(I would not want anyone to think the following blog entry implies that the blackberry clan enjoys anything even approximating an intellectual conversation. God no. We get enough of that when the eastern states* cousins visit. Bloody poonces.)
Don Mary is a dyed-in-the-wool Liberal voter. Just show her where to mark "1" on the sheet with a trusty hb pencil next to the Liberal candidate and she's happy. She doesn't need to know his name, of course. You can tell he's a decent, upstanding chap because he's a Liberal.
Today at lunch there was a discussion about Shakespeare (please refer opening disclaimer above) and Richard III. Don Mary thinks Shakespeare did the dirty on Richard III ("Treated him quite shabbily," she sniffed) and thank goodness for that lovely Josephine Tey and her attempts to even up the ledger. Besides, Richard couldn't have been all bad: he was so beloved of the common people.
(Yes, my grandmother uses the term common people. Despite having been one of them herself.)
There was general choking at the table - not least from Don Mary's seat - when I leant over and said, "But, Don Mary, didn't the common people also love Bob Hawke?"
(*'Eastern states' used here to irritate Grumpy. Grumpy hails from Brisbane and boggles at the WA mind-set that lumps everything east of Eucla in together as the eastern states.)
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