My time here is winding down now. The weather is stormy and cool. It feels like Autumn already. I have one or two things left to do before I leave this wonderful place for this year.
A meeting of the members of VMCK at the club house. On the agenda is included my full membership. I agree to do my part with the work of running the club house and campsite, even though I live in England. They voted on another new member first, Carina. She is in. everyone said yes. Next it is me. My name is called and I stand. The proceedings are in Swedish of course, but these days I can follow the conversation (more or less). I say Ja in the right places comfirming my details. Then the vote and I too am in. The feeling of belonging is real. What a wonderful gift. Tack. I am so pleased. I look back to Limatraffen registration last week. I thought I had a real chance of the prize for the furthest travelled motorcyclist, all the way from England. Nope. The guy said I was VMCK from Jonkoping therefore 450k only. Cool!
Today starts mundane. Washing clothes ready to pack tomorrow. I have mixed feelings. My heart is heavy to leave, but I know I will see everyone again. This is just Vi ses. I am keen to see friends and family in England so need to go. In the mean time I have a grill to go to tonight. I'll get some rest. It's a long way home.
The images of home showing mindless rioting disgust me. As an old Liberal I am so sad at the way people have taken the piss with the freedoms we won for them. The Nanny State has bred fecklessness. My personal brand of Liberalism though is the hard edged European variety. If you cross the line, expect to be punished. If only!!!
Evil wins when good men stay quiet. Have we had enough yet? Our politicians seem to be hard of hearing. We need to tell them loud and clear what we need from them. Maybe we should replace them at elections, with independant ordinary people!
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