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What a start

What a start to Sunday, woke up at 0200 hrs because their all going on holiday and it's better to travel to the coast by night than by day because there's no traffic, there was a huge lightning show outside with lightning everywhere you looked thankfully no rain and most important no hail. My youngest daughters fiance will drive as it's a seven hour drive maybe my wife will drive for a while I'm not sure, hope they have a safe trip and arrive ready to get in the water. After they had gone I started to search the web for anything new and straight away news everywhere about a possible assassination attempt on Trump while he was at an election rally, he's ok as a bullet grased his ear but unfortunately there's one dead and two others seriously wounded, after I finish my writing this then I'll go back to the web to see if there are any updates, although I don't like Trump this sort of thing should never happen in a democratic country especially America but because there's no real gun control there then anything is possible, I wonder if Putin telephoned his good friend to see if he's alright, what will be the consequences of this on the election it's any bodies guess. Well to get back to normality I've got to cook dinner for the next week but that's ok as long as everyone enjoys their holidays. It's as usual warm 22 but will again be 38 degrees or higher today so I'll prepare dinner early as my eldest daughter is sleeping and there's nothing or no one to bother me. It's just an empty house with not a sound, the thunder and lightning has moved away and it's all quiet as it always is when I usually get up at this time. Well nothing else to write about so I'll sign off now, have a coffee and then prepare dinner. If you enjoyed reading todays blog then like, follow and share. Thank you. A little added thought what if the person who died was the real target and not Trump? 

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