How do I deal with the rampant bigotry, racism and mysogyny which seems to abound, or actually does abound around underground and overground in the nooks and crannies, now pubs and social green spaces of Britain?

Well short of trusting your political party to make a difference you could explore magic, specifically black magic and wish that Nigel Farage was on the Epstein Plane sucking off Prince (!!) Andrew; he was the masseuse, come on A1 (as my Mum calls it, do your stuff) having said that coming on the A1 is a wank in a lay by up towards Darlington, my Mum would recoil in  horror and a lack of understanding at the thought.

In other, more wholesome news, I paddle boarded down the Teme yesterday from Ham Bridge to Knightwick (6 miles) with a mate, and I saw an Otter (first time ever in the wild aged 53 and 10 months), some Egrets (I have a few, but then again too few to mention) Buzzard, some Grey Herons, tons of Dippers and some Kingfishers, not to mention a billion ducks and 6 cows (brown). So apart from the rampant racism, life on the river is pretty fine, although I did see the ducks trying to stop the Kingfishers speak out about intensive chicken farming on the floodplains.