“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’ve just watched a yt video from a creator I’ve not watched in months. Triggered? He talks blithely about arc welding and plasma etc Have y’all grown up with a man who worked in a Steel Works and had molten steel run over his legs? It caused 4th degree burns. My step-grandad, George, was that […]
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For some unfathomable reason, for the past few weeks, I’ve been calling Tsar BABES. Bless his doggie heart. He is now 12 years old and ….. So I regularly hug him and kiss him and call him (see title above) I think I’ve confused him a bit. My name is Tsar. Who the fluff is […]
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She and Me met when we were 11 years old. Her Dad drove/sailed/piloted/flew Jaguars for the RAF. My Dad was ex-RM, then Police. 100 years later, we are still best friends. SO – I can absolutely, without shame, BLAME HER for introducing me to MacWood Fleet. Pointing Finger. She did it! Her fault. Never has […]
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I am so disconnected from so much that it was only last night that I learned about the death of one of my favourite authors. She’s been a part of my life for many years – via her books. Marion was a Glaswegian. She has written hundreds (well, many) novels. And I’ve mentioned her many […]
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There are multiple reasons why I love Stephen Fry. He’s been featured here quite heavily over the years. Today – I’ve found yet another reason to admire him :o) I had no idea about THIS connection between us! P.S. Check out the entirety of the Jeremy Brett Sherlock programmes?
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A bunch of ne’re-do-wells got a break from working (sometimes) 20 hours a day in a dangerous environment. We all piled on a bus that took us from Londonderry to Larne. On a ferry from Larne to Stranraer. (Barf?) Back on a bus from Stranraer to Stirling – where the Lowlands meet the Highlands. A […]
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There are Very few things in my life where I’ve come F1RST. A hop and a skip out of my teens I came top in Map Reading in my Army Training. A hop and three skips later – I was orienteering in the Highlands of Scotland. Didn’t come F1RST then. Bloody Highland midges. Unofficial tip […]
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A Parade of … Comics. Headed by two bezzies who are still Funny. Together or Alone Silver Lining in today’s multiple Dark clouds :o) 1 of 5 P.S. Recipe of the Day for the Peeping Toms and Thomasinas – Loaded Nachos!
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The ONLY way a Psychic VAMPIRE can access your carotid is if you INVITE them across the threshold. Ahem! Don’t remember inviting Y’ALL into MY home to suck MY blood and life and work and soul. Like anyone would beI am flattered by your fascination with me…..(And MY home recipes)Like any hot blooded womanI have […]
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I started “earning my living” when I was 11 years old. I had a Sunday paper round in town and also began babysitting. For some weird reason – even at aged 11 – friends and neighbours trusted me to babysit their new born children! One night, whilst babysitting, I was stupid enough to watch this […]
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Blame my Father. He had a photographic memory too. And his was far better than mine! Forever ago a #desperate “person?” typed this exact line in a Live Chat. Mmmmn. And still that Q is up for debate. Really ? ? ? Whatev’s. P.S. Inspired (as always) by the Divine Dolores…the image above is me […]
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There was NOTHING/ZERO/ZILCH/NOWT left in the box. Hope? Yeah. Right. #STOLEN! I named myself after two Strong and Independent Women. Brook(e)s ? Born in KansasOn an ordinary plainRan to New YorkBut ran away from fameOnly seventeenWhen all your dreams came trueBut all you wanted was someone to undress you But all the stars you kissedCould […]
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