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Twenty years ago I was sat down watching the box and saw what a bunch of mad people did. Whether it was a bunch militant Arabs, or psychopathic elites and their lackies it does not matter. What we ought remember is, those who died, how the state of the world has changed since then. Finally what human beings are capable of, when their ego’s get out of hand and they are given too much power and money.

Other news now. The weather has been quite pleasant these last days and I have compelled myself to a whole lot of things. Mostly gardening, a large amount of gardening. Having got a whole load of stuff done outside, it is now time to do a whole lot of stuff inside. This inside stuff includes writing blogs, preparing fruit for turning into wine and making my excuses to the job centre. I long for the day, when I no longer have to claim govt. support and relish telling them to f*ck off. Not that that is ever going to happen, its easier to be polite when ending a relationship. You never know if you might need that some ones help again. Talking about Job centres, I am thinking of applying for a different realm of work, I like gardening, but would I want to be a gardener. I use it to deal with my life stresses, ideal perhaps, but would I want to garden my own garden? Imagine how chefs feel after a long days work in a kitchen. Going home and cooking yet more food in their own kitchen. Or do they get a kebab on the way home instead. I used to cook for a living and did so on a regular basis, eating the stuff I cooked at work, got a little tiresome after the first week. So kebabs ruled.

Funerals are probably best left alone, as are shops and supermarkets. If I find myself involved with retail again I may well kill myself. (After doing a lot of other people first) I abhor violence and would not want anyone to have to clean up after losing it. I love nature and animals, though the pig farm is not the sort of place I would want to involve myself with. Nor the egg company, they are too much like Auschwitz for animals, in fact the only difference between these places is the commodity involved. I cannot think of a more foul species on this beautiful planet we share. I dislike slugs with a passion, especially when I step on them in bare feet. Spiders, once my most feared and hated ‘opponent’ is now a favoured friend. Rats, Mice Cockroaches and other beastly things… Only ants are so violent and destructive towards members of their own species.

Old Samuel’s Whiskers

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I learnt a terrible lesson last night, never buy bottom shelf whiskey no matter how much you need a drink. Even though it did the job it has left a ghastly hollow place in my stomach this morning. Product of the USA, blended and Bottled in The Netherlands. If I had seen the last bit I would not have touched it. The best thing for this stuff is to rub it on aching joints or wiping clean woodwork. Drink tea instead. Dutch whiskey, yuck! never again. Best cure for the morning after? loud music, food and coffee. Writing about it is optional and lets the world know you are as flawed as the rest.

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Samuel Whiskers as portrayed by Beatrix Potter

I grew up on a diet of Beatrix Potter stories and always found the imagery of Tom Kitten with his head and tail sticking out of a pudding one of the most fascinating things going. My young mind probably never considered the fact, the rats were more than likely going to do some cooking in the very near future. I guess this tale could be turned on its head from being a tale about The perils of childhood misbehaviour and re-issued as a warning against eating strange and unwholesome foods, though wasn’t that more to do with Bats? Eating rats is pretty gross too, being a vegetarian, I would never eat one and I tend to wash vegetables before proceeding to cook or eat them. You never know what might have crawled over them or even worse pissed.

Other news, I could write a ton of invective about a certain online travel company, but I am not. Just be careful about whom you book your holidays with. Have you noticed something about politicians? When their lips move, they start lying I think it must be a reflex action they cannot help. Have you also noticed that the news is guaranteed to be about death, doom and disaster, every bloody time. War, famine, Death, Covid…

Is it any wonder watching that shit gives people a head ache and makes them sick. If you want to know what is going on in the world, look outside your day and listen to the birds singing, watch the Squirrel as he collects his winter store, Speak to your cat (Or Dog) they will tell you the truth (That of unremitting love) no matter what goes down. If you happen to buy newspapers, use them for keeping the floor clean when decorating, or help in starting bonfires for Autumn leaves and other garden debris. If that is not your thing, you could pretend to be an artist, cut bits of them out and make a collage of some sort. Otherwise save your money and pinch your neighbours one after they have thrown it in the recycling bin.

Bed clothes, Covid and Pangolins

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So before I go and do something more mundane like changing the bed clothes and shooing the cats outside, I am going to write. Then I ought to get on and do some more school work, however the weather looks nice today and to waste it would be a pity so I shall put the washing out to dry in it and do some stuff out there as well. being outdoors is good for the spirit and working with nature has been proven to be beneficial also.

Aside from the weather, J and I have been spending lots of time chatting via video link We are still apart from each other due to this stupid Corona bug but what can you do. It will probably go away as quickly as it came and in a few years be replaced with something equally tiresome, brought about by eating Rats, Bats, snakes or Pangolins… It boggles my mind as to the rubbish people will put down their throats and call food but that is just me and as tasty as Chicken can be, they look much nicer feathered and strutting around the yard, scratching in the dirt. In truth of course there a thousand different theories as to how the Covid started, most of them are utter cobblers and the one about 5G being the cause, beggars belief entirely. The best one is probably unhygienic practices at some food market or other. Hopefully people learn the lessons from this pandemic and the planet and its inhabitants can move forward accordingly.

A place I want to be WIP 2020

Otherwise the art is coming along fine, though I have yet to do anything on the above subject or am I likely too. There are better things to focus my attention upon.