Thoughts On a Saturday

Thoughts on Saturday I saw the Queen of England on TV it was her birthday and people were out waving flags. I dislike monarchy in any form but the Queen looked splendid in a blue sky dress and there were proud men in fantasy uniforms riding on beautiful horses; no one does pageant better than the English. But my heart was not in it, I still lament the death of Bourdain it was like losing a brother like me, he was a chef that broke out of the kitchen and ventured the world. I have written a poem about my brother`s struggle with depression but hesitate to publish it as it might offend his children. Of course, I could have avoided the absolute truth, but then I would have done him a disservice. I`m still in Algarve, the removal van broke down, it will take a few days to repair it not that I mind moving house at my age is difficult. O well, I have to relax and take it as it comes.