the baked potato and some beans. It turned out to be quite a tasty lunch and I was delighted to see that Meg managed her portion of it, albeit a little slowly, finishing off with a little chocolate dessert. Straight after lunch. I realised that I had not watched Thursday night’s ‘Question Time’ and this turned out to be pretty lively and interesting after the Trump interventions in the Ukraine. Then after a bit of a doze, I decided to see if I could watch the England France rugby match from last weekend – except that I fell asleep during all of the first half and then it was time for the carer’s afternoon call. As they hd some time on their hands, one of them mentioned that after his shift with the care agency was finished, he was going to go off on a go-karting session. They asked me about my games and past-times when I was younger and I recounted them to the story, that they have heard many times before, how at the age of 10 I was inducted into the craft of building a go-cart from a set of old pram wheels and how I did this for my son when he was at a similar age. They asked about my sporting abilities but I was pretty average about every sport that I played, whilst being a bit better than average at cricket and at gymnastics. I explained to the young male Asian carer that we see often who a keen player of cricket was also quite how we used to play cricket in the street using chalk marks on the lamppost for wickets. I also explained how we had a complex series of little rules to govern our games in the street – for example, a ball that landed without a bounce in a neighbouring garden was considered a ‘four’ whilst you could be caught out if the ball bounced off a wall but the catcher had to catch the ball in one hand. It was intriguing that the young male Asian carer reckoned they had the same one-handed rule when he played cricket in his youth.

Volodymyr Zelenskyy, Ukraine’s president, calls for creation of ‘armed forces of Europe’ amid fears of reduction in US support. This is interesting because other comment is to the effect that this is the harsh truth to which Britain and France (the two largest military powers in Europe) need to respond. I think there is a sinking feeling that whatever happens in Ukraine, it is probable that the ambitions of Putin to re-create a greater Russia will not end there and the states of Moldova, Belarus and the Baltic states of Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia will be within his sights. There are massive parallels between the ambitions of Hitler in the 1930’s and Putin today- the political messages coming from what I have heard today is that the UK and the rest of Europe have no alternative but to stand up to the bully Putin with commensurate armed strength. There is a talk of n European army of some 100,000-150,000 being needed but to put this into context, the size of the regular British army is about 74,000 so the scale of the challenge facing Europe is not to be under-estimated.

The other night before I came to bed, the latest news from the Trump ‘blitzkrieg’ of policies was let loose on the world and, in particular, what Trump intended to do about the various tariff regimes across the world. Trump is announcing that he will deal with tariffs country by country and if a country imposes a tariff of x% on American goods, he will apply the same tariff in the other direction. The smidgeon of comfort in all of this for the UK is that the UK has no real trade imbalance with the USA (a slight positive according to one UK series, a slight negative according to the way the USA calculates things) and Trump is going to work his way down the list from worst offenders (probably China, Canada and Mexico) before turning his attention to the UK and the EU. But the devastating bombshell came from the Trump remark that he was going to treat VAT as though it were a tariff wherever it was applied, particularly by the EU. This either means that Trump has no understanding of what VAT is or how it works or is being completely disingenuous. Most EEC countries and the UK have a vat rate of about 20% with tax being paid and reclaimed at various stages during the manufacture of a good or service. The Americans, by contrast, levy a sales tax of about 6.6% just on the finished product at the point of sale. Now I understand that the way that international trade works is that the system of VAT due and reclaims is made in such a way that there is actually something approaching a level playing field between those countries that employ VAT and those that deploy a sales tax so that no one nation has an undue advantage in trade terms over another according to international trade experts. Now if Trump is asserting that VAT is a tariff, then he is in effect demanding that other markets let in USA goods at a price of 13.4% cheaper than the competition (20% VAT minus the 6.6% sales tax). The EU, in particular, which is in Trump’s sights, is desperately worried by all of this and it could be that a massive disruption to world trade and to subsequent GNP and all of its living standards is on the cards. Of course, Trump would love all of this as he has the mindset that the rest of the world is ganging up on the USA all the way from International Courts to the World Trade Organisation (the successor to GATT). Another Trump bombshell is the way in which Trump is, in effect handing the Ukraine conflict to Russia by saying that the Ukraine should not be allowed to join NATO and should cede the lands to Russia which are illegally occupied. If this is ‘The Art of the Deal’ (Trump’s infamous book) then it is a strange deal in which one hands to one’s adversary all that is being demanded even before the negotiations start. On the domestic front, we have Kemi Badenoch making an absolute fool of herself as leader of the Opposition, probably because her background research was faulty. She used Prime Minister’s Question to ask Keir Starmer why Ukrainian refugees were being allowed to use a scheme to enter Britain designed for those fleeing Afghanistan? All that Keir Starmer had to do was to agree with her that the decision was wrong as the policy, and the legal framework supporting it, has actually been put place by the last Conservative administration. Some critics of Badenoch are saying that her ‘research’ is clutching at Twitter posts or right-wing press headlines without doing any proper checks on the veracity of the information. Already most Tory voters think she is a disaster and one of the worst leaders of the opposition it is possible to have.

