Let the games begin …

I am pretty sure the people in Greenland are walking around like the people in Ukraine back in February 2022. I was there in Ukraine and I too did not believe there would be a full scale Russian invasion. But it happened.

Anything is possible from next week. If America annexes Greenland it would be highly unlikely, but it could just happen.

Bloody hell

This pic below is from London. Sloane Square to be precise. And this sign is on the inside of the entrance door of an apartment building of a family friend of ours.

We keep hearing about cars being stolen and about the increase in mobile phone smash and grabs. Bunster and I were in a Tesco a couple of weeks ago and saw a guy get tackled to the ground for shoplifting, and Bunster got a fright. I did too. We saw another shoplifting incident at the same Tesco a week later, but that one was more gentle.

My understanding is that the crime rate here is on the rise. But just about everyone tells us that this is a relatively safe place to be.

An Italian Mama

Mrs. Meloni comes to visit her son Antonio for dinner.

Antonio lives with a female roommate, Maria.

During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how pretty her son’s roommate is.

That evening, while watching the two interact, she starts to wonder if there was more between Antonio and his roommate than meets the eye.

Reading his mom’s thoughts, Antonio volunteered, “I know what you must be thinking, But I assure you, Maria and I are just roommates.”

About a week later, Maria came to Antonio saying, “Ever since your mother came to dinner, I’ve been unable to find the silver sugar bowl. You don’t suppose she took it, do you?”

“Well, I doubt it, but I’ll email her, just to be sure.” So Antonio sat down and wrote an email:

Dear mama,

I’m not saying that you “did” take the sugar bowl from my house. I’m not saying that you “did not” take it. But we cannot find it. It has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

Perhaps you know something about our missing sugar bowl ?

Your loving son,
Antonio.

Several days later, Antonio received a response email from his mom which read:

Dear son,

I’m not saying that you “do” sleep with Maria. And I’m not saying that you “do not” sleep with her. But if she was sleeping in her own bed, you would have found the sugar bowl by now.

Your loving mama.

Moral of the story: never try bullshit your mama.