Friday, 21 November 2025

Ohh to have been a fly on the Transition Town wall...

 dam and blast

beaten by the users

Who pretend to care

In the place of my most reliable plug.

oops no excuse ever for the wrong English word even if the high Ministresses offend every day

socket.


SO yes... (this is not ancient history, soon we shall get to the 'now' version except its impossible any individual worth mentioning can be met here so that's the definition of her "centeredness" : ignoring everyone else except there are some tales to tell.... one being how extraordinary that the men of the job are gibbertoo up here... I didn't think it was that bad...)


Anyway 2006ish maybe 7 (i have perfect records but it takes socket-to-em time to dig them out especially the really groovy ones which are the only main reason i started to take many a photo: to make finding the chronicle reference in audio, easier... 

For some years they've been warbling about the Alan Lomax Archive - you have to pay to get into...

I know for a fact, no hubris involved that maybe even  this epoch mine will be dipped into for real reasons of what's the truth of the past...

unless made up stories about singers from the past continue to dominate the pea brained who can't deal with the real now...

Now.... it is truly awful that The Observer picked sexistly on Raynor Winn, not only rather than MRs AND Mister,  when an even more truly made up confected rather evil book proceeded.... by Mister.... someone else.

Paid for by your BBC license fee.

FAR more fantasy of the nice people of the hinterlands...

And anybody else, being it is clearly for 15 or more years been the national speciality, would have sued them/him for a real hate-crime. 

And there were Witnesses....

"ohh hi its the self pitying death cult...streetcorner scrounging for the ten percent of any converts... "

My friends.

W would from the first meeting autumn 2014,  belly laugh....  " ehh ...Matt is it now.... so that huge gas-guzzlin' yankee pickup parked next to your bible studies trestle table.....  at our show... have you read page 2 of your so called good book about the 'garden' being godgiven NOT to abuse or pollute... ehhhh... can you justify it then?..as i believe your 'him' whom must be obeyed can get rather slap happy if you disobey...him... while were at it 2000 years of a bloke being in charge please if a woman gets her turn maybe some of this febrile  gender stuff will evaporate furthermore only a woman boss lanyardist could have such a vicious sense of humour the way she plays big divine chessgames with us all.... [ interestingly the original pre Source woman on the hill yesteraft said so regarding  ferrets without knowin' owt about em ' i bet the girls bear grudges for life, and the boys eventually get a life... just like when it comes to my favourite "rescue" animal.censored i identify nobody and as every animal in their whole SW is "rescued"  - always in the first line of hello I am... my my thats a LOT of animal abuse out there somehwre....] ' .. "


Anyway the poor flies on Tranny town walls..


2007ish Di Geaves (Amy's mum) and her bloke FINEST warriors... and maybe did have a point in The Total Wasteland of Llandrindod Wells.. even those who couldn't afford HAy or Presteigne wouldnt dream of buying there 'i live by HAy..' 30km away - dangerous fulol of sad probation hostel lads and loadsa drugs and GUNS ...yes.. real ones - handguns used to get 'respect' as the local authority stole their dad, so...... .. " the local authority and local bigman [how Wales is run, still] so hate anything Green maybe this new fangled name will befuddle their peasized ones and..."

wonderful couple. NO scintilla of critique... getting some 'awareness' and a nice clubclique for them too into the bargain...

BUt not too exclusive as they knew there are only about 10 peeps for 20 km who would come to a bargain jumble fundraiser sale if they knew what Transition Town stood for... 


Anyway her aside, my ohh my as things changed maybe 5 ...seven years ago i bet he Mr Hopkins "educator" of Totty Town except i wouldnt even touch one if paidto...  his 'word' having been rather repurposed, god i bet his pee went as red with envy as  she/she would be is she/she knew how happy i was...  never4 mind 100% always focused never ever maudlin or ...

Except justabitago... there i am meandering to charge up and i have the whole next segment bouncing around in my head, nothing could distract from it...

Until popping my nose in to some local freespace maybe a quick usage of hers...

