Outlook for PM

Simply haven't had time to write any daily entries over the last couple of days, what with the Old Sodbury Village Day and trying to come to grips with Windows 10 and Outlook on Office 2019.

I detest Windows 10 - it looks like it was developed for toddlers - and with every iteration of Outlook they make it increasingly less intuitive when setting up your email, especially if you have a different outbound mail server from your inbound. To compound it, I have some 10Gb of past emails which I needed to port across to the new device. Make a mistake in the outbound server details and you can't correct the error - you have to start from scratch. Painful!

I have resisted the move for years, preferring to stick with the tried and trusted Windows 7 Professional, which \I find infinitely more intuitive.

While on the subject of IT, I'm, convinced the before the National Trust takes on a property, they first have to satisfy themselves that there's no 4G in the area. Have you noticed how few NT properties have GSM coverage?

So the drug-crazed love-in that is the Tory Party leadership contest (and an advert for Scottish independence) is under way, resulting in a bit of reality coming into the rhetoric from a minority of the contestants. No-one wants to go down as the PM who presided over the turning of the UK into a basket case - except Boris, of course, who would sell his mother, grandmother and firstborn to become PM and seems willing do anything for power - even to the extent of offering tax breaks for the well-off. While that may garner votes among the Tory membership, it won;t do him a jot of good in a General Election.

Ruth Davidson coming out in support of Boris would normally be the kiss of death among sane people, but we are experiencing a period of mass insanity when a large section of the population pursue a hard Brexit with the dogmatic fervour of religious fanatics, while not being able to provide a single logical argument as to why and throwing all evidence demonstrating how bad it will be to the winds. It's a period of national self-harm to the extent that, if the UK were a person, that person would be sectioned.

There is a glimmer of sanity among the hopefuls in the shape of Rory Stewart - the only sane contender in the asylum that is the Conservative Party and the only hope of bringing them together through the ingenious tactic of compromise, which history has shown us innumerable times to be an invaluable tool to resolve disputes and aid negotiations. He's also right about all the spending the other contenders are promising - where will the money come from after Brexit? Another magic money tree, or are they going to find some plausible reason to reverse Brexit and blame it elsewhere on some convenient scapegoat?