My brother’s wife is wonderful.

A bit bunged up and unemotional. If she does NOT like some one she just calls them “TRICKY.”

Whereas I’d freely splurge out my dislike with bad words. Much like my bro, her husband.

Jeez. I’ve come across so many TRICKY people in my life.

I’ve always coped with the IRL ones. It’s the Ghosts in MY Machine that I HATEHATEHATE. Or want nothing to do with – much nicer phrase :o)

They promote Ketamine and the Brit occupation of Ireland (without knowing that this started in the 12th century!) and Biblical dogma and JFO you bitch and ranting when I write about Charlemagne in reply to their Carolingian comments when they have no idea that Carlus Magnus aka Charlemagne had the Carolingian Era named after him and deleting whole videos when I ask about their sources and pretending to be waiting for the Stranraer to Larne ferry without knowing that this stopped many years ago and putting AYE at the end of every sentence and saying that Brits have snobby, untrustworthy accents without knowing that we have a different accent every 50/60 miles and preaching to me about the Honourable East India Company when all they’ve done is read a short article that I wrote….then telling me that I have no idea what I’m talking about and saying stupid things in live chats to their cohorts like, Are you a Rangers or Celtic supporter? whilst pretending to be Scottish and not knowing that one team is Catholic and the other Proddy…..

And they call me EVIL, send ME death threats, wish ME dead, send ME emails saying that I should commit suicide.

When you are dragged this deep into the Mud Flood, you KNOW that you are dealing with Mental Illnesses caused by SEX, DRUGS & ROCK ‘N’ ROLL.

Oooh. I might have my angry fingers on :o)

They will try their tricky device
Trap you with the ordinary
Get your teeth into a small slice
The cake of liberty

BTW : Ian Dury had polio.