Change and decay all around I see

Long Sunday, a group blog from Alphonose van Worden, Mark Kaplan with a few others whose names I don't recognise. It has photographs of beahces at sunset and whatnot.

Jamie at Blood and Treasure, meanwhile, thinks it will be Tuesday afternoon for a whole year, "in February". (I would wish him happy birthday but I suspect it will only add to his gloom.)

Ken ponders the strange death of socialist Scotland. "The people's flag is deepest red/It shrouded of't our martyr'd dead..." (Any party of labour whose official song began with those words was doomed to failure.)

...and I am struck by the futility of it all, having just realised I've been writing this blog for over a year. Here are some badgers.