The header sounds much worse than what I mean, or does it? My biggest problem with lockdown, when needing to share some nice ‘stuff’ with folks then, it’s pretty much in cyber land.
In cyber land communication has been really good with my sons, thank goodness for technology, arrggghhhh it drives me nuts though ha.
What I’m really missing is the physical (this sort of spelling drives me nuts!), the true blood meeting with my lads. Yet how does nice positive news get spread? I could say here but hey, I could try to hug my laptop…
This is one of the best movies I have ever seen, viewed it through Amazon Prime, outstanding. I just can’t say much more apart from I struggled to keep my tears away. Loved it.
You know, throughout my 56 years of life, I have had so much erm, many ‘issues’ though one thing that stands with me forever is simply be honest and truthful, and with each other. Just tell the truth, it really is a big issue for me that so many folks just do not.
I were going to harp on but this’ll do. for fucks sake.
One of the massive things that is pissing millions of folks off, are fake headlines like the below Yahoo news story by ‘a’ Yahoo reporter. Click on and read the link further down, it eventually states that it is the European Union red tape causing this problem, not the United Kingdom’s Brexit of the failing EU. Stop…
You know, many many years ago folks would get buried, as they still can but, no longer do they have a ‘connection’ to the outside world – just in case that, well, they are not dead. Once upon a time some folks did get buried – with a bell on their head stone, usually to pick up breathing or simply rip the bell off by hand, arrggghhhh…
What or who would think of such potential scariness which ended up being Taphophobia erm (yes I looked it up!). Have you seen the movie ‘Buried’ with Ryan Reynolds, fuck me it is not a horror movie but it is one of the most uncomfortable films I have ever seen, I do have some experiences and nope, confined spaces are not for me, especially as I get older.
Where were we? Ah, being buried alive and safety coffins. The first known record of this type of coffin being used was in 1792 devised by Duke Ferdinand of Brunswick, I guess he too was also paranoid…
Okay, I really am getting there.
The all new Burial Phone, it has at least eight foot of antenna, which connects to a built in signal receiver in the head stone, it has at least a three month battery life, also the phone would have a special SIM with unlimited texts that expire after the chosen variable contract ends. The manufacturer – British Petroleum, have stated all the phone plastics used are reusable, but only if the person buried ends up being alive or your money back.
For some reason you have been on my mind, not a little but a lot. Lets see, in the mid 1980’s I walked into the Alma, I viewed you sat with erm, Janet and Peter? I ordered my drink and started chats with Dave. I had known Dave a long long time, my first memory of him, when he went on holiday to ‘Brid’ with us – my family, as he were a best friend of my much older brother Martin.
I had been to the Alma many times, never seen you though. Dressed in black with a hat, did you have a hat on? I think you did, I can’t remember, your eye liner was astonishing, as were your smile. I were asking Dave about you, I were smitten.
Time…
So, over the months of getting to know you I loved (anyone reading this, it wasn’t sexual). One night I remember you coming up to Windhill Cricket Club, to see me? I don’t know, but I were leaving, we had the most fantastic hug, I can feel it now but did we kiss? I remember watching you as I left. For various reasons I didn’t meet up with you after that, yet for some strange reason, you are all over my mind as I type this.
Terribly sad to hear of his death. You know, he went through so much in his life. I fear over the next 10 years or so the world war 2 veterans and folks that survived it will almost be lost.
The younger end, especially the millennials wont have a clue how or what happened to allow them the freedom they now have, now I best stop there.
Very nice, even though I think the photo has been sort of, improved. The thing is, once reading the article I got very uncomfortable. It states these ‘raunchy’ photographs are taken by her 18 year old son.
Okay, I must admit, why did you not ask 56 year old 13 tooth me Elizabeth Hurley! Why oh why did that idiot Hugh Grant do what he did… I’m confused lady.
Shit, I now notice she is claiming it is her 80 year old mother taking the snaps. Either way and whatever, son and mother taking sexy photos, jeez, it just isn’t right, perhaps it’s the stained bubble those type of folks live in or is it mine?
