Before we are catapulted into December and all the Christmas razzmatazz I would like to give an airing to a favourite poem of mine for this time of year if I may.
No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -
November!
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Thomas Hood
A general election (democratic eh not like Hamas) is taking place in Israel on Tuesday next week.
Aricle on what it's like to work as professional psychic witch

we have that too!
