From the Battle of the Bands in the 6th Form Common Room with Jim who liked Dylan and me…who never did. To trying to help the False Prophet and the Devil’s Daughter. Hands Up. Y’all win. Thousands of you (plus many groupies) against just me. I want to write a Holly wood script. LIES, FLIES […]

With Christmas coming, Del’s application to buy the Trotter family’s council flat in “Yuppy Love” has finally been granted, albeit rather late and suddenly, meaning he now owns the flat but is not as able to pay the mortgage as he was originally planning to. He also inherits Grandad’s old allotment and receives a summons from the council, […]

A word of advice to women. Don’t put off having children. I started my Men-o-pause aged 40. I had an argument with my doctor about it when he told me that I was WRONG about my own body. Women ALWAYS start the pause aged 52. We are made as we are made. Never would I […]

OK. My bad :o( I’ve been projecting an image that is seen on my laptop, day in, day out. The ugly. The fight. Fight. FIGHT. The “WE ALWAYS WIN” BS. I’m an empath who takes on the energies of others. That’s why I’ve HAD to shut certain doors. You laugh. I laugh. You cry. I […]

I have slammed shut, locked and barred so many doors this year. That was then. I am now. What once was has evolved. The seed is now a flower. The elegant, well-dressed world traveller is now very comfortable in tatty clothes. The once USED & ABUSED is now wiser and calmer because she gets the […]

I am having a huge GO AWAY YouToob moment. WHY did this come up RIGHT NOW? WHY? 9beep9beep9beep. I need help. Police, Fire, Ambulance, Coastguard ? ALL OF THEM!!!! Please and Thank you.

I had such a strong sense of him this morning as I planted the strawberries. GB : 4th Degree Burns Oct 2020 George was my step-grandad. He married Nan when Mum was 10 years old so I grew up with him. If you read the post above, you’ll understand just WHY I admired him so […]

Did I get that the wrong way round? Shrug. This may look ugly right now but I’ve used an antique flower holder thingy, lined it with the free-hessian gift and planted 3 strawberries. The overlap of hessian is there for a reason. April is The Cruellest Month. I can tuck the little things up at […]

A throwaway comment of mine a couple of weeks ago delivered me some hessian sacks out of the blue this morning. I was just nattering away about how useful they were. From making tote bags to rag rugs to lining the hanging baskets to… Oh My Giddy Aunt. Just the smell of them takes me […]

Pronounced Muck – Aye Fletcher and Isabelle (his wife) were 16 years old when they did something on the tomb of Karl Marx in Highgate (Hi-Git) cemetery. They named their daughter Ingrid. Nasty MacKay with his squeaky boots, his stiff-neck army attitude was always a favourite character. And then they threw in McLaren. A mixed […]

You will have to watch the full Royal Flush episode to understand the title here. And understand when I shouted “That’s A Bloody Da Vinci” when I took he into the National Gallery and we were confronted by a da Vinci cartoon. I’m a Only Fools & Horses fanatic. The lines are classic. Enjoy a […]

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