"community" but all is merely the dull 'psychogeography' - the only one of their new paradigm buzzwords i allow

 (other than as a shortcut word, acronym, for the true end of the road, BPD) 

oops i wanted to put his wonderful word about her, 'turbulent' in the title, ohh well as usual ultra multi tasking just to persist into the day, on fresh air... hopefully muck heap fumes soon as long as my saviour the older NORTHERN woman is ready for action...

oops the 'l' is cut off i'm not scared of adders i snooze in the bracken often at afterlunchtime especially a lovely day like yesters..

 not 'turbulent. years of youthful plodding up a hill pushing your bike it being too steep to peddle..

I know cycling psychogeorgraphically made my inner persona...

but can she a Lowlander understand ? time may tell... 

which is merely due to a wonderful new reader  - well i think she can, who wants to know "wtf are you..?" as she is a rather good unusually alive artist. And agrees that some joint effort on certain things connected to her next generation twenty something, also, is needed...  they have no REAL guides or saneish old farts to show them How to Live... 

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/community-and-only-way-i-know-of-to.html

all i really know from a life of observationalism of all their fancy 'modalities' is that lots of long walks up the hills of N Wales pushing your (hardly any gears) bike, no cycle helmet either,  back up to get home or elsewhere far more fun, i think is a splendid vaccination against going psycho..no matter what Lowlander nonsense  is so thrown up in your way...it's all utterly behind one back, down the hill, Utterly irrelevant, to the 'now' ... and one has to save every bit of puff to make it where you need to be: back up above them, in safety...

....and hilltop serenity.

  

there is a lot more END OF THE ROAD..materielle, in my drafts still to maybe finish and get up here ....soon