Hello! Here comes the Saturday edition of More Than A Feilding, catching you up on the past week’s editions.
What’s a life worth now?
You're in the mall when you hear it: some kind of popping sound in the distance, kids with fireworks, maybe. But then a moment of eerie stillness is followed by more of the fireworks sound and there’s also screaming and shrieking and now here come people running for their lives.
Backbone, revisited
The schools are on holiday and the sun is shining in the seaside village and all day long I have been seeing bunches of bikes; Mums, Dads, teens and toddlers chattering, laughing, happy, having a bloody great time together. Cheers, AT, for the bits of lane you’ve added lately around the village to make this possible.
Vroom vroom go the big red trucks
The absolute brass neck of this guy. We want more medical doctors, not more spin doctors, Luxon was saying a couple of weeks ago, and now we’re told the guy has seven salaried adults on TikTok duty. Sorry, doing social media. The absolute brass neck of it. The irony that the line was probably written by a
State of humanity, 2024
2024, it feels, keeps presenting us with ever more challenges, ever more dismay.
Do you give up yet? It seems to ask.
No? How about this?
Or this?
How about this?