My maternal line comes from Norfolk. Iceni? Boudicca?

If I may be so bold as to talk about my true story. Certain people are SO close to each other, the land, their history, their ancestry, their persecutions that we are #HATED There is something so deep and immovable about a TRUE SCOT. They have reverence and faith and the will to FIGHT all […]

Such an over-used phrase. No. Nothing to do with “Aliens” or “NASA” or “FE” or “Tartary” or “Govt” or anything close to that. It’s the ABOVE disclosing the BS below? How Dare ME :o) P.S. If I ever come back again…please give me Eddi’s singing voice. Thank you x

Rewind : Just the Woo and not the Hoo. A N Other threatening letter from gov.org.uk Bad Vibe. AND : 100 plugs. No. I’m neither Harry nor Megan and I don’t have 100 bathtubs. SEED PLUGS. They cost less than 2 punnets of tasteless strawberries. And they came a day earlier than expected. Sad. Happy. […]

Just shoot me now. Do and be done with it. NEVER could I’d’ve known the date when I wrote the post in the image above. FACT! Nine Eleven? USA speak. Eleven Nine – UK speak. I was going to make a point about the MSM History BS about accusing, convicting and executing ANIMALS. I live […]

For some strange reason, wherever I served as an RMP, I found myself the Keeper of the Daily Log Book. You know those old books…freaking huge? That you had to handwrite handwriting in? Maybe it was because I was the only female and there didn’t have retard handwriting. Maybe? Anyways. Every single reported “incident” had […]

My Dad’s Dad was a Leather tanner. My Mum’s Step-dad was a Steel Worker until he was crippled by an horrific accident. How about this line? That your poor old granddadHad to sweat to buy you, baby Handbags and Gladrags Stereophonics Ever see a blind man cross the roadTrying to make the other side?Ever seen […]

I’ll start at home. The image above is Butternut Squash (onion, red pepper, potato, carrot, garlic pepper, smoked paprika, salt) Soup with some of yesterday’s leftover ham thrown in and Scotch Rolls aka Soft Baps. It’s already been half eaten by some in the house. And it’s only just past midday. Hrrumph!!! When I came […]

I made someone laugh today. Eldest and I were sat in the Market Square, in the car, waiting for the post office to open. Right opposite a barber shop. The barber’s was open…we could see that by the 6 chairs placed outside for potential customers. OK. Rewind. I think both my sons are having a […]

The Basil Rathbone film is a total travesty of the original book. “The Adventure of the Musgrave Ritual” is a short story by Arthur Conan Doyle, featuring his fictional detective Sherlock Holmes. The story was originally published in The Strand Magazine in the United Kingdom in May 1893, and in Harper’s Weekly in the United States on 13 May 1893.[1] It was collected […]

Hands Up. Caught. Not long ago I called a son a Stool Pigeon when he blabbed my sins of the day to his father. What’s a Stool Pigeon, Mother? A nark. A blabber-mouth. A grass. An informant.