Summer Evenings and Hypocrisy.

 Odd title, you may be thinking, but I'll keep this short as I want to post an 80s summer song for you from a band I loved back in those glorious days of summer when I was a mere sapling of seventeen years.

Hypocrisy: the UK's Prime Minister, Boris Johnson dishing out a 'free pass' to all his V.I.P. chums from abroad to fly in with no swabbing, no quarantine, no being locked up in a hotel, jabs not needed nor masks or social distancing. Just so they can have a great, old time attending the UEFA football, Wimbledon Tennis Championships (which apparently is being palmed off as an 'experiment') and even Ascot Horse Races. All very jolly with lots of hugs and kissing.

Then there is the exception granted to 'business elites' being allowed foreign travel without penalty, the reasoning being that they bring economical benefits into the country. All this whilst the rest of the UK has to endure bans on singing or dancing at weddings, no hymns at funerals with limited numbers attending, and the usual 'lockdown restrictions' and mandatory mask wearing, not to mention the travel restrictions applied to going on holiday abroad and being locked up in an isolation hotel, for which you must pay around £1400+ for the privilege.

Summer Evenings: I remember being bought 'Ghost in the Machine' by The Police somewhere around 1982, by my then girlfriend. It was a wonderful surprise. I have a fond memory of a lazy summer's day spent at Southerndown beach, my old Ford Capri parked on the grassy hill used as a car park, and my squad mates from the City of Cardiff Swimming Club, Alun and Phil, along with a handful of others, generally enjoying the sea and sunshine, and listening to the Radio One Road Show - back when Radio One used to be worthy of a listen.
Then after returning home, that sun-baked feeling you get over your skin, when you know you caught the sun, but you're not quite at the crispy, burnt stage. And to top it off, crashing out on your bed, windows wide open, cool cotton sheets and a soft breeze.

Yup. Quite a contrast, huh.

So I leave you with 'Every Breath You Take', by The Police from their album, 'Ghost in the Machine'.

Enjoy. Until next time.