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Tuesday 25th October 2016.

I will simply pinch myself..and say gosh the days are rolling at an alarming speed talk about hang on to ones stockings in the race to catch the ticking clock. A poor excuse for not sitting here before this machine to foam words across this big wide open blank screen....i wish i could say the race to the White House has me gripped thus part of my reason for the sparce posts...But i was sad to read this evening that the New Yorker cannot wait for Clinton to fit her arse in the White House..a heavy sigh is being polite....and another poor excuse as a reason for my long pauses tramping across this white screen...Sometimes i simply sit here words fail to greet me in some form of fashion good enough to work on under the swinging light bulb....Perhaps the dark nights beginning to draw in..the turning back of the clock in day light hours savings long after the war bites in the dust, do i expect Vera Lynn..to be under the lamp light singing we'll meet again..will the French stop making wine and why is this country not out of Europe already as the big mighty rusty Russian navy slips by pushing out more smoke than a giant ant....time i think to hit the pillow...So Goeth.....

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