I’m tired of tomatoes and hoping for some sun. I want the wind and the rain to come. Falling leaves and conkers, beanie hats and jumpers, Frigid air and toes that are numb in my wellies. I want to hibernate. I want to shut the windows and draw the curtains…
Month: September 2023

Memories in music
Following on from my post about Napster I thought I’d share a band that Napster introduced me to. I went on to buy several albums of theirs. But it’s been awhile and listening to the words of this particular song for the first time in years made me almost throw…

Silence & foxes
Last week my eldest little dog and myself quietly followed a fox late in the afternoon in the cemetery. It was a grey day, heavy and humid and still before the storm. He was beautiful and handsome and slightly evil looking at the same time and I was a little…

Fame
I’ve never been a fan of Britney Spears simply because I never knew who she was. Different generations and music genres. I’ve recently been watching her Instagram. Initially, because it was like watching the antics of Kanye West. It’s a juicy and titillating cringe fest. It’s my afternoon cup of…

Thoughts
“It’s always hard to remember love – years pass and you say to yourself, was I really in love, or was I just kidding myself? Was I really in love, or was I just pretending he was the man of my dreams? Was I really in love, or was I…

RAPE
Russel Brand. You only have to look at him or listen to his ‘comedy’ for ten minutes to know he adores himself. He’s tall, slim and has lots of hair, a massive ego and the gift of the gab. He’s also famous. Women have fallen at his knees and he…

NAPSTER
Who remembers napster in the early days? Man that was beautiful place and a beautiful time. we’d got our first computer and it was connected to the baby internet by a dial up connection. This was around 1999/2000 and it was phenomenal! I can still hear that screech as it…

When the purge comes…
Russel Brand, accused of sexual assault and rape. Well who would have believed it? Me for starters. You only have to look at the sleaze bag and his permanently open mouth and gritted teeth. I can smell his bad breath and cheesy penis from here. I wonder how many haven’t…

The Sociopath
I’m going to write about toxic people again. Well about one person I know. A sociopathic woman that I thought I’d left behind a long time ago. Once she laid in wait for me to leave our town’s Continental Market. lashings of pretend Polish beer and strong vodka. She called…