bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Tuesday 5th February 2019.

The rush of rubber tyres begins out side my window the morning rush hour where cars eat cars wrapped up in butterfly wings is some thing i do not miss..a thin jack frost bites across parked cars tin roof's, a hue of pink in the sky means only, a possible no show of rain and IF any sunshine  a cold wet willy is about the only straw falling across the Manchester basin today.
Today is the first sockdolager day of the year after New Years day...Chinese new year...and  the year of the Pig and if one follows Chinese faith lets hope they put there rudeness and obsession with money in their back pocket to bring some fortune on the world for it surely needs some to float  over land and sea to give the world a rest from the the Goblins armed with AK-47's and the rest of the bubble gum they throw over innocent people...I suspect i will open a bottle of bubbles tonight smile now after all these years of travels i have munched on in the Far East..the young chinese student on a bus whom called all British Workers Lazy...The chinese man in Singapore quite why he picked me out form the hoard of white people on the streets perhaps my transvestite was poking out back then start ranting thankfully in Chinese, i can only presume some drunken British Soldier lifted his sisters skirt up whilst walking down Boogie Street....or perhaps an army truck ran over his big toe, he even folowed me into a dress shop bless him.
However today is today and i shall put the box of frogs full of hit and miss memories in some dark corner of my crazy street mixed mind pull on my busted bra and wrinkled stockings leave with a couple of shots from the past weekend and hope all whom pass this way enjoy Chinese New Year...

First shot is dawn at my local train station....second is from the carriage at the passing land scape through the Peak District and lastly Sheffield Train station on a bitter cold last Sunday night returning home...the things one does in the transvestite world..sigh...


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