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Thursday 3rd May 2018.

I have today climbed from my cellar after trying to  sort amongst the ghosts of hoarding, should i keep this, that, or the other some objects i simply gasped sighed thought gosh where has time gone..bits have come out into the daylight kicking and screaming however it is done the Spring cleans of cleans one or two bits for charity shops the rest into the vast land fill tips where people down centuries migh go gosh or some unlucky space rider from Dan Dare comics crash landing..
An old CD..player still works which made me smile and has won an another stay...it did take me a few momnets to pump up the volume perhaps it did not want to play Magic Bus from the hippy era, an era i came through on shirt tales wishing i had been a tiny bit older but then again would i have missed the 70'S.. David Bowie and all that glitter crazyness and perhaps to would i have not been a Transvestite, perhaps not, sometimes wishing is bettter left on the trees one passes along lifes rocky road no regrets as they say say....as each bend turns..
It is soon time to take the next  fork in the woods in R. Frosts poem...a small Packet arrived to day in the post a book on poems to be learnt by heart i was never much cop at school on learning such by heart, even if it is too late now at least my soul smiles..within the pages is the poem Invictus i luv the line " i am the captain of my soul..." So Goeth...Good Weekend All Whom Pass this way...

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