Twins with things

Ow is rethponthible
Imagine Mrs Hattie Hayridge saying the above, now Bo Hopkins, and now me.
Difficult, well thats because it's a chakragangian fraze that denotes some identicalness sharde between us.
Our competition to rival even 'Oscar Wilde day...either....or a Wilde', Carol saves Christmas (the Someset Maun Competition), in which Carol plays the white grinch, Alan Davies, Rob LLewelyn as Elves, and green under her dress Davinia plays the wicked witch, slowly becoming black grinch under her dress, Anna Ryder as the Cat in the Hat, and Ray Wilson also turns into the grinch, Hognathan becomes her brother, exiled to a cracker in outer space. Choosing a fortuatous route accross the Seven arriving in either Wales or Far side of Falmouth Cornwall. A portrait in sepia, chestnuts, boy on horse, for Carol to build a medieval knights house, by Christmas seems doomed to fail, as theres only 7 days to go.
Shelia and Nina at the pub, where Bill can visit, Jim Bowen under in the subterrain, with fabulous medieval gardens, or greenhouse, Cornwall, Devon, Somerset, ...Pushin Brum,.. By Christmas, a sign post would be nice...Davinia 'Give way', 'wicked witch, green from head to toe...'
So Carols official birthday seems more likely. Happy Christmas anyway, the difficulty being Hatt in Cornwall, and accross the Tamar Crapstone and walkhampton.

There are 26 members of the orange confidence group, 25 islamic prophets, if Bernard ever travels from Chakraganges to Islam, 26, and 26 letters of the alphabet. So the double barrels, and letters.
26 reasons to go to the temple.
Alan Alda, Addicts recovery
Brian Boru, 'Today I and Mrs Hayridge, through things together', two hands on the trigger,
Craig Charles, Cover, cover, check, Melinda and Nannar, behind and infront.
Double Diamond, Chakraganges while you've a twin, you've hope.
Eddie the Eagle, 'Plasterer', snow on the inside and the outside, 'same, same, same, same'
Fenela Fielding, 'In the Flesh, fine, fine!' 'filly, filly'
Gilly Goolden, The great, great, bests supersonic, worsts 'grate'
Hattie Hayridge, Happy, happy out for a walk, honey, honey, homing on your promised land.
II Gemini, 'the tumblers', never ismic, ismic, isms, spin around each other all day.
Jon P Jones 'Jove', 'Jugs of custard', 'share and share alike'
KK Kylie
Lawerence Llewelyn, level, bad boy, bad girl
Melinda Messenger, 'nice, nice'?
Nina Nannar, naturals with twice (twins) the civilized support
Ozzy Osborne, Owe share your debts, owe...and not debts in the temples name.
Papas (Mamas and), you need a sister, to pull a sister, interested in collecting
Quatro + Quo, wild women restored, rule and ruled, uncivilized resolved
QQ spring break, tunneling out of families
Anna Ryder-Richardson, Roy Rodgers, Blockettes melted, (hearts) melted
Sharon S sowilo zeus, the salesman sunshine, 'a man of a thousand faces',
Tim Brooke-Taylor, time Tinks, a kept thimble, helps twins trace book of shadows
UU Unbriddled uplift, revalue, polish and buff
VV Venus
William Wilder, wildside of life, in your own dieties
XX Xactly what you want for Christmas, Christmas Cake.
YY Yesterdays
Zsa Zsa eyes zeroed on twin, in control.


If your an Orphan. Do ones enemys, we do what we want, but rules, -can't get at thier children as a rule, and is that the exact rule which they attack you under. another Cuckoo

Brian Blessed, borrow, borrow, thats for the orphans, pudge, pudge, Mrs Hayridge
SS Richard Whitley 'sniper for the corporation', California Dreams, um arm, umarm, , , umarm, umarm, umarm, ,,umarm umarm umarm (umarm) umay.

Our support for sunni death (difficulty finding my instructions)

Assasin kill bad leaders, bad leaders, have no temple ?, Answer at the! before the end.

