Pull the other one — it’s got chronic venous insufficiency.

As you likely know, Epiphany (my friend Rainbow’s girlfriend) has secured a position in the Whitehouse as the idiot-in chief’s personal aesthetician. Such responsibility.

When she visited recently and described her job as “making him ‘look good’” you can imagine, I felt things were likely to be shortlived. However, somehow she has managed to hold onto the job and to the surprise of all in Huckleberry close she seems to be adapting to the situation. Of course, moving to DC has been a shock after the gentle world of Vancouver. She pops back now and then and gives us a little feedback about life inside the Oval Office.

Tasked with trimming the presidential toe nails she is often privy to conversations that might otherwise go unreported. Indeed I never knew, for instance, that the corpulent occupant of the office likes to put his feet up on the resolute desk and have his toe nails trimmed while on the phone. It seems churlish not to report on the conversations Epiphany over-hears. The doings of the great and the good are often a mystery to mere mortals such as myself. However, those of you who have followed me over the years will know I have had my close dealings with the idiot in question. You can find one such unfortunate adventure here — https://fionadobson.com/a-premature-election/ — from the far off days of 2016. Has…