What`s Going On

What`s going on Watching TV flicking from channel to channel is surreal, one moment a casket is lowered into a perfectly dug grave, umbrellas go up as fine rain falls The next moment is about men riding horses that have no idea what is going, the riders have been on their mounts for days and must be stinking. The next is about some old detective who is solving crimes that are surprisingly easy to unravel. Back at the graveside after false tears have been shed all hell breaks loose who is getting his priceless album of rare stamps and more murders are committed. In the meantime, the riders are having a bath in a river fully clothed in leather and armour. The horses are just staying there looking beautiful and dumb. I switch off the telly and drink a glass of beer.