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Losta Costa

You might think you were on the Costa del Sol, here on the North Kent coast this morning. The weather is stunning and the sea, visible through a gap between the two buildings in front of me, is as smooth as glass.

Today, I’m helping a friend drag a banner around Northampton, so we’ll leave around lunchtime and fly low-level, over the Thames Estuary towards Southend before tracking in the direction of the gap between Luton and Stansted, to keep out of the way of the larger aircraft.

I started this morning with an Atkins breakfast at Beano’s café which should last me until this evening. As a means of losing weight it seems to work with five kilos gone in the last week with some hard exercise on top. The next five seem to be a little tougher and perhaps I’m asking too much of myself, now pushing fifty, trying to get down to what used to be my peak fitness weight when I tried ‘Running the Sahara’ in 98.



The courts, I see have released an Algerian allegedly suspected of terrorist involvement back into the community because the suspect fears he’s going mad. I should add that he doesn’t wish to return to Algeria either, even with a free ticket, because that would be crazier. No, the media reports that he is becoming increasingly psychotic and as a consequence, the prisons can’t hold him. This means that the judiciary release a potentially psychotic, dangerous and fundamentalist terrorist suspect back into the wild because he might be mad. I ask you, who is crazier? It’s all rather reminiscent of the Joseph Heller novel Catch-22.



Just in case your'e wondering what Catch-22 is and haven't read the book of this Second World War story of bomber aircrew or seen the film, then here's the salient excerpt:

"There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded.

All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn't, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn't have to; but if he didn't want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.

"That's some catch, that Catch-22," he observed.

"It's the best there is," Doc Daneeka agreed".

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