i should have....
But won't ever develop the sanity, so as to....
Anyway all these fake nooks like Wintering etc....
(there seem to be more than ever coming through now i was a bookseller 5 years i do know how books work in the UK...merely by hype!)
None will give a soiple equation: money from off or a L'Oreal pension pot or drug dealer bestie... well then they prefer to hire in the swish teams of van men from towns as they the landowner (and this one saw in past region all the time) despite every other word "we love our new Titley/ Presteigne etc etc community.."
dont have anyone like me local woodchopper or just friendly chatter over their gate... to see inside their psycho little castle of psychodrama or whatever they are scared of showing so teams from off at 20 or more quid an hr as they have to travel over they like...
its extraordinary even in 2020 and 21 in times of were all innit together....nope...
so be it YUK the gated communities in so many metaphorical ways
BUT a person with a local wage or landholding well they rightly need to make deals:
"ok.... i come and do a three day block....you can only afford £150 so i will stop by the laundrette on the way as its nearer you than me... spend a few hours of the day on my stuff including use the gate to air some of my laundry ....do 5 hrs of your stuff and three hours of my stuff whilst at your desrted property... and charge you UNDER the minimum wage for that 5hrs on your stuff, only, as i LIKE this space....and the job fills me with pride... shall we shake on that then ?"
its just astonishing how by pen and paper even.... as if it doesnt exist as if its pixi dust the written up deal... when you write it down for them....
right i have to find the sequence and all i care about is recording for my lost next generation that as i say the job is a dance...
and the clientelle so boring (endless references to mental health the ultimate excuse they all have for all gibbing edited out.... )
you have to make it fun somehow...
soon
the first twpo thje year before really are an opera mixed with Divine Comedy i do hope my mean readers may find some enjoyment - as i said to the seemingly near perfect woman today merely somehow to get the message over but with some laughs...
some engaging reality
five years ago i realised NO hope for my generation at all ever so its only about getting to the ... mums and dads of the next ...
All agree with me but nobody ever ever helps
and "hope" i have a superb longform real interview with the problem.... at Hay festival 3 years ago
" ohh but we must give them HOPE my dear ...[ London smartarse worthy journo type Cheltenham LAdy with friends in Horrorfordhsire of course to be near to 'Peters Little thing'..].... "
" god how THICK are you..... if we show and explain toyour kids just how truly insane mad and failed at environmental protection our whole generation have been - how we have broken every ruke we all knew of for 40 years ago never mind less is more even the rich old arfistos knew...more is just vulgar....
" and i have 20 years of stuff that shows exactly that..everty so called Green group mad terrorist con organisation merely set up to terrorise each OTHER if one doesnt have the same kind of yoga mat or attitude to humour or ... or of course nowadays, 'sexuality,......always....we could not have been more backstabbing fake and mad had we tried and thats without including even the top Green Goddesses like Lucas and the other one even faker.... if they see or hear or read that TRUTH they may figure ' ohh theres hope then....surely we cant fuck it up quite so badly as... our parents gen...' thats what hope IS you stupid woman..." the nice version of course in superb intellectual language as befitting a posh powerful Jane Austen fangirl old prune, type of interlocutor in the sun eating strawberries of course by Hay Castle
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