Best Day Ever

Long Overdue. But – today has been one of the few –Best Day Ever kinda Days. SingalongaSpongebob and SMILE :o) #HappyMusicDay incoming  

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POEMS Day

Piss Off Early Monday Soon. I choose MY homie and my fave poem wot he wrote. The metre and rhyme are PERFECT Song or Narrative? Both are here  

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Ethiopia’s Chapel in the Sky

LMAO :o) Y’know when you watch a yt Men Only Club video or whatev’s and you get recommended thingies in the thingy at the right hand side? Most people HATE them. How DARE you? I love ’em. This showed up today. #Neverlookagifthorseinthemouth

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The Mills of God Grind Slow but Sure

From the author of the ‘John Rawlings’ mysteries – The sleepy, eccentric Sussex village of Lakehurst suddenly becomes a place of terror and night shadows. After dark, it is hardly safe to go out, to the consternation of the newly arrived Vicar, trendy young Nick Lawrence, and Inspector Dominic Tennant of the Sussex Police Force. […]

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ALL IS TRUE

He can wear make up. False nose/hair/etc But Ken Bran’s voice will ALWAYS give him away. On my list of DVDs to buy. Sometime. Oh. Sorry. I was OUT. Whatev’s. Can never, ever, ever resist a Kenneth Branagh Vibe. Schwoon  :o)  

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Poets Days

OK. I WAS aiming for a long weekend but…whatev’s. So. Today I choose Byron. Mad. Bad. And dangerous to know. (No shit, Sherlock!)   “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: […]

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Deryn Lake

Formerly known as Dinah Lampitt I’ve read ALL her books. Under both names. She was a Friend of mine on FB. We connected. The King’s Women was prob my fave but Sutton Place caught me a million years ago. Something to do with John Paul Getty and Henry VIII (?) Anyhoo. I’d said something to […]

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I Can Name That Tune

In about 2 weeks or more ! FFS. I knew the tune/words but forgot everything else. #Slow Guns & Roses? Well. I never :o(   P.S. Dad was amazed at my inability to play the drums!

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Gretanory

aka – Story Time with me. Deep Breath. My Dad and I had a really…looking for the right word…Unusual (?) relationship. We rarely talked. Rarely touched. Rarely acknowledged each other in company. He was Him. I was Me. But we had this Unbreakable Connection that drove me to the morgue to say goodbye to my […]

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