“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.”
Okely Dokely. If y’all know your MS History, y’all know who is most Famoooosely connected with Colchester. Manda Scott wrote a series of books about her (Boudicca???) – and her female lover! Read ’em ALL. Passing over that and getting back to reality. My bruv, Iain, is a Policetype person whose HQ is Colchester. My […]
Greta Brookes : If I Go Down And – puhleasies – do NOT come at me and say that you were never warned. FAF = Fake as Feck =Funny as Fluff = Fishy and Foney = Fall and Fail = Flat and Finite = Fissy as Fony – nicians = Fun as Flip = […]
Ha! Sooooo. You think you can get the better of ME. Chaotic Knitting Pattern ? ? ? You do know that I can frog/tink you any time I want, yes? There can be only ONE!
The Grass has Riz I Wonder Where The Flowerz Iz Oh. No! Spring Cleaning Time. Guess what I found (?) OK. I was young and stupid. BUT – How the fluff did I call West Ham that ALL those years ago? Mustv’e been a Closet Arsenal Supporter even then!
Her daughter’s book. Got it. Read it! Dietrich would quickly rise to stardom on the Berlin stage in the 1920’s with her sharp wit and bisexual sexuality–while wearing the top hat and tails that revolutionized our concept of beauty and femininity. Dietrich comes alive in these pages in all of her incarnations: as muse, artistic […]
I’m beginning to love this Geordie Comedian. PRETTY WOMAN MOMENT? She’s my funny AF Angel of the North :o) Hearts. Hugs. Love. Sarah https://youtu.be/c2kdvSDsJlg
When my youngest son took up archery, he bought the strongest bow he could afford. I had a go. Target on th’apple tree in the orchard. BULL’sEYE was me. But. But. But…being an amateur, with no training, I ended with the most glorious, technicolour bruise up my right arm. SMH :o( Static is loosing burning […]
As a very young youngster, this used to be an absolute favourite TV show of mine. Parsley the Lion. Dill the Dog. Sage the Owl. To this very day I still say Chih-ves not Ch-eye-ves. Taking the mickey outta my childhood self :o) I grew up with and come from a family of gardeners. Indoctrinated […]