Eventful couple of weeks; and this week and that picture (of the roly-poly person) will go down in the history books. To think all his troubles started with a transactional friendship between two men who thought they were invincible and untouchable.

Now about those 3.5 million documents dumped into the public arena… the bureaucratic goings on behind the Epstein files are reminding me of the Hokey Pokey song (or the Hokey Cokey, if you’re English): in, out, in, out, shake it all about.

Why’s that? Well, let’s see… after the D.O.J. took out the document with my husband’s name (he was mentioned in an email from someone called ‘Emmy’ to Ghislaine Maxwell, who had procured him for sexual intents and purposes) they have now put it back in!

WTAF. Anyway, I’ve had to edit the ‘update’ I added to the top of this post after I discovered the Danny Baker document had been taken out, as it’s now back in.

When life becomes farcical, do the Hokey Cokey and turn around because that's what it's all about.