Revision of how to prepare an islamic sausage. ..-at the end

Whilst his employer arrived to run a three ringed circus. Bernards arrival seemingly alone, surrounded by ceraphim, it is his lust for white women 'burp, whistle', moan from Bill and Melinda in the fourth row. That made his journey all the way from the holyland. He is an addict, over the fence like a Jack Russel, he had to be kept aboard the boat upon debarcation, 'a bearded goat', some would say, and his wife a swimming coach. Bill looks round 'a beard goat'. One crusade the temple, permits, is helping addicts to help themselves. Mrs Hayridge... to set about helping his addiction, for a start she put 13 inches on the fence,...... . The reality.., encouraging him to tunnel through.
Since before the 90's Bernard fancied Melinda Messenger, she'd sit over Mrs Hayridges fence.
As islamite- Bernards father would beat her, without nuture.
Neither women cares for the other.
at the temple, he meets quite a number of white women, his wife finds them attractive (Bernards twins)
So at the livingroom, afterwards in new jackets, for drinks it's a 'bit islamicaly charged',
Bernard- could more... understand white neighbours... which he did... and his wife, meets her temple, out in the park.
Spreading the fire of Chakraganges from tent to tent, and accross the cieling.
At the chakraganges temple you encourage islamic.... spirits, who are born friendly to yourself, (it doesn't depend on nuture, from a nasty Djinn, the most poisonous animal in the world are you in here to share my dressingroom, or things like this), and works on trying to remove addictions. His wife meets her twin...Brenda. It's very good marriage guidance, and Brenda knows Nina, and Nina and Melinda in the same house, saucy and gorgeous.
Bernards wife grows to look like Brenda, and not like her mother, and the women he married. Thus overcoming the tradition of a tent dwelling world, with a hostile dessert outside, to over nuture.
and Bernard becomes less in about 'how Christians tick'

and the answer to all great leaders, like Mrs Hayridge, 'Multiply', until we have only the dim.

Bernard known well for putting the 'power of islam' into people.

The old traditional sausage- charged with the power of chakraganges,
as I is well known as 'The Third', the judge, the renowned nomad, bringer of the 'sausage and nuture baton to islam', I would advise the nomads to this directive.

Bernard known well for putting the 'power of Islam' into my sausages'
A truly traditional sausage- charged with power of chakraganges, by me the Guru.

or charged by another non-islamite, if possible.

i firstly read my articles about chakraganes
ii the next day, take a fork to drive the nuture out, and once removed, not let it back in
iii fork your sausage, with the words, 'by the light of chakraganes, the curer'

Off to the elephants

Another bubble golden standard this time the other way up.

A tale that can be told every weak, and never gets too out of control. Because taste changes and people don't think things are funny anymore.
So its a strip cartoon designed to do exactly that.
It has a present day feel, parcel delivery has become one of the most important jobs about, the young are gadding about, the old are living in more grandiose houses, farther, and farther a field, so his job is becoming more and more difficult,
Its supposed to be a close to fitting as many comic genres in as possible so our hero the writer could plagurize other peoples work endlessly.
Parcel delivery then is private eye, delivery of people and items from an even more powerful web than today and. He carrys a pistol that firs one shot every 6 seconds, and explosive pellets that could blow a door off.
Thus it fits into the 15th century as well.
The hospitallers fly in rockets, home in on trauma, and rescue people from car crashes, heavily armed.
Because it is an enclosed enviroment, where all extremities are bought back into simple parcel delivery it becomes the second type of bubble golden standard. Gets your P.Is, cheap bed and breakfast, trained up.
Person delivery is combined, the vans being so large they can contain people, so you could post yourself, or like the C.I.A do pick up person, a pile of valuable china, two naked birds, and a loveable pet as insurance. The your safe delivery can be acknowledged by an email with newspaper. Which is copied from an American idea.

Fast cars, car wrecks, doctor octopus, and giant submarine crabs, in combination with the banks.

It appeals to the head-masters son because he knows how the town functions.

the temple

wrong path






Trips on a horse (fairly unique), Charles, the king, scribes 'wher? out of the edge of our maps. The map makers were church. The knights, lower, the opposers of high, Big Cathedrals, and Big Monasties, Thomas Moore didn't contol them, in away those who rode the streets of Cambridge, a sovereign for a info on Zanzibu, and unkingly thoughts, and the who that side of the church, part of the church, of course the low who made the holyland maps, which the high clerked them all away. So evidence from the burgening trough of Holy war maps is a bit small, as thier held if we're led to believe by Yeomen (the low secret service), and not by Knight commanders, the intelligence service.
As would not surprize. I'm a bit of a church, knight, intelligence, who has commanded humps, I usually pick up flags, and spend time aqcuiring things, and then follow where they've been commanded, and wait at endless locked doors. As a mark of unusual world, the Germans do seem to get our old maps, anyway. wonder why we haven't.

