We were saying it during the Cold War, we’re saying it now that every man and his dog has or is getting, The Bomb. It seems that even the Mayans were saying it, or something like it. Is today the very last day? The end of the world and the human race? I guess that we’ll find out at 10.11 am. In the meantime, I’m taking my granddaughters to the pictures. Others I know are already at work. The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker are getting on with their lives, however short they may turn out to be. That’s what I like about the human race, even if some of us are cynical individuals, as a race we’re really resilient and positive. So, if it’s so long and farewell, then it’s been nice knowing you. Otherwise, we can all have a laugh on it tomorrow.

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