Are you a diarist? I’ve left instructions in my will that mine are to go into the fiery furnace with me before anyone has a chance to read them.

But what about that other sort of diary we all keep? You know the one, where we tell everyone everything, where we blather on about potholes, dogs, and people’s parking habits, and divulge all manner of secrets… yep, Facebook.

There have been a few heated online discussions recently, the content often quickly deleted when the squabbling gets personal.

But unlike my paper diaries that will go up in a puff of smoke, your online confessions live forever. Unless you’re a certain MP who doesn’t have backup in place, and WhatsApp messages are accidentally deleted.

And just where is this going, you may ask?

Sophia Moseley.Sophia Moseley. (Image: Gateway)

Memories. We do all love a bit of nostalgia when the future is looking less than bright, and to remind the world where it went wrong. The D-Day memorial service was incredibly moving.

Broadcast live at the Gateway Theatre, seeing those remarkable heroes being honoured for their bravery. It was very humbling and an emotional tribute to the many people who gave up everything to defend our freedom, and to remind us of the consequences and futility of war. Sadly, not everyone takes note of the past, as we are now seeing across the globe.

But tempus fugit, and now the summer has finally made an appearance, albeit on the Solstice, when the nights start drawing in, it’s good to have events like Mandy Saunders’ community Tea & Chat to keep track of time.

Every Thursday I get in extra early, turn up the volume on the PA, and show an empty theatre a few of my disco dance moves whilst rolling out the tables and humping stacks of chairs.

And talking of time flying, just in case it had slipped your memory, it’s the general election soon. We’re having a husting at the Gateway. So if you want to hear what they have to say, you’d best come along.

I’ll just wait for the online entries.