TRUMPWORLD

in the last few hours of sanity before the madness begins horsemouth listened to a review of the plague by albert camus. 

he listened to the coming storm but gabriel just finds it amusing. later he watched gabriel at a booklaunch.

we enter into the insane land that is TRUMPWORLD with the orange shit-gibbon himself presiding. invade greenland (why ever not?). 

this evening a meeting of the communal endeavour. there may be a problem. horsemouth will sort through the emails to put the best and bravest face on it and rethink the timings. above all he doesn't know when the government will be reporting on successful bids for the warm homes social housing fund wave 3. if it's anything like last time january will be announced but the decision won't be available until february or march. 

ideally horsemouth would want the communal endeavour to be in a position to go ahead this year whether the bid has been successful or not. 

at the abbey there were a couple with a drone. horsemouth and his mum have completed their week on the abbey rota (nothing now until april). once horsemouth saw a small robot (of the carpet clearing or lawn-mowing variety) pootling about a neighbourhood garden.