Fridays are the days when our domestic help calls around so I do not normally go out with Meg when she calls. It was also a day when we receive a visit from our Eucharistic minister from the local church, and we always after the little service exchange a little gossip about the things happening in our lives. Our friend seems to have had much more than her fair share of close friends and some relatives who have passed on and evidently this happens as the years roll by but we trudge on. Tow carers called around for Meg’s lunchtime call and it was pleasing to see that Meg was much more alert in the late morning and we managed to get some tea and some fruit juice inside her. Meg always consumes all of her porridge and her share of a banana so any fluid we can get inside her is a bonus. We lunched on fish fingers which I cooked in the oven part of our microwave and complemented this with some broccoli and some cooked tomatoes (which, incidentally, is meant to be quite good for you) Incidentally, I gleaned the following information from the web on this subject. Cooked tomatoes are healthier than raw tomatoes, offering a wide range of health benefits. Tomatoes are rich in lycopene, an antioxidant that is more easily absorbed by the body when the tomatoes are cooked. Cooked tomatoes also contain higher levels of beta-carotene and other nutrients, such as vitamins A, C, and E. Lycopene, a powerful antioxidant found in tomatoes, is released more easily when the tomatoes are cooked. Studies suggest that consuming cooked tomatoes may help reduce the risk of certain types of cancer, such as prostate cancer. Cooking tomatoes can also improve their flavour and texture, making them more palatable for some people. Additionally, cooked tomatoes are often easier to digest than raw tomatoes, making them a good option for people with sensitive stomachs. In the afternoon, Meg and I watched the remainder of the Mozart ‘Magic Flute’ which had some stunning set design and costumes, courtesy of the Paris Opera House and then we were delighted to see, even though we were not going out today, that the clouds had rolled away and we were getting just a little burst of sunshine which we do not seem to have witnessed for days now.

No doubt, in the Ukraine that are severe worries about a massive sell out if they forced to give up lands to Russia and eschew Nato membership as the price for peace. I had not realised that Czechoslovakia was forced to yield the Sudetenland (largely German speaking territories) to Hitler. Germany’s occupation of the Sudetenland was a crucial event in 20th-century history. Indeed, it was a key step on the path to war. Furthermore, it demonstrated the futility of trying to appease a tyrant bent on reshaping the world order in accordance with his perception of reality. So we almost have a case of history repeating itself. But Keir Starmer appears to be standing firm in his support of the Ukraine including membership of NATO which puts him on a straight collision course with the Trump-Putin axis, if I can call it that.

