Anyway everything, including my style of prose, rumbles on predictably, unchanging. Except that now, it is under the aegis of Pope Francis of Argentina, who looks a lot like your Uncle Clive from Daventry. I like him already, he has a homely, trustworthy look with sensible spectacles probably from Dolland and Aitcheson (who have gone a bit upmarket since being replaced as the high street spectacle retailer of choice by SpecSavers). (And Optical Express.) I am not a religious type, but I like the whole white smoke/black smoke thing to tell everyone about the new Pope. In 1457 that was a really efficient way of letting everyone know there was a new leader and I'm pleased they've stuck with it. I'd have been happy with a text alert or something. I am not anti-religion particularly, but I do hold the naive view that I wish we could all just get along. The afterlife is big enough for everyone, probably.
For a while there I thought of mentioning that the trailer for Fast and Furious 6 is out and looks amazing, but then I thought better of it.
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