I am also edging towards my next decade with alarming speed i have been marking of the days with hope and peeking from behind the wall paper that a book i read a few years ago about just such a man whom marked off to retirement...thus as the story goes never woke up on the day when he could throw off his work saddle and perhasp drink bubbles until he floated down stream in to oblivion...perhaps that is why the three fates cut his cord perhaps they are simply tea-total...some deep thinking to be taken in my mad world of huff and puff and my old friends Winnie-The-Poo...King Canute and that lonesome rambler so far out in front The Last Samurai...whom is searching for the super bubble of all time...Perhaps they will trundle with me as i have booked again a few days to Barcelona how could i resist sixty-pound return flights...you cannot even get on a train down to London for such a price....fitting i think..seeing how i was born abroad....during the days of sssshhh i will whisper the British Empire.. in some far off flung RAF..station.....So Goeth...
Sunday 11th October 2015.
I am also edging towards my next decade with alarming speed i have been marking of the days with hope and peeking from behind the wall paper that a book i read a few years ago about just such a man whom marked off to retirement...thus as the story goes never woke up on the day when he could throw off his work saddle and perhasp drink bubbles until he floated down stream in to oblivion...perhaps that is why the three fates cut his cord perhaps they are simply tea-total...some deep thinking to be taken in my mad world of huff and puff and my old friends Winnie-The-Poo...King Canute and that lonesome rambler so far out in front The Last Samurai...whom is searching for the super bubble of all time...Perhaps they will trundle with me as i have booked again a few days to Barcelona how could i resist sixty-pound return flights...you cannot even get on a train down to London for such a price....fitting i think..seeing how i was born abroad....during the days of sssshhh i will whisper the British Empire.. in some far off flung RAF..station.....So Goeth...
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Thursday 12th May 2022.
I think i need to poke my head out of the front door smell the coffee, hold my hand out to feel as if it is raining them pull on my busted stockings…
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Monday 9th May 2022.
Today i have started my second week without a reminder to pull on my blue uniform...i do not miss it..or am i lying to myself, perhaps... i do not…
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Tuesday 3rd May 2022.
I no longer drive one of these.... My blue uniform is now gathered up, old bits, new bits, consisting of shirts, high viz vests, which i always…
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