“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.”
I write Historical Fiction. Something that I love and I’m going back to. The Hidden History Project has ceased to exist. I am No Longer a #Truther #AltHistorian #FeedingStation I WILL write History. MY WAY. My History is Full of Real People with Real Emotions and Real Experiences :o) Done with the Faketoobers. Done with […]
That’s what I said to our builders a year after moving into this house. Before – this room and that chimneybreast had f-ugly 1950’s beige tiles all over it and a modern electric 3-bar fire. Rip it ALL out! Behind the wall we found the recess and the YorkStone Lintel. So I HAD to HAVE […]
My favourite character in Dad’s Army has always been Frazer the dour Scottish undertaker. John Laurie played him to the hilt and beyond. If you’ve never watched Dad’s Army, may I humbly recommend it as one of those timeless classics ? Here is Frazer – the quintessential Celt – who tells a Grand Wee Story. […]
“To all you old buggers, like me, out there, what are your memories of the Toc H? I remember it as being an addition to the NAAFI. They used to go round in old vans dishing out tea and butties on ranges and on the outskirts of camp.“ When you’d been up since before dawn […]
Freddie is BACK :o) I have worked – In Real Life – with Parsi peeps. If you look into Freddie, you will find that his parents were Parsi. Forget the BS MS History, eh? Bismillah (Arabic: بسم الله) is a phrase in Arabic meaning “in the name of God”, it is also the first word in the Qur’an, […]
A few years back, Himself and I got fam members to look after the house, boys, dogs, cats whilst we went on a 3 day Jolly to London…30th, 31th, 1st. Over the New Year. We stayed at the Savoy. DING DONG. And on New Year’s Eve we walked a Pub Crawl in the opposite direction […]
Not MINE, btw (?) Either my village internet has gone very slow or I’ve out heckled a heckler. FinCingBleeper. Sarcasm is a fine art that us (well some of us)Brits have honed through long use. It (sarcasm, sweetie/love/darling) obviously goes zoooooooom – Right Over Some peeps heads and they parrot it back to you as […]
I’m feeling as giddy as a hormone-laden teenager. 2 hours ago my yt got the above message. All I did was publicly support someone whose work I respect. Conclusion : Either HGS or I have a #SecretAdmirer who desperately wants to be either HGS or I :o) Love ya Mr/Ms HideBehindAFakeName&Computer Wannabe xxx
LOL :o) That took less than 24 hours to make it from here to a yt channel via some FakeName Commenter! 4th January 2012 @ 15:13 – GB wrote this Now we have Star Forts being SPOTTED IN SPACE! You couldn’t make this crap up. No one would believe it.
I vividly remember driving this route in a tiny (borrowed, full of MY beloved houseplants) car in a Force 99 gale. A whiles later – We actually drove from Chichester to Southampton, rather than Portsmouth, once for a Saturday FunDay. Never been back :o)
Gordon as I (and many others) have never seen him before. At home with his family! Like Mr R, my one-time ward now has a tiny daughter called Matilda aka Tilly. And, like some lovely people I’m acquainted with, he has a very young son. Carbonara is a top three fave dish of mine. With […]
Whilst researching an academic paper titled “The Books of Secrets…” the very last person that I expected to come across was Samuel Taylor Coleridge. In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree:Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. It’s confusing. Is this “subterranean bloodline” DEMONIC or UNACKNOWLEDGED? Does […]