Last night, I received a particularly welcome text from our Italian friend down the road whom we happened to encounter, albeit briefly, yesterday on our trip down the hill. She wondered if she might come round this afternoon to pay is a social call which invitation, I was all too eager to accept. I cannot now remember if she has seen the latest addition to our range of furniture – the latest leather sofa which I bought and is decorated with a throw with the Harry Potter shield, escutcheon and motto, the carers claim as their own as they always seem to love sitting on it. When the carers were new, I used to see if they could translate or at least make a stab at translating the motto embroidered into the throw which is the official motto of Hogwarts “Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus,” four words in Latin that translate to ‘Never tickle a sleeping dragon. ‘While this is solid life advice, this seems odd to make the official motto of a school. My idea as to why the founders chose this as their motto is that they chose it as an inside joke. There are four words in the Latin motto, and each word represents one of the founders of the school, and/or the House. The whole elaborate joke is because J K Rowling, the author of the Harry Potter books, stated that she always found it boring and wrong that so many schools in our world have vague mottos that sound impressive but have no practical advice to offer to their students (‘Reach for the stars’, for example) so she wanted to substitute something that was at least vaguely useful. We would say, of course, in these days and times to ‘let sleeping dogs lie’ Of course, I shall try this out on our Italian friend when she pays us a visit and her Italian might help her make at least some progress in translating it. Part of my getting up routine is to go into the kitchen and make myself the obligatory cp of tea with which to wake myself up and I also enquire of ‘Alexa’ (smart speaker) what the weather is going to be like during the day. Yesterday, I was informed that it was 1° and would settle in the range between 0°-4° which sounds suitably wintry. As this blog has been going for several years now, I decided to look back exactly a year only to discover that I had written that ‘today is a beautiful spring like day’ and the same was true the year before that as well, but I could not bear to go back yet another year. In Spain, there is often a period in mid-February where the weather is known as ‘febrero loco’ (crazy February) when the weather is often quite mild and unpredictable, and a period of quite fine and sunny weather is fairly common. Thursday is my shopping day and the sitter is one of the young (male) twins who always gets on very well with Meg and vice versa so this always puts me at my ease when I am out of the house for about an hour and a quarter.

As one gets older, I suspect that there is a tendency to suspect that ‘things were better’ when we were younger but then things have moved on since our youth. Nonetheless, I heard a statistic yesterday that made me think. The recall population – the number of prisoners sent back to jail after release – has more than doubled in the last decade and now accounts for around 15% of the total number of people behind bars. If people re-offend, then they should evidently be back in gaol. But evidence is building up that ex-prisoners are being sent back to gaol for sometimes administrative reasons, such as missing an appointment with a probation officer – or even not reoffending at all but not showing the probation officer sufficient respect. That massively overworked service is finding it easier to manage its workload by just sending people back to gaol. Andy Keen-Downs CBE, CEO of Pact (Prison Advice and Care Trust), said: ‘These alarming new figures are yet another indicator that reveals the scale of the challenge facing the prison and probation system. Steadily rising recall rates over the last decade have been a significant factor in driving the prison overcrowding crisis that faced new ministers when they took office last summer. Those who pose a danger to the public should go back to prison. But too often, people are recalled on minor technicalities or because they don’t have the support they need – they may have missed an appointment or have nowhere to live. We should consider returning to the system that required a court to recall someone to prison rather than an overworked probation officer.’ So I ask the question whether re-offenders should be returned not to gaol but to what used to be called bail hostels. Inspectors concluded that there are not enough hostels in the right places, and this reduces the chance that rehabilitation and resettlement work will be effective. Many residents are placed away from their home areas. There is a general shortage of places, leading to more people being sent to wherever a place is available. A number of residents have spent years in prison and their rehabilitation needs are complex, and in most cases better addressed in the community in which they intend to live. This is particularly true for women. So, the more general question that I ask myself is that in the past, there used to be half way houses e.g. approved schools for delinquent children, convalescent hospitals for the not very ill, as well as the bail hostels themselves. It seems that these half-way houses are disappearing rapidly in our society and there seems to be very much an ‘all or nothing’ in our hospitals, schools and prisons. Should our national policies be thought about anew. To return to the case of the prisoners who reoffend, then they constitute about a third but the other two thirds (10% of the prison population) could surely be monitored in bail hostels rather than returned to gaol for years on end?

Our Italian friend had a sudden domestic emergency this afternoon which needed a plumber so to our mutual disappointment, she could not call around. But we spent the afternoon watching a production of Mozart’s ‘The Magic Flute’ from the Paris opera house. I do not always attune to the Masonic overtones of ‘The Magic Flute’ but some of the singing and magic-like scenes are enthralling.