He bombarded her with text messages all day long. Inanities about where he was working and what he was having for lunch. Funny little anecdotes about his day. Reeling her into his life. Mildly bemused if not a little irritated at the banality of them. she gradually began to enjoy…
More war, just for a change
So India and Pakistan are at war now. I can’t even be bothered to research what it’s about because I’m sure it’s centuries lengthy, boring and as predictable as rain on a bank holiday. Kashmir or something, fighting over who it belongs to. I asked our mate Google. India is…
REFORM!
I was waiting with barely controlled excitement on what was looking like Reform finally getting a foothold in Thursday’s local elections. My last two votes went to Reform after voting conservative my whole life but they’d lost the plot. Living in a Pakistani colonisation of West Yorkshire I’m buried up…
Transphobic and proud
So this week we’ve had a result for British women. Real women not ones with a cock and balls I might add. The supreme court and five judges had to declare what a woman was which has to be the biggest pisstake out of women yet in the whole of…
Bringing back the noose…
So the little brown terrorist that intentionally blew up children at the Manchester Arena in 2017 has now wrought life threating injuries with burning oil and home made blades on three prison guards just doing their jobs. If there was ever a time to bring back hanging it would be…
Making art and thinking thoughts…
I was doing a bit of art tonight in my journal. All in the silence: no doggies, no music. In the flow they call it and it’s true. Time disappears when you’re fully immersed in doing something you enjoy. I forgot about lunch the other day which has encouraged me…
Little islands far away full of trans and loveys
”…..you absolutely look like a man who would reach 50 and decide now is the time to abandon his wife and live out his cross dressing fetish full time, so I absolutely believe you support men who identify as trans.” He does as well. He looks like a fucking weirdo…
Spring equinox
As I’ve got older I’ve found that this is my favourite time of the year. Tomorrow is the Spring equinox and also Ostara- the Pagan celebration of Spring. Everything is coming back to life as Mother earth wakes the land with the promise of sunshine and warmth. A renewal and…
Low Life Protection
Walking the dogs yesterday morning I passed a young woman and her baby setting off towards town. I turned around and said ‘I don’t know if you’ve seen the Facebook posts but..’ she said she had and was taking care. Here in Keighley we have Eastern Europeans targeting young women…
TikTok dross
I’ve recently taken to having the occasional look at TikTok. Having an online business it’s apparently best to embrace all the various online platforms to advertise oneself. Being just inside the Boomer generation and the era of three tv channels, illegal botty sex and the last UK execution by hanging…