One of the knights, who guards the lawn of Charles, one trys to find.

Imagine if you can, I am the younger, half brother of 'Hattie Hayridge', imagine she lives nears hastings, feeds big horses, and has long flowing white hair to fit the M.O.
Well she looks a bit like Charles, and Nicky Henson looks like Charles, see him walking accross a darkened room, followed by knight Gryff Rhys Jones., Outside let us say Stephen Fry incharge ge of block chucking, war-machines, the Welsh and I 'don't like them', because they disappear fastly of our old maps. I am in charge of an army not perhaps of nice fine men, which I would be. I might like throwing the occasional woodenn arrow over the ranks of the nearby French, I could grow up on the coast near Hastings.

Well, I'll paint the brighter picture instead, of an old yellow stone building, in the North of England, just down the Hill from a hospitaller, church. I'd be picking the old hairy wattle out of the wall straps thinking these aren't going to last us to the floor.
In leathen hooded coat, looking out of a sunny window, when I have a cloudy revalation, Tony Slattery walks through the window.

Suppose, titchy castle, walls that haven't seen anybody tortured in them for a long while, a plague sight, flying cows, and huge black rats who appear scuttling along my roof, eating holes in my outer coat pockets, reading a book.

Its unsurprising cause it might be happening just outside my window, if I'm looking at Stephen Fry just accross thier, and Tonys, and old friend. Rats carrying battle of into cracks in cliffs, miles away from us. A battle for many centuries won not by a wall of armed soldier, riding into flights of saracen arrows, engines, emerging cavalry, but often by quick slow moving columns trailing up the hill, as we know on very small, hoofed paths.
My giant fingers, or my black gloved fingers, on giant maps, of the terrain.

The ancient rickety walls of a plague castle, Gryff and Nicky stuck looking out of the small window, for a summer season, in the village Mel Smith arrives, smells, a rat, and under the intense bright light peers in.

I'm in intelligence, I'd like to attract Alan Davies.

Where is Mrs Hayridge today. Knight commander. Carrole BAILIT IS THE returned french expression. We carry on looking out of the same window, and Tony slattery, who is really turning round in the capatious car park of the Red lion. Points vaguley east.

Accross the plane, we the Welsh 'Llewlyns' have all the Hay. The English you need people who have charisma amongst the French I, Nicky and Hattie (CHarlamagne) its perfect.

'Now the light flickers, I carried my army from the docks, and looking along the harbour who has that nice Arse (for pulling soldiers) , Mrs Hattie Hayridge, Nicky looks on, you could lead an army with that, that white mane on a horse, as seh watch she plucks, uoffle puffs from the street, one of the few people I know who can do that, I can, but she just clicks, her horse travels, at a Princely Charles pace, ours clop, me, nickys and our bullit scout Annabel croft, 'I all join er antrage, and snorts, Schama',

Well Stephen Fry its not a bit high for the church, pointing at my office above the door. I tended to have it on a pole outside, it lends itself to mischief.

Well we could all be Italians they bought back, Nicky. or in the Italian court, but not the Welsh to far, of the beaten column. whose at its head. apart from afore mentioned qualities, who carries a sword, god that pulls, who rallies like a dynamite, but she does give of ......etc, 'aun air that she contrrols the intlligence. Mrs Hattie Hayridge. Maybe the French, THe nose St Joan, 'her goofy looks'
up the holy land path today, pulling men into boats where are you going with Mrs Hayridge. Do they return yes, do mine they have a tendency to leave. Fight wars charging and, we gallop, maybe someday, the uffle puffs will carry 'the cannon', but they'll burst onto the field, und we can't stop em, big horsey hoov Hattie Hayridge behind the lead. Even though, I employ, uffle puffs, und have vast intelligence, and we just want to pin the saracens up the valley, just before we move on, so like a bunch of mohecans they swarms over the war machines, on the hills, in the valleys, saracens....
Uffle puffs, English, retires to a country house.


