“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 was taught to knit at Inverbrothock School, Arbroath. Aged 6. Little did I know that this would set me up for a life of seeing and decoding patterns. Fast forward a decade and a bit and I was trained as a Police Investigator. And always, in the background, I was interested in astrology, mythology, […]
I truly, really loved X-Files. I had a Thang for David. Or maybe Anglo/American Gillian (work that 1 out) Anyways. Wasn’t there. Didn’t see. Didn’t hear. I DENY EVERYTHING Apart from Phil :o) Tell ME the Legends of Long Ago? Oscar Wilde quote : “I have nothing to declare except my genius.”
I saw this movie in a cinema just off Trafalgar Square one New Years Bender totes Pissing Off The Savoy Hotel. Burger King Wrappers in the new room we’d been assigned after complaining about the SHODDY service. First room had a plaque thing on the bedside saying something about Elton John staying there, in that […]
Done this before but love this song. It’s a good song for today ‘cos we and our wonderful neighbours have just scared the begorrah and begad outta Dyson’s farm managers for ruining our garden/pond/vegetation et all with their piss poor/lazy farming techniques that keep Flooding us. Bastards. Oooooh! For once in my life […]
…Space is FAF and a call to an MIA Subpho. And a plectrum. And a guitar or two. And a man for whom I once had the greatest respect. How tings change :o(
Last time I posted Agnetha’s song Disillusion – I got TROLLED big time. And I KNOW by whom :o) But I gave y’all an Agnetha and NOW I raise you a Frida (Lebensborn) Do NOT out Abba me FAFkers :o)
Wiki : Holodomor My Brillopads weekend guest from Wales has just left chez moi. He’s a walking, talking encyclopedia of 20th century “War” history and has spent two days telling me about his trip, late last year to Chernobyl, and the Holodomor and the museum he visited and the women (all Middle-aged/Old) who were DESPERATE […]
Every REAL writer knows the first 2 MAJOR rules of writing. Show, Don’t Tell. Less is More. And – taking these to heart – I’ll do my REAL job and Endeth the Lesson here!
Boyce and Guest doing one of my fave Alanis Morissette songs. P.S. We have a Bangladeshi/Scottish friend from Aberdeen who, whenever a bug lands in his dram (black fly in your Chardonnay,) grabs the little beastie, shakes it and shouts, “Sput ut oot, freeloader!” LOL :o)
I’m still on the trail of Ankhesenamun, wife of Tutankhamen. Wiki : Ankhesenamun Now. If New Chronology are right and Toot was really the child Tsar Dmitry, was he married? So many questions. So few tangible answers. How frus-bloody-trating!!! From NC: TUTANKHAMUN AND CZAREVICH DMITRY. By calling a young pharaoh Tutankhamun, we rely on […]