Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Nobody bothers them.

A bright and sunny start to the day. Partridges, pheasants and quail happily grubbing away in the freshly ploughed fields . In most places they'd be hunted but out here nobody , excepting the occasional bird watcher, bothers them.  

The farmers daughter and her boyfriend return to Oxford today. The seventeen year old son has been tasked with driving them down to the airport. He's finally got round to washing the Range Rover which - under the layers of caked on mud - reveals an anthracite grey paint job. There is a large dent in the rear door where the farmer reversed into some potato crates. The trip to the airport presumably gives the lad   more time to pitch for his idea of staying in Jackson Hole while commuting to the Scottish teams matches in Boston and Miami. He told his sister he was thinking of applying to Oxford if his baccalaureate results are good enough but her reaction was of the 'over my dead body' variety.

The ability of one man to command the global news cycle day after day after day is quite remarkable. Has anyone else ever done this with such consistency before ?  A commentator on the radio says we've never seen  a 'global historical figure' like this since the 1930's. The parallels from that era are left unvoiced.  It seems that overnight the British Prime Minister was compared to Neville Chamberlain so perhaps the 30's analogy isn't far fetched. 


A new shop opens up by the old town gate. It's where a nail bar used to be. The town has recently become home to half a dozen nail bars and the one that was here has moved to larger premises. I'm not sure what this vogue for coffee shops and nail bars tells us about the state of the economy.

The shop owners girl friend has painted the ceiling. He's very proud of this.

The shop seems to sell wooden carvings. This is an unusual business model. We wish him well.

Some post Easter sponges in the bakers . I would buy one but we're off to London tomorrow for an old friends 70th birthday.


The hotels are fast emptying out. Most of the English contingent left yesterday. Todays it's the turn of the Glasgow crowd.

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