...On the wall, I look up Robbie Robson, Hatties old employer..as I caught him face in the water on the field.....whose this?.....',Gary Linekar with wings (white),and underneath a black coat?, I remember his last words to me,'' 'oh your good....'...briskly swing the wall, round, and on the other side David Gower....step,..step.., .., step,. Garfield Sobers..tink,tinktink, down a step ,down a step Trevor Mc DonALd,,,.. Davinia.. and out onto the terrace..,,My intelligence quarter, white lines running down the hill,,...Campus smoothies.,,.. Street...trend setters..,,... .,. ...,,,..... 'Hotsputs',,, Mrs Hayridge?,,,...

Blog 10th of September..He will be reborn again, as we may of been... and Hattie Carol captures her exactly,close relatives, Steven Fry, Rob Llewelyn people who were our friends and pesumabli on the field...a lkely romatic field,...becomes as one a legal voice..unless descendats?!!!!..who may be found, swinging from windmills, playing table tennis with two bats,.to help society!!!???,,.??!!,,?!?..,,

the order

The banks

The various theorys of how one is pulled around to come together, in romantic fashion. If we consider, the temple as a shattered pot, Mrs Hayridge, I, Kerry, Anna Ryder-Richardson, have had terrible lives, like pieces coming together they may point in the wrong direction, but like saying hognathan they turn round and suddenly see. A past where we all fitted together. So why was mrs Hayridges ancestor most likely incharge of the banks. Medieval U.K was a much freer place than it is today for knights, you could move about, because knights were needed else where, suceed to places and miss conventions.

Mrs Bailey doesn't seem to have missed conventions for +500 years, America, Australia, Polynesia. Those remaining English about, say that shes very English, or Welsh, the French, and Tribal Scottish being after our money.

In old GB to find out information the witches, monks, the banks, one would go to Cambridge, if you liked to display, trophies, talk, were a madrigal (Thespians, story tellers), sit in the sunshine in away from the blazing skies overseas.

Me likes mangonels, Mrs Hayrydge Cannon, Mr Fry War Engines, my mangonels last for a thousand years, so we meet in the black hen, in the gloom, round a tatooed skull to discuss, our expenditure, as war engines could end crusades fast, and ruin our own interests.

We invested in the crusades, thier success is imprinted everywhere, from the red tulips in the cathedral stained glass, to the small round churches, we bring in the innovations, and the scholars at Cambridge are interested in our continuing for a very very long time. Unfortunately are romantic reoccurance in history, doesn't parallel our banking history, though most of us are very wealthy. I invent, so should be, now the whys, wherefores, or did, but am getting old, so need a conference.

We all have need of flash geer to rival the French in our journey to the holyland.
We have many knight friends in intelligence, so as heads we're planning all our futures, with my maps, now held at Cambridge, by a unjudgemental yeomanary. Mrs Hayridge arrived with the Germans. They've just finished supporting, our defence for +10 years.

Nickys in reclamation, 'do we need it', Mrs Alfred on a great horse, 'no, no no not that one nicky', goes to inspect the damage from our war-machines, so what comes back, what goes in the bank. The Ladys went to the Holyland, looking for stuff, and what was credit at the time, transfering items from overseas. We're all out finding new gods, so as leaders need advice from the cathedrals. Spiritualy motivated. Are friends have mostly become leaders, as now we've got several different jobs. For the banks many of us are white triangles, roughly, don't stir the mob, don't spy so if captured by the enemy, we survive. Our ideals of course are getting people out of the country, and successfully working abroad. Because we bring back new magic, we have an unearthly power in Cambridge, and elsewhere.

So for reasons, we have to this day, we have the rights to decide whats new, magic etc, i.e trend-setters.

What does the temple of chakraganges, do it gives the banks, perfect for running, it allows us all to appreciate our peers, and practice many faiths, and stop getting into dangerous orders etc, etc, etc.

We also have muthers, who are advisers to the kings etc.

We didn't go to America because, we might also like darrels livingroom. Which allows us to attend the bank more regularly.

