It's Just Like Riding A Bike.

A hungry, kicky, stampy, bity, grumpy bike.

That's right. Harmony has been restored to the universe.

I finally got to meet the horses.

Along with the dog and the cats. Plus the humans that are attached to them.

Obviously this was something I was planning to do back in June. So this was really the first opportunity since COP 26. Rather than something planned to coincide with Thanksgiving in the US.

It worked out well though.

When I do visit my mothers I've gotten into the habit of taking advantage of Salisbury's wide selection of outwards bounds shops.

Some of their Black Friday (Thursday) deals were just absolute madness.

So I ended up spending the money I was planning to spend. But not only got twice as much stuff as I was planning to get. I got better stuff then I was expected.

Beyond that I would warn you all not to get too bogged down in the details. It's Britain's game to make them sound a lot more important than they are. So I see little point playing along.

However even I feel obligated to mention;

This was obviously the first time I've seen the dog. Since that Brexit (February 2020) dog attack. Which damn near killed the dog and landed one of my mothers in Intensive Care with Sepsis.

If such a stunt is repeated. I think it will now have a different outcome.

So on my way down, as I was checking out all the shiny new tracks, I had the Lonnie Donegan version of; "Golden Vanity" stuck in my head. A tool for the purpose and such.

As planned. On the way back we brought a communal riding hat. In an open challenge to my brother.

It's not the law that you have to wear one. However at least one of those horses is pretty much straight off the set of; "Peaky Blinders." Meaning it's hard enough not to get moved on as it is.

To buy this hat we went to Decathlon. The sporting goods chain with recently stopped selling Kayaks and inflatable boats to combat the Channel migrant issue.

Making Wednesday's (24/11) big migrant boat sinking a little bit unsettling for me. Despite that being a good day compared to the UN sponsored slave markets in Libya.

On Wednesday evening (~19:00). After I arrived in Salisbury there was something of a big drama on my street.

The battery for an electrical bike caught fire in one of my neighbour's houses. They'd only recently brought it off that Housing Association. After it had been forced into something of a fire sale of its own.

The local authorities declared this to be what Americans would know as a; "Three Alarm Fire." With six tenders and several ambulances from three stations turning up.

Despite it, apparently, being a; "Not Even One Extingusher Fire."

So Thursday's  (25/11) Kemerovo Mine Disaster in Siberia, Russia also spun me a bit. 

The most potent greenhouse gas (ghg), Methane, causing a fire and explosion in mine for Coal. The fossil fuel that produces the most Carbon Dioxide. Almost immediately after Britain's excitement at yet another fire caused by an electric vehicle battery.

Not least because I've been waiting since COP 26 to do an inappropriate, Lonnie Donegan inspired, joke. About writing Adam Faith songs instead.

I was particularly spun out by the fact I know Russia didn't do it on purpose.

The death caused by a fire suppression system at Spain's Asco Nuclear Power Plant. Not so much. 

You'll all be glad to know though.

I resisted the urge to draw any more pentagrams on any more restaurant napkins.

Anyway.

That's enough about the Horses. Onto the Fools;

While I was down I was logging into Xinhua on my tablet. Destroying the argument that;

"He can only use Instagram on his tablet because he uses Xinhua on his PC. Letting the Chinese hackers in!"

Seriously. They need to make that appointment to explain how they're going to pay their cash fines in full.

So I can start to teach them how to be less useless.