“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.”
Moving all my crap into the pigsty. Well. It was the pigsty/wood shed. But it was our first renovation. It became the bar/man cave. And yes. We’ve had some bloody good parties here but it’s been unused for the past 4 years. So. I’m making it MY potting shed/greenhouse/private space. Look at those big windows […]
Read More
Oh. Revelation. Trying to find a pic on the internet to show beggars in Karachi, I had to trawl through all the professional beggar images first. This reminded me of all the research that I’ve done into the history of the poor. Especially the Cour des Miracles in Paris in the 17th c. I almost […]
Read More
Including yet another self-reference. GB : A Message to ALL Gamers I’ve looked into the eyes of these people in Karachi. And I couldn’t do one single damn thing to help them then :o( Maybe I can help them now?
Read More
My arse! I don’t buy or read newspapers but I got caught in yet another supermarket q and just happened to be beside the newspaper stand. Oh. So. They’ve turned on their own already? Saving face? Denying all knowledge? Bringing down one of their public faces with a 3/4 same as before SCANDALOUS Sex Scandal? […]
Read More
My hairdresser, who became a valued friend, married into the family below. I know a little too much about this. Like – in the UK, to farm ostriches, you need a Dangerous Animal License. I’ve never eaten kanga or ostrich but I’ve got a glorious Ostrich Feather duster :o) OSLINC
Read More
Nothing to HIDE here. I have a backup plan to backup the plan that I originally backed up when backing up the F1RST plan :o)
Read More
That’s it. Drastic means call for drastic measures. I have a few bowls of homemade pot pourri about the house. The one in the hallway is the biggest. About a foot wide. An old Victorian Butter Bowl. Things that I have found in my creative creations over the years : Dead batteries. Dog Fluff. Handbags. […]
Read More
The dried sage that I bought from Amazon has Always refused to stay lit. The scented candle that I bought the other day, when stuck in a 2m apart supermarket q here and wait farce, smelled ok for a minute. AHA! Thought I – add one to the other. Oh. Poop. AHA! Thought I – […]
Read More
For some inexplicable reason, I’m going back to a post from the date above and Andreu Marfull Pujadas – my Catalonian/Cathar/NC guide! GB : GNOSTICISM IN THE NAG HAMMADI OK, haters. Let’s go back a year and recycle this info ? ? ?
Read More
I’ve been a bit slow here. OK. Plan of attack. Get ruthless with the secateurs. All my black/red/white currant and gooseberry bushes have given up the ghost! They need a good prune. Also – the once glorious veg patch is now…just a mass of mess. Apart from the comfrey and roses and rhubarb. Maybe I […]
Read More
OK. Sometimes yt works with me and not against me (?) I’ve just discovered Bealtaine Cottage. Yay ;o)
Read More
Hidden History Research 