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Wednesday 3rd October 2007.

The angry monks in orange,have vanished from the front pages,Editors of the daily newspapers deem to perform old tricks...Lady Diana...is once more eating up the space, with pictures,with column inches, tall enough for Jack The Beanstalk to climb up into the wild blue yonder to chase away the giants footsteps clobbering the mind with questions...As the wireless spat news surrounding the Old Bailey trial..my tiny red van pausing in rush hour traffic,gave me time to ponder how much money is this costing the great unwashed in taxes,perhaps the keeping of a hospital wing for a year maybe...will the glitter of Lady Diana ever fade...will the truth ever come out and if so will it change the world for the good.Are the newspapers doing this story to death for the good or simply to rake in the money...obviously angry monks in orange do not sell quite so many...maybe it does not look good with monks lying on the ground in blood,whilst Middle England..eats boiled eggs with soldiers during breakfast time....yellow,orange, nearly the same colour, texture no comparison with missing sandals.
On a lighter note...my tiny red van stopped outside a house this afternoon,i could hear the rush of feet pour down the stairs,the whoosh of sucked air as the door was boldly drawn open even before i reached for the house bell..a young lad fresh still with bum-fluff" You do not know how long i have waited for this..." i smiled looked down at his lunch box,took in his smooth skin sighed and backed off,the door closed a rebel yell whooped behind the door....gosh i thought, i hoped what was in the box worked....and young man i thought you do not know how much i wanted to open the lunch box...life on a rainbow, as i walked down the path back to my tiny red van..amongst all the shite i carry daily...the sound of a simple rebel yell in happiness amongst all the daily gloom really made my day...

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