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I have started re-reading Catch 22 (for the millionth time), along with the other five books I’m currently reading. It’s purely coincidence that the lunatic in the Kremlin decided to go all batshit crazy on the democracy that is Ukraine. Though, in reading it, I realise that war now is no different to war then. Or anytime. It’s just about sending your strongest and fittest out to die.
Infundibuliform is an interesting word. It’s a botanical term meaning shaped like a funnel. That’s some scary, old jowls, the Texan had.
War wasn’t foremost in our minds today as we headed into town to finally sign the contract on the sale of the cottage. Yes, we unexpectedly had an email yesterday saying that the Buyer wanted to complete tomorrow.
Obviously, we’re not getting too enthusiastic. We have felt close many times before but, I have to say, this is the closest. Still, it’s not just rabbits that are pulled out of hats. It’s like you can see the finish line, but someone keeps moving it further along the track.
Don’t take my word for it, just ask Yossarian.