The 'medieval tale goes' thus that Mrs Hayrydge travels with Bernard, right to India, to find the temple. This is very fair as crusades were adventures not wars, many white nomads like Mrs Hayridge, see India as a new home, and when your over with expensive war, and you have such a strike force, you just go to find new gods, and lands.

We have torture, and are not scared of the turks, or cardinals, we have security. So as banks didn't exist in thier present day, as Thomas Moore couldn't be bothered with money finding, it would probably be similar to the way the chimpanze house bank would operate. Anyway we're all very civilized, Anna Ryder-Richardson says a 'good head for money'.

For anybdy whose seen many of us on rybald comedy quizes, wehave strict plausability tests. We get to peer at the Prince of Walesand think thats what was wrong. We never make off decisions, and everybody trusts us, and thats what becomes of us.

Our flash increases sharply investors.

These numbers aren't exact it's not easy estimating with and without Ex-pats.

For just about each of the 26 of us.
Est. trust 1 - 100,000, well known
civilized 1 - 100
never make an off decision 1 - 10
Very Holy knights and greater leaders, 1 - 10
white triangle 1 - 90
Up to the minute news 1 - 1000
act on it 1 - 10
dazzle knights 1 - 10
plausiblity tests 1 - 1000
madrigals 1 - 9
we join the outside to the inside of our local communities 1 - 500
Mrs Hayridges show off to the Germans in U.K 1 - 3 with all the ex-pats, bankers need to be, in a particularly, catholic world.
As a shorer lets just say all these figures are cumulative. This is just a pressy. So lets say these 15 x 81 , +20 zeros. Not under-under standable they can rocket banks, into the black, like the Harlem Globe Trotters.
121,500,000,000,000,000,000,000 to 1, other worldly wrestling team, super-heroes of the banking world.

and if asked to join a war hardly ever save Bill who likes jets, fly a plane.




The number of knights being seriously smaller to populous than it was, most knights follow the observer, shock easily, dangerously pole-able, so as Mel would say dazzle.


So why not like Thomas moore, because we support, and know the Lord mayor, the dim, are happy shoppers, trend setters,

the knights

The power of a dictatorial state, many knights esp. C of E, are chosen to guard the English throne, Scots, catholics, parliament or approaching the King in number, swiftly removed, by a quick blow, to a shin bone. Which leaves the king a bit out of touch. So kings would live in a garden created by them selves, like Michael Jackson, who should hire a band of knights. The knights can switch allegiance from brother, lord to lord, thus replace parliamentary function at the everyday level. This is further increased by the order of knights. The temple of Chakraganges in itself, because of its strong relationship to the crusades, etc is a one such temple, and it's origins are very complicated.

Knights....speed, dungless, look to higher judges (kings, cathedrals, monks, dietys, knights, and knight commanders), make dosh, drive fast, tikka bars, descendants of travelling law bringers on horse back, brown women, days off, sunshine, romantic over plain, wheres the laundry...flags, and huge banners, speak italian, throw witches into hedgerows or dangle from spires, even the curios

Men and Lady knights, because men tend to get a bit fight club, and women cosset.

American, Commonwealth, Ex-pat, German, Greek......Holyland, Okehampton.

Romantasism, suggests, Knights have acertain judgable look, returning knights into a family who are long dead.
Descendants of Knights, chakraganges suggests peop le are pulled into a family as the force of life pulls them in, follows the Indus type of line, that family members are cumudgeons you share your pot with. Like Hindu marriage but who has to go through 'ye olde indian village marriage'. Sometimes Mr Hayridge does not take onboard I've other chakraganges family, and the gorgeous Mrs N. Nannar is one of them.

Consequently my time on earth seems to be spending psychology, anthropolgy, the temple, maybe god picked on me, but I think more likely we're younger brothers of some hopeless addict. Hattie Hayridge, Shiela Fergusson, Anna Ryder-Richardson....support...so it's a hobby...definitly Hognathan.

the chimpanze house

Reclamation, if its good we'll take it........

Of course banks were created for knights traveling abroad to spend money on crusades.

A moneycenric economy, everybody doing an untrained dance, to steel it. Since the begining of our moneycentric escapade, academic life, hong fuewy (non-service jobs), rights of unemployment, insurance, rights in the typing pool, grovellers fast onto the patio, disappearance of old tin bath and stuffed bustard, from baileys room, if you wanted you didn't have to work, and wanted money you could be non-union.

