It's good, once more, to turn a page watch the tv or listen to the news, without hysterical arm waving alarms about an impending financial meltdown; which could have brought the global economy crashing down, to the dawning days of wattle and daub and people using tallow candles for lighting.
At times, it somewhat felt that as ordinary citizens, we'd been mugged by the banks. Then arrested and brought before a judge, who'd ordered us to pay the said mugger for the stress and heartache the poor mugger had been put through.
Then having a supplementary sentence added on top, as the mugger had failed to lift as much from our persons as they had initially hoped.
But perhaps it's that skewed, cynical side of me that's been inhaling to much passing diesel fumes.