Thursday 21 March 2024

but i do have


But i do have

 

Thursday 21 March 2024

But i do have

 ...one

Smallest regret.

Yesterallday,  what a truly impossibly full of rather groovy, spirited people day...

A mere aside.

At the paupers ' social justice' cafe.

I now know even her, the Indian ... so interesting in fact, a whole book in one set of deep dialogues, and about 10 hours in ( over 4 weeks of random), we get to the nub: even a most modern minded Indian, and I trust her... does not  have an internal mental picture that there will ever be an ongoing equal full ( 'familial') relationship  with her now 25 year old, not seen for 18 years ! due money fights.... with her only daughter.

 

You won't read about that cultural construct in The Guardian or Hay Festival aproved fake 

Indilit...

( i read all of Vikram Seth)

 

The time.... 

A most rediculously full up winter, from weirdominorbug recovery.... time last November...

 

Though here, London-on-sea, it seems near impossible to get beyong anyone's  Stepforditis and hear all their fully open self ( all agreeing- dozens: ' utter societal crisis/ breakdown dystopia') 

 

just hiding behind the bourgeois construct to never let themselves Be who they know they should Be...for the common good...

 

And never ever following up any deep meeting of ( more open -  i have my ways) minds, and having even a cuppa down the line.. 

 

Taken up so so so much of my time- energy...

So Be it....

 

But i have a simply astonishing, real "we are the original abbo gyppo  large clan peeps of the whole South West   .."  hilarious wonderful, fantastically esteemed 62 year old matriach ... gran to 22, great gran to one..  so full of the good type of pride she makes radically rude sexy quips at me sat at next table at my charging station, first line of a convo...... and her daughter with 4 kids ..i even got her to fully let go  ... fully.... 

at first " hmmm... why we speakin with this bloke ... and he nade personal comments about my 3 under 3s tellin me theyre astonishingly well behaved  compared to many others he has observed...and cute ...all in beige too ..ee says!   eckerslike a bleedin paedo groomin'..  well ees picked the rong family...all several hundred of us will ave im"

ten minutes later she's even seeking legal advice about the Rachman style council static all she can get as a home.... and gives the full story

And givin metoo her  fabulous funny, all... the

 " human" version...

 

Startin when i showed i even knew the Kington vile hatecrime words, all you ever heard there..." well shes not a pure one like me...  she a gorger..!"

and as if on cue to show you how crap your internet is, just checking the spelling

this  from Google first result  simply is untrue

What does Gorger mean in Gypsy?

According to the Oxford English Dictionary, a 'gorger' is a man; esp. a finely dressed man, a gentleman. The OED defines “in Romani usage: a person who is not Romani; a non-Gypsy” as 'gorger' (first-used 1843) but also uses almost the same definition for 'gadjo' (1886).

 

I HATE PHONES

lost my formatting pasting in spam off the internet......half an hour to jab it back to readable format

... to cont...a gorger is mainly used in Herefordshire and midlands to denote a HALF breed mong.... someone born to one 'full' Roma, and one nonny... and a frequent  partial insult ... 

"she said shes pure, but we know shes a bloody gorger.. "

 so often i heard this, years being George Borow of The Marches specially so nasty mad  Kington.. many gorgers around.... take many pubs  mix in many  ye oldy gyppo camps ... loads of hayrick sexy fun! ..irrespective of stupid tribal badges....  ( Borow, his non gyppo book Wild Wales by far his best - on reality .. English lairds  actual nazi behaviour  especially in NE Wales ...  literally starving to death by evictions and then blocking work oppourtunities,  ' abbo' peeps there...)

 

So that broke the ice, sentence 3  gettin in 

" gorger" 

proved i wasnt a paedo on the hunt...

But why... why didnt i recruit or at least ....woe is me!?!.. show off:

"Like  your real actual peeps... not you two  fakes in statics....  For 3 years ... i move, migrate..... between my atchin tans...  i have half a dozen here......had a do,en last region over 30 km circle..... never ever pay a penny in parking.... 

no one knows i am even there unless snoring .... those safer stopping places...  i live daily the poetry of them...  i kind of addicted to it in a way now ..it is the pure 'living in the moment', we do our best to be humbly aside... even if i never pinch anythin i wouldnt sully my fingers on any if the bourgeoisie's stuff....   and never wish to Be bothered by anyone in our temporary home for the night or week....  and the only word i have ever had against me was at my first atch ( in tan) ... ( avenue 6 Juin..'list' )...  parked up where a beauty,  to beat even the most magnificent ever Gypsy Rose Lee ....  

 just scowled at me....  then prob 6 months later sent  a Henchman ... 

my sorrows ...

better than any of your moaning well fed gypsys ...myths!!! ...... 

but please tell me ... of the traditions and stories and even myths of my daily word,  minetoo:  'atchin tans'...!"

how could i have forgotten that !? ... oh well how sad never mind...

my whole world, the  atchs .. and i plain forgot to quizz the muvva tongues....

oh well....i got 2 better new atchs....  sussed for the whole summer

 

in places where folk pay hundreds a night

and many quids a day just to park... 

 

ANDREA ...now..!! and many life affirming  interviews on my travels... begin

I not a negative 

Declension Nestbeschmutzerin is a feminine noun and Nestbeschmutzer is a masculine noun. Remember that, in...

 

i sought the true spirited footstampy ones..( from in fact April 2020)... a fair few found.... 

which makes  it even more tragic, on me....  none ever ever take the next step and even  have a cuppa to chat through an essay or issue they care about... to write something graceful and speak the truth...many want to,  none have the balls to....

 

oh well their toxic aisle, their kids....  who even make up lifechanging false alegations about the husband of churchwarden Sarah,  a 30 year most valued  and beloved...schoolteacher 

at a fuckin Steiner...

destroyed his career... destroyed their lives several years whilst ' investigated'.... 

and all middle class mums of many i chat with all speak of sleeplrss nights... the hard drugs, self harm.... even here, even the majority of 14 yeaf olds....  their Alice ybrough the looking glass real life.... rather than the myth they only perform.... umtil they meet me... 

no values anywhere ever again here.... especially if no one but the gyppos fully bright eyed.... speaks out! ..all the way, proudly....top of our voices in a busy cafe

but with  only poignant grace

... as once

upon her filigree lined face

( she did when i first saw.. her december 2012.... .. but i guess even she was... Britainised... which means, castrated... and all the eunuchs ever do 10 yrars my meanderin....i find,  is moan about things 'wrong' with them - the final 1 hr interview yesteraft in that yesteraft with two perfectly healthy women...moan moan... [ " no i did NOT say that,  all i said is this performance of health or body obsession is YOUR CURRENCY.... its not a judgement-assessment, merely social anthropology.... factual objective observation...i have from 10 years observing and also MAKING real alliance first steps......however it IS also the reason no one ever saved the rivers of my last region, here....or DID anything  to do the normal ' right thinking'  citizen job of holding baddies to account .. or finding real community solutions... even to porn  drugs etc... your kids are lost to... ...all their energy goes into absurd narcissistix...  of their ' self' care/ obsession/ hypocondria which is what fuckin erbs are,  too....]   . ... and moaning about  how even the herbalist has a queue of 3 months

.... to be ripped off by... her)

the ' nature cure' Be ing free... 5 km a day minimum walking averaged out per mpnth....loadsa uv...... and  fight for rights.... old folk in  even Hay nursing home will tell you.. the ones who live the longest... say " keep on fightim the buggers til the end ...or at keast until you LAUGH a real belly laugh at the greed and absurdism all around...and NEVER self censor or repress your true feelings... that kills earlier than anything else"