Testing the water on a Sunday morning

Either I am a bit better, or this is the morning patch of lucidity and wellness before the symptoms of 'flu re-emerge. Waiting to see... (I had such a patch yesterday morning, which I hope was useful, I managed to do a little web site stuff which might be of help to cobrabay — but, then again, might not, of course.) If this is not just a momentary glimpse of well-being at the start of the day (and the fact that I did not wake up until after nine suggests it might be exactly that), there are things I need to do. We shall see.

I watched Doctor Who last night. I enjoyed it. ( I mean — Daleks! )

Back to reality... the impending elections. Who to vote for? (You can take it for granted that IngSoc Labour will not be getting my vote. Nor will Dave’s boys.) Not going to vote for the LibDems, not given the way they drop all their principles at the prospect of getting into the administration. SNP would be the obvious choice, but those numpties have gone and taken Souter’s cash, so that makes me very disinclined to give them my vote. That leaves the Greens, who might well have got one of my votes anyway (I am not sure of the point of them getting the first vote, though), and the two antagonistic Socialist parties. Plus, in this area, an independent, a surgeon standing in opposition to the local NHS plans to shut (most of) the Victoria and shift all acute care south of the river to the Southern. I do think that plan is not well thought-out, but I am not at all sure this guy’s alternative (a big new hospital at Cowglen) is any better. Cowglen is not the most easy of places to get to; the Victoria, on the other hand, is very accessible by bus and train. It does seem to me that it is in a pretty good location for a hospital. The other thing which gives me pause is that his election leaflet makes a point of stating that he is a Christian and his Christian values underpin everything he does. Nothing against Christians as Christians, but someone effectively saying Vote for me because I am a Christian? — hmm.

(Then there is the loony fringe, of course: the BNP, whose vile pamphlet came through the door yesterday, UKIP no doubt, the Scottish Christian Party, and the nine-percenter’s party. I wonder if Pat Lally is still alive and/or going to be standing again? I would not necessarily assume death would hold him back.)

OK. Still not sure how I am today. I think a wee walk with a friend should give me an idea how I am doing. Nothing strenuous...

[*Maybe I should stop watching Casino Royale...]