Confusion

There’s a big storm coming.

This is the Tart as weather girl rather than political commentator, but at this time I can understand if you were momentarily confused.

Presently there’s a lot of confusion. I, for instance, could never have predicted a time when this religiously committed atheist would be in full support of a member of the clergy, but Bishop Budde has brought this miracle to pass.

I wish her luck, I hope she’s safe.

If he thinks her attitude was harsh leftyness the trump is going to be beyond pissed off if he ever reads and understands the Jesus bits of his Chinese produced bibles.

Perhaps he’ll ban them

In other confusion related news, a while back I left the house and traveled across London, to meet GorJus, in odd shoes. More specifically in one shoe and one boot. I can’t quite see how this came about. I’m hoping that I was interrupted mid shoe putting on but couldn’t swear to it. I’m not keen on admitting responsibility for such muddle-headedness and am currently leaning towards blaming the socks.

Can I change topic yet again and get back to the storm for a moment, storm Eowyn?

I’m surprised that the met office has named a storm after a member of the Elvish community but glad they are embracing the concept of inclusivity so broadly.

. Or am I confusing Elves with the Welsh?