Memories of the warmth of South Africa are glowingly alive, and I regret some of the things I have said about her in recent months. Not because it was wrong to say, but unbalanced and unfair. South Africa is the most beautiful country in the world, its diverse population a mirror image of the world, the cradle of civilisation and by all descriptions in world literature of paradise, South Africa fits the bill closest of all.
My return to England had a big and pleasant surprise in store: snow. Not just a feeble attempt to sugar-coat a Labour fiefdom of imbeciles and slackers, no: a thick blanket of brilliant white fluff. Being philosophical about it, Britain's dark spots are covered by a layer of immaculate white powder. Rough edges are smoothened, unevenness in the landscape levelled, cars rendered useless, frolicking children everywhere - Britain's best snowfall in 30 years transformed the normally drab entity into a winter wonderland.
The early days of January have also dealt another blow to the Labourites trolling the country since 1996. The third attempt to oust the moronic Scotsman from Downing Street may have fizzled, but the rebellious contentions from some senior Labourites in Westminster just weeks ahead of a general election show massive tectonic cracks within the Party's ranks. The air of change blows through Britain, bringing along precipitation of beautiful stuff from above, and a death blow for Britain's most behated prime minister in history. 2010 will be a great year.
Current music: IAN BROWN - Just Like You
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