Yet another Good Friday has arrived.
This blog has a Good Friday tradition, and traditions must be respected, so once again, let the folks from Monty Python remind us that we should always look on the bright side. In fact, it’s easier to follow that advice this year than it has been for a while, as there are at least a few glimmers of hope. At least we haven’t been chewing on as much of life’s gristle as we have in the past, and we’re also getting the chance to watch as folks like Matt Gaetz are chewing on the gristle they deserve. Anyway, here’s Eric and the gang for the umpteenth straight year.
In truth and in fact, my wife and I are looking on the bright side at the moment. Once we had our vaccinations scheduled, we decided to book a getaway for a weekend after our post vaccine probation period. So, here we are in Plymouth, Massachusetts. I’ve always wanted to see Plymouth. If I was going to look on the dark side, I’d talk about the fact that the place is a bit like Mystic on steroids. I sort of expected it to drip history. You can find the history if you really look, but it’s mainly restaurants, shops and more shops.
But, looking on the bright side, being as I’m a chocoholic, I have my work cut out for me sampling the goodies at more chocolate shops than you can count. Tis the season for chocolate bunnies, so I might make a collection. Also, on the bright side, it’s nice to be able to go back to restaurants, even if there’s still a bit of residual anxiety left over from pre-vaccination days.
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