Am i alone..as this festive season gathers across the five bar gate....today i worked the saddle gathered pace my tiny red van spoke in jitters the golf of space cried so i say the spirit of life lives in the haunts of P M Dawn..lesson never play music when blogging...or animal farm will bite..So Goeth...
Sunday 7th December 2014.
Am i alone..as this festive season gathers across the five bar gate....today i worked the saddle gathered pace my tiny red van spoke in jitters the golf of space cried so i say the spirit of life lives in the haunts of P M Dawn..lesson never play music when blogging...or animal farm will bite..So Goeth...
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Sunday 10th January 2021.
America...is simply America...as i trundle down the last nine yards of life...Nothing coming from across the pond staggers or shocks me...i simply…
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Friday 1st January 2021.
Wow am i glad no longer having to press the the year 2020...any more amongst my scribbles across this screen, nor am i sure if i am going to make any…
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Tuesday 29th December 2020.
The first fall of a proper snow line came across parts of Greater Manchester in the early hours of the morning, i pulled up my collar and walked to…
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