Rule over everything without qualification, to the seashell economies on the edge of the commonwealth. Now the sea shell economys have to wrestle with moneterism.

In moneterism. A company with a large initial outlay, and slow turn over like Rolls-Royce would never get started. When did you last get money from the banks that anything like covered the cost. Bribing a bishop £20,000, how can you have something that will change the globe. So who can correct the mayhem from a money project trying to do the same, and where's the King 'no cash'.


the pear drop, a confidence board of knights would fit perfectly. Witches, Lords, Monks, cathedrals, are a bit weird, specially at the moment. The group of 26 previously mentioned id perfect, and I mean perfect. knight bankers around them to run the place.

A typical knight goes through the door marked knights, picks a till, £20,000 village fate, it's either passed upwards or taken. He nips down to futures, and you have funded your real village fate, which of course funds his next project. a, ow ow ah, lala, ow ow ow, la ow, la BONGO yeah..
and everybody else uses the proper door..


Evidence to support the idea that Mrs Hayridges family, and the temple of Chakraganges were in charge of the banks, follows ho'pefully shortly, its to do with all these things.

rubber stamp on monument penants

the gardeners

the spire of exceptions

'word from men in long trousers'
Above the church is the spire of exceptions David Bowie, to Thomas Moore, people lay people don't understand. They like Prince Charles, he likes his time to do his own thing, and some way through the knights of getting things done. But below those are those who govern, free churches and catholic church etc. Above the cathedrals knights who give no allegence to one god, below them those who are very church of England, and below those who don't guard the cathedral, those with allegencies.
Imagine an area in England, where you could raise a flag, and welsh, Irish, attach thier flags, you have the crusades, and the area, I had in mind is just above the south coast, just below peterborough, and 5 miles beyond Cambridge, toward Ipswich.
Cambridge...townsfolk and men from the north, being rallied to forth for to find someway, of bringing back genoise velvet, and bring it to the college when the lights are out. Brown paper packages, tied up with string, from Salamns court,
Knights legs astride walls, rubbing flint irons, gentlemen disappearing up the blackmans river with no hope of ever seeing them again.Knights sitting behind the front line, madrigals enjoying it all...cheap bread and breakfast. Places to display ones wife.
The low knights, non-cathedral or monastry, bringing new intelligence, the american turkey, great magical power, to the capital, and protecting the freedoms against foreigners, and higher less well informed mono-systems, the freedom of the press, the balancing of counter and intelligence (M.O.D), capabilities the rules. The huffle-puffs looking more like themselves post parliament. Of course the right to protect the realm and the king, being paramount. The infiltration of foreigners, probably the scottish hill tribes, which were fairly disorganized, allowed the cathedrals and monks to close in. Raising the high standard, and lowering that which was acceptable, as twas beneath thier intelligence or gaze, what the madrigals would call everlasting crude.
This is the situation we see ourselves in the knights, and everybody, pushing to remove this impediment, but how successfully? How uncrude is a madrigal.

the cathedral

the london or I can't ruin people

the bell cast

black education

ye olde village speed

Letter from the islands, as a headmasters son, futuristic, the 1960s church of England school, with commonwealth, majors, and missionairies. Going on to the university Anthropology, psychology, I seemed destined some how to save tropical island life.
So we put together a system, one fits all islands, based on a non-militaristic 1950's administration, this of course was created to fool the locals into thinking what fine men, a bunch of exploiting men might be, its slowly evolved kept the same by each new island, evolving over 100s of years of English, and Welsh (missionairies) life abroad, and defined quite sincerely theway time even preceding that that English and Welsh medieval life proceeded. I had to adjust this to suit colonists, in todays world, and so have a basic lay-out or it can be found of medieval village speed, as always you've got to settle, stay, and eventually at the point of exasparation the village life takes over you, to enhance this we have many other projects planned, what Prince Charles would have called an organic, village, which he no doubt has plans of.