And top ... not in hushed tone but TOP of their voices its ALL about the various "wives swapping"...

wombs... a (SO SO CONTROLLED for eyecolour and size of nose .. their words... ) game of womb swapping...  between girlfriends and wives..

i didn't have the heart to say get a prenup, the  facts are homobloke marriages last 7 years.. hetro a lot longer.. girl on girl SIX.... 


wow i overstated as i give the benefit of the doubt according to Oggle 

The average length of a marriage before divorce varies by location, but recent data from England and Wales indicates the median duration is around 12.3 years for opposite-sex couples and 5.9 years for same-sex male couples, and 5.1 years for same-sex female couples. However, the average le

Their business, even if the lawyers will get even richer..

BUt it is almost as if its a business model for MY generation especially thisterregion to foghorn top of their voices about something that quietly when no customers are listening they really HATE as affront to their  purpose on this planet.... as they all knew .. to accommodate and find a useful mean with the provider of the semen...  never mind the sceince saying that only a human inseminator will often though not so in uk... tend to the produce thick or thin no matter what...forever..

Funny old world bragging about "catalogue" dads... 

especially in the region they all came to to stick pics on their FAkebook saying how they loved being "close to nature and a natural way of being" 


Anyway forget here here doesn't exist as clearly i dont either when i cannot even endear myself to a German infected by their Totty memes too...

despite tellin' her I am Herman..

or his fabulous brown creation

(note to self Sid had his being nothing at the river..i so so trump that that fine summer of 24...  there is one job lower than even the untouchables of his classist people wont do.... )


Anyway fat men and their lying books.


Now there is nothing better than a decade ago realising that even she (under the influence of the most evil YAnk of them all who got a pill-free young woman onto the pills she was taking...behind my back...and 3 months later she is of course full on in the whacky ward, little green men inclusive..)may make up falsies...protect onesself!


though i would have loved to hear her rendition at their piano of her fave song...she told me she blasted out even more top of voice than ever....gotta be this version though...when crowds knew quality rather than virtue signals...




So y6es a big fat man

(i loved) i shall not have time to get to the punch line...


Witnesses i loved ( uhhh MAtt i only talkk to you lot for HOURS on end as we all make each other LAUGH belly laugh big fat ones...you attacking me so barbarian like.. even your wifey she chimes in....  our many hour long streetcorner duels to the death over your metaphysical madness vs mine...  as i always say if one even slightly cracks a joke at the 'New Age' or rather self obsessed narcissists even if i disagree with that word... they will never talk to you again cross the road if they see your shadow ok you lot cant run away as you are on pimp duty but ... we laugh.. we fight....we are 'god' if you must the only definition i know of..harmony no matter what we believe or you lie about believing ...cos it got you such a super sexy wifey and we know English and America blokes like to have control and as they cant do so with their dick or real love they make up other confines... like your death cult "


Anyway a6t least 5 years of recorded duels me and them.... as they were also aware UK world centre of false allegations (it having affected him) i told them after a time... " one day i shall publish them as they are wonderful...  we are equal in our insults and clever quips... in fact as you know i know your scripture better than you or your smartphone as i remember the actual stories you have to look on it just to know what Mammon is for gods sake..."

of no real interest until...

He starts to release bits of his book....

The @History' of the 'counterculture' based ona  man who


 when the book was published almost screamed at me  "the cunt has lied about me made up stories"

which merely shows how trhe so called ultimate zen hippy man didnt know what zen is: you know your5 story all else is irrelevant

But as the interviews occasionally continued, at Coop... on his substantial disability pension for not being disabled...

one day the truth came out (actually at the cash register) " well you know me ....well you dont.. and his lying book certainly didn't either.... the real me actually is obsessed with ONLY one thing...always have been always will be...guns.."


whicjh is less interesting.

What is interesting was to hear a few months earlier a Radio 4 program  - a big propper expensive one, much heralded, on how ALL the local artisans making sheepskin jackets for the 'community' etc etc  were so loving and lovely...his buddies...

