What’s the big deal?
THAT time of year again, after lashing rain forced a scramble for the airports. Relative calm ensued, as all parties to these tumultuous times (both political and financial) headed to the Tuscanies, the Quinto do Lagos, or whatever you are having yourself. Joining them was our own elite and as many of our citizens as could afford it. If money never sleeps it certainly did doze this summer, scant comfort for the rest of us.
Their return was to be dreaded, for as sure as we will witness remarkable events in Europe this autumn we also must endure the annual “everything is better in (insert the country of your choice) xxxx” articles and opinions, whether in print or from that terribly self indulgent new class ‘the bloggers.’
