Counting Blessings

I know I come on here and moan a lot about the state of the country, the world and the rate at which we are being robbed of our freedoms. And I know I should be grateful for what I've got and my relative well-being. OK, well right now, that's what I'm doing. In comparison to many, my life is a breeze.

I've got a friend, who, in the last three months, has:
....seen his wife walk out on him;
....tried to help his daughter who is being bullied at school;
....lost his job;
....watched his mother die.

So this morning is a time for the Womble to reflect, and realise how lucky he is.

But don't worry. I'll be complaining again very soon.