[P7_TOM]

One of the many things that troubles about MH 370 is the lack of a cohesive, comprehensible ‘story’ line.  Take a clue; any clue you like and try to link it with another to get a start point; I can’t and I have tried.  No matter where I begin, I run into a ‘black hole’ in which nothing exists, even with a stretch of imagination.  Every theory or narrative winds up ‘in the bin’.  Frustrating. I leave it alone for a while, then some stray ‘what-if’ surfaces and I try to run it down to make a tale I can believe.  Same result, zip, bupkis, nada.  

I’ve tried the simple, practical, pragmatic approach – Bin.  The complex, convoluted – Bin.  Hell I even dabbled with some of the less ridiculous (and I confess) more ridicules conspiracy theory– Bin.

Perhaps that is a theory in itself; almost every tangible clue has been short circuited; designed to end with a full stop – Bin.  

My waste paper basket is now full; pencil needs sharpening and it’s time once again to put the jigsaw back into the box.  I shall content myself with pictures of Beaker dining in splendour, enjoying a Cassoulet, followed by Croquants, washed down with a solid Burgundy under the autumn sun, bathing what is a very beautiful city.  It’s what I’d be doing.