Oh. Yes. Back in the Land of the Living
When I lived in Berlin… …This was THE SONG. Neunundneunzig Luftballons Butbutbut – 1984 came next. Scary wary woooooooo
Read More“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
When I lived in Berlin… …This was THE SONG. Neunundneunzig Luftballons Butbutbut – 1984 came next. Scary wary woooooooo
Read More…boobtoob After Adele came…. Smug :o) P.S. My boys and mine Fave SquareBobSpongePants episode
Read MoreCatalonia to be precise. EEEEK. WTF? The Cathars are back in town! Full Volume works best. Even Montserrat was blown away. Go away, Freddie
Read MoreThe Anatomy Melancholy The Anatomy of Melancholy (full title: The Anatomy of Melancholy, What it is: With all the Kinds, Causes, Symptomes, Prognostickes, and Several Cures of it. In Three Maine Partitions with their several Sections, Members, and Subsections. Philosophically, Medicinally, Historically, Opened and Cut Up) is a book by Robert Burton, first published in 1621,but republished five […]
Read MoreBack to Normal. Fuelled by a cheese and tomato sandwich and 4 hours sleep. ? Anyhoo. After watching crap youtube videos at stupid o’clock last night/this morning…. …It’s Carbonara with a splash of oldey- fashiondey sarcasm. Breathe :o)
Read MoreOH. Shit. How did our Ancestors EVER survive? I’m lucky to be alive (?!) HOW MUCH????? i AM SO STUPID. I never, ever knew that we could j. edgar hoover up bacteria. What a complete numpty!
Read MoreLove, love. love this song. The Divine Robbie returned to sing about The Flood. Jiggy Dance. Schwoon
Read MoreAnd she’s BOOSTING my viewer count. LOVE IT
Read MoreOooops. Truth (?!) The whole world revolves around me ‘Cause I’m just an egoist The person who is closest to me Is me, I’m an egoist
Read MoreIt was (apparently) in Vienna that Elizabeth Bathory – The Blood Countess – started her murderous career. FALCO…Lindsey Davis Doch ihn liebten alle Frauen LOL
Read MoreShoot. This is a bit of a personal downer. Dad’s birthday was 5th July (the crematorium day) The 6th was me and my brothers interring his urn on top of Mum’s. I can publicise dead parents too, love. ;o)
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