So just in case i die of serendipitous joyfilled plenishy stuff - real nectar, that proves itself in extremely good Bristol Chart ratings.
Not that the Swestern varieties can maintain even their smiles between the varying plant tops they stumble around endlessly, in the dark...
"keep a journal young man its truly interesting the eco upheavals this one...especially here.."
Now..i know they will have listened (posher version of Captain Fantastic en famille) and even done IT...especially when told a story of how we gaggled around the first one seen and then where the second one was and what happened in between.
indeed my photos are of a far more sylvan beautiful version... a real one rather than the other come-latelys around and about..THE END of the yellowed badly maintained brick road...
In the ...well not saying! In fact that's a sneaky way to do it, place it on Exmoor! as rival....
" thanks for telling us those stories.... is this it here [on my phone] ... ?"
" yes ... i promise you'll like it from your clearly wise mind to even slag off your own born a Catholicism...
"but thats not what its about, you even heard the old scholar agree with me its a beautiful tract about real pacifism..
"never mind when i watched it i realised that winter 1976 it imprinted on me a good balanced morality
"and ive never been able to not be on the lookout for she
"is my perfect one...dark hair...skinnyish...
"does NOT let him get away with an easy ride...
" youve had you cake and eaten it too M asssterrr Rid...
" but you're not getting a free pass back into the bracken with me unless you...
"god i learned so much from that even if of course one fails to remember, and one is failure, nevertheless superb true feminist tract too.. yes she looks a bit Lorny too... though is far sexier...
"anyway back to business... so your Papism... how interesting is THAT!!!! god nobody has told me that before..."
" ahhahhh kind sir let me tell you another story... i was living in the Far East and a friend of mine was taken to the hospital and we knew dying. A Buddhist priest scuttled in from behind the fridge almost like a cockroach ...
" and let me tell you what he said to me a mere in his ashram eyes [******]* ...well clearly they aren't quite as they seem either.... "
* not telling its so good there's a whole book innit a proper one....if only they dare....
But the real book, as to be botheredin truths of peoples other side of planet even if their nutjobbery infested London many a decade ago - no other county except Surrey of course had the insanity to believe their be-cloaked grift ... is not for the person of the other people. Who's job is merely to set example regarding her own truth telling of her own people.
Even if they never ever will as sadly i lament and daily discover.
HOW....ever.... i know what is at root. They merely can't listen; eg
" let me tell you.... this bird i met randomly yesters... i didnt pay her much mind as she was in a flock rather past their sold byebye date... as i just added in a bit to their tour guided by someone who really DID reveal the deeper down truths to me....
inadvertantly
but then she had been listening and moseyed up my way and we had this wonderful chat no holds barred based on SELF DEPRICATION the sexy sort...
yes what you hear is right we can't ever quite tear out the bloodied Mary thing.. or that silly shaded nonsense ... "
" hey but you alone maybe have the best fun - sin, go and lie to your priest about it's frequency and absolute unfealty.... and then start over again redeemed.. even if all disloyalty is only sadness in reality, eventually"
" anyway let me tell you a story.. about my time in the Far East... and that age i wouldnt worry you're still just a baby compared to me !!"
Ferk Me... i really did think maybe sixty three
A straight back bouncy body and super super sparkly eyes...
fizzing out in the gloom
As i say, so often " hmmm....maybe ten maybe twenty percent really do LET GO all the way.... no more coyness no more fake politeness no more pretending its all peace and harmony in their local 'community'.... or as i would see that on e atop the Herrock Hill National Park just her bounding up she faster than me way past seventy three... no sports shoes or even water bot....
indeed usually attired quite witchily....
alone have what they all want, but too scaredy cat to let go and find it
... almost eternal youth AND desirability... "
stupid me why didnt i grab her and at least get her email " we need to collaborate on that one - you ALONE daring to besmirch the unbesmirchable.... and i know you would answer one unlike all the rest i have absolutely no idea ever nowadays what on earth any of em actually have in their head behind their far less alive eyes than yours... so burnin bright
with truth serum...
and realising the key is in givin up ever again bein uptight
shame most of the rest dont know whats best
for them..
always....even down under ... youll be liking the weather then hahh hahh..."
" bit chilly if you ask me..."
In a manner thats the EXACT opposite of a moan: pure unadulterated cheek, even at the expense of her regional tour guides... her local friends.
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