As always the ticking clock has beaten me once more this working saddle week..am i sad or in glee or simply thankful i have reached this Bank Holiday Weekend Friday free from melancholy madness and my stockings as wrinkled as ever...life is a gas so T. Rex...sung in my youth...The Buzzcocks...singing Orgasm Addict...was some thirty seven years ago...my wrinkled hands match my wrinkled stockings and as the clock ticks to 10.30pm....in eight minutes as my mind is already beginning o prepare for the working saddle tomorrow..i wish all whom pass this way a good weekend......So Goeth...
Friday 27th May 2016.
As always the ticking clock has beaten me once more this working saddle week..am i sad or in glee or simply thankful i have reached this Bank Holiday Weekend Friday free from melancholy madness and my stockings as wrinkled as ever...life is a gas so T. Rex...sung in my youth...The Buzzcocks...singing Orgasm Addict...was some thirty seven years ago...my wrinkled hands match my wrinkled stockings and as the clock ticks to 10.30pm....in eight minutes as my mind is already beginning o prepare for the working saddle tomorrow..i wish all whom pass this way a good weekend......So Goeth...
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Monday 20th January 2025.
" Hanging on the telephone " so sang Blondie perhaps decades ago, or perhaps centuires is the feeling if the song pops up within my ears…
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Thursday 16th January 2025.
Wow Gosh another sunshine day... across Greater Manchester...This now wrecked building only home to Pigeon's these days must have been up for…
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Tuesday 14th January 2025.
Today has been an melancholy Tuesday...a bleak winters day across these northen streets i have travelled in my old rubber tyred banger..Andy…
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