A funny lot of dreams, sat with me was Robbie Williams, of Take That fame, hanging around me all the time in some countryside place, Aunty Shelia, various other friends as he kissed, caressed and mooched about. We all knew who he was, but he was not famous anymore and we just liked him. There was food too to eat…
Yesterday I posted a dear diary event on my blog upsetting lucille…It wasn’t meant to harm her, or do anything wrong, but those words tumbled out of me and I just felt I needed a place for it, them, me, to express my own top lines without trying to be clever or tell anyone about 5G, or GND, or the controlled opposition of which Extinction Rebellion is, and that Climate Change needs thinkers not deniers or gullible signer on’s who want to push for carbon being outlawed and taxed to fill the coffers of the greedy institutions like the U.N, The Banks, IMF and those who make the laws up…
I am aware my dog job is under threat too, as I do take a lot of holidays going away to Devon this week and next weekend I shall be at some festival with Greg Sams in the countryside…And then another tour up to the Arctic circle passing the Norway fields….in a tub…..And then what about the summer holidays – where shall I be? France, or England? I must get on with buying a little car to take me far far far away…from this fizz and crackle of 5G and Londons mirth and misery!
My dear nutty Russian came over last night spilling her enthusiasm at me with her new found concept which will require Richard Sharpe and Zen Essex to co-create her designs…I can see it too. Embroidery time is ahead….
My guest arrived, a Professor in English Literature and as he sat himself down with me, I asked him what’s up, he came back with “Well as you know we have a difficult situation in the States with politics”, so I moved into my behind the curtain story and how it doesn’t really matter which head of State comes in..they are all the same…however I moved swiftly on to talk about the environment and the total decimation of the soils in England from the 1947 Agricultural Act that paved the way for organo-phosphates to be used in the name of ‘Increasing The Yields in the Fields’ and for taxpayers to pay for their wholesale destruction of the lands, wiping out millions of acres of top soil, ploughing up rare wild flowers and water meadows and cutting the hedges down under the new false beating drum of capitalism and government in cahoots.
We arrived at the Common farm water meadows as I fiercely placed my points re: the madness of torch groups being funded by dubious men and women under the guise of improving our lives with the old causing a problem, reacting and then offering solutions. My Grandfather Frank Henry told the Ministry of Food and Farming to sod off in the war years. His explanation was that why would he plough up the Water-meadows when they would only flood in winter? He had a great point and those 100 acres survived mutilation and mass destruction, thus creating the SSI status (Site of Specific Interest) and now are preserved for future generations, the only thing is, no one gets to go on that land as it is owned by Big Pharma monies after my step mother sold. However my point is thus: We are being pushed, swayed, cajoled by false science, false alarmists, false inconvenient truths from the main stream and ER, IPCC, Agenda 21 are all leading to the totalitarian ball and chain in all our living arrangements and as an ex consultant in all things to do with carbon foot-printing, I can see how things are written on the wall…..
June 1st 2019 Dear Diary……