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I could get irate about those water companies asking for a ban on non indispensable usage of water, while it apparently takes six weeks to sort a leaky pipe on the street (and I have seen several of those leaks recently, spouting out hundreds of litters of water).

I could wax lyrical about the third anniversary of the beginning of the war in Iraq. As time passes, more and more evidence surfaces that the two million people who demonstrated in March 2003 in London (I was one of those) were right to oppose the war. Of course now that we have messed things up so badly, we have to stick it to the bitter end and try and sort things out... although some people say that moving out might be the only way to stop a potential civil war in the country.

I could tell you what bastards men can be and repeat my conviction that I will end up a spinster. I was off work last week and had organised a date with someone I had met on the net. The guy rearranged the meeting several times until finally stopping to respond to my attempt at communication. He was the one who asked to meet up in the first place, so I can't even say that I somehow cornered him into doing it. Why did he bothered in the first place, I wonder... Another weirdo on my list, I suppose.

I could even vent my apprehensions at reading this report on the rather dodgy dealings of London estate agents. I am one of those unfortunate people who would like to get into the infamous property ladder but can't afford to and reading that estate agents are not there to help but actually to make things even more complicated than they already are, if they are not simply out to fleece you, is not much moral confort.

I could blog about all these things and perhaps a few more, but to be honest, at the moment, I don't find much in the news to stimulate my blogging nerve. My personal is as uneventful as ever (appart from the preparations to market the next Chorus's show, celebrating our 15th anniversary, at the Cadogan Hall, Sloane Square, on 29 April) and does not warrant any special post. So, until anything blogworthy comes up on my mental radar, I will probably remain mute... My apologies for this. I am sure you will all survive that terrible blow though.


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