And quite randomly over the following few weeks i was in cafes or even just shopping in COOP when if memory serves three of the four main lovely smiley artisanly participants in this program about " ohh we have SUCH a unique lovely community"  slagged off one of the others quite rudely and quite aggressively in range of my protection/chronicling device... 

(" ohh my what a true Alan Lomaxis archive gift.. who knows maybe one day i shall have time to reveal the truth. bingo!.")


BUt then that day... harassing the Witnesses who harassed me every time they saw me walking quietly by

(now there is a MOMENT in pretentious little rural towns the Colour Supplement brigade found...yes thats the REAL thing it went into audio recently i had no idea.. from around 2005 i would l;ook through The Guardian colour supplement or Observer (only if free copy avail in Shepherds to borrow)  and i just didnt GET IT.. these absurd rip off prices, these absurd Narnia cartoon lifestyle looks on sale at absurd prices...i do not understand how the retailer can even afford The Guardian advert likely expensive... nobody is QUITE so cartoonish cheesy and ridiculous to prance around with that patinated rural chic  'look' surely...i dont get the economics... i mean even here Sophie Bruce's rather lost  moneydigger of a Chelsea Chic only wears that silly costume we all see through, occasionally ..

when not dressed as Cruella Deville at the head of the hunt (Boxing day 2010 i believe best photos archive soon)  and you can see she MEANS that costume... all several thousand quid's worth plus the 50 grand nag...

Until..... 

hahh hahh now i know i was right, they would have had to sell bucket loads or very very big  whicker basket loads of that absurdist and absurdly expensive  'lifestyle' fayre... to pay for the ads.

And they did... here... 


Anywya of no i8nterest all i am interested in as being seen as the purest person ever. 

ANYone..i mean everyone..i mean every single English....would have complained in public, demanded a public apology...and sued for considerable damages (all they actually ever want) 

quite justifiaqbly too


At what the m,an i not only loved a bit but also had a year earlier spent a lot of time thinking " how can i get him to come walking with me my 50km a week around Herrock...he is going to die of that fat... and he did have something once to share... just once")

wanders past waddles past (his skinny wife must take SOME responsibility surely).. there we are in MID hilarious belly-laffin duel to the death... (MAtt protected by serious senior ex copper wifey   7 years this battle ongoiin took me about 2 to get her smiling too) 


And top of his lying fat face in a VERY public "promenading" place on a rare sunny winters farmers market day


" YOU... [ patinated Eastend] YOOOO...  ferkin ...CUNT....  these poor poor poor people came out of the wilderness crossed dead sees got genocided in assyria or ashniazee or whatever and YOU just perpetuate their tyranny and torture now  you FUCKING POREJUDICED CUNT YOU SHOUD BE....."

I mean VERY loudly...

Now...evemn mad godsquads sometimes have a memory, such as i always wone the rounds of "at least i DID good works on this earth ..now ...including all that family counselling of your mad lost sister MAtt you couldnt be bothered to....inspite of my soul not givin a shit....and  you lot obsessed with just saving your own pathetic selfish ones.."

" and i am ten times errata 4000 fishes worth fuckin poorer than you cos...  'at least i DID good works on this earth ..now ...including all that family counselling of your mad lost sister MAtt you couldnt be bothered to....inspite of my soul not givin a shit....and  you lot obsessed with just saving your own pathetic selfish ones..'.... "


"ok simon we give you those two rounds we conceded...."

" at least i was brave enough to breed in this pestilent country.. you just the end oif a deadsoul line..."

"ok yes our issues got in the way we concede.."

" but actions speak louder....when i went to Bolivia i trust NOBODY... all neighbours mad ... all friends neurotic townies.... and the only one i did trust was your Ian ...ohh hi ian coming to join in with their scamming sessions me taking up all your time as usual to protect innocent bypassers from  even looking at your propaganda and signing up with their bank account details.... only Ian did i trust to keep to his word and look after Esti's last two ferrets she had been abducted away from ever seeing years  earlier...  only ian as he's from Up north and had ferrits as a lad and...despite beinga  Jehovah Witness is a true man of his word as ive known years... and kindof love.... "

Ohh i wish Ian BBC MArchant had heard.. that reality.

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