Even my cat would be depressed at the moment — if I had a cat. Iraq, the stock market, the Zimbabwe fiasco, England losing at home to Australia in the football, the washing-up still to do. At least the running is going reasonably well again, and it was a lovely day for it too. Seven hard miles at lunchtime today. Four steep hills meant a slow, but character-building run in the sunshine, and gave me a brief respite from the sense of doom that is descending over the nation.… READ MORE.... …