Lock up-to keep those who don't want a fine from the beak in, breaking curfews etc
general store-cash machine-post office-fax-delivery
material dump- with sawmill
internet
one business/ one monopoly
ferry- bus or train/ bus shelter
strong armed corporation to deal with local officials
antibiotics
librarys
hire shop, to replace shared village utiliterrian items
naturism, area
flower bins
garbage sorted bins
and garbage removed
a trained militia would have been nice, esp as it no longer was the 1950's
to P.I type investigators (parcel delivery man), eye on abuse of land rights etc, help difficult neighbours etc. For a fixed sum with each local case.
showers and lavatories
a keeper to keep wildlife levels up
then rude or lude behaviour unless island celebrations.











night cart to ye local woode, out into the ocean current.

The madrigals, the champions

The Field

The bubble golden standard (Darrels Livingroom)

'Full up until middles strong, snip of urgent dangerous extremities, leave to spin, find your bubble golden standards, pop in the centre, and viola you have your planet'

A strong middle addicts can cling too, and muck flies away from, a centre of places like Darrels Livingroom, to one side people consider it milch to the the other special. and the other, vice-versa a land like that colinized by Parcel-delivery man, future based primarily on old people, or the gardeners.

To find this you'll find ever willing persons Rob llewelyn, Alan Davies, me, watching people staring out of the windows on production lines.

Bill 'Long?' boats, I am a 'shorer', red-white-bull shore things up, a rolled up wooly hat, and jacket to go with...he with the bigger console.
How does one get to be a shorer, a 4d ticket up north, physics, flight....colours...anomiles for the real professional, a shared passion for the sight of a or a chain,, the touch of dry land, are in rough proximity, 'its shore', crusader goes returns to these bubbles, there what can you say, another rubber stamp of the past.

The middle form from tent to tent like a sweeping fire (setting fire to the tent roofs), and the lower arm (setting large tent ropes alight or the largest audience chakraganges gurus should preach too) which of course rather lets down this blog, but you can see the cross-over.

Orangutang, little brother

Mrs Hayridge has eventually come to the terms of me being her younger brother, imoveable Stephen Fry said, from mounted here, you seem to be her younger brother. I fit round her middle, etc, galloping accross the livingroom, with my long white horse glove puppet with a grimace, for collecting pennies from ladys at Christmas, its not until she saw 'Hognathan' written on my collar and cuffs and asked whose 'Hognathan', Mrs Ryder-Richardsons happy as well because she says its very Welsh, I told her years ago.

I sort of big giant in west country, she sort of big giant in east

Defensive posistions

Lawerence Lewelyn, Rob Lewelyn .....Norman Lovett and Mike Reed
curious relationship.

The 26 people I mentioned last blog as a group could run the banks, on a confidence level, in a most supreme way.

The nomads, remove the turban it's a white woman. Kerry fits well on a baby camel.

Mrs Hayridges crusade story proves mainly to be true, the genetic line of knights intermarry and become incapable of the job they once did. The romantic line of knights, might have a knight returning into a family after a long absense. Chakraganges says we come from the same block and will return to the same block, therefore reoccur in such a way.... and the story of Mrs Hayrydge is a romance. 'll fill in another bit of story, the stone idols of chakrganges presumed sitting with arms together... if you see your husband as this image.. then look at the six armed orangutangs around.... if you see the six armed orangutangs..... so is chakraganges more suitable for those who see the stone image....
as Bernard might of explained, and a theory that seems, that chakraganges encourages the non-nuture side of islam, if you take a large halal sausage and stick two prongs in it, to drive out the nuture, then it will be a charged with the curers power.... and the gurus, etc may also see the three forms of chakraganges preaching the high form between your chakraganges family secrets you've gathered about chakraganges (torching the cieling with highest arms). cont below..

sTATISTICS

Witch Intelince Univ/Mel smith lookalike/Towngates Trend setters KnightsZLeaders
unfamousEComedians Country7Disab Non-christXWomen swoon(diligent) Fantasy women
1 Felicity--W-----I--------U--------M-------G----------T----------------------L
Kendall, ------C------------7--------------------------------------------------F
2 I, -------------I--------U--------M------G----------T--------------Z-------L
E-----------------------------------7-------D----------X------------------?
3 Kerry ----------------------------M------------------T--------------Z-------L
Ja.. E------------------------------7------D----------X-------------------------------F
4 Stephen --W-----I--------U------------------G----------T-------------Z------L
Fry ----------C--------------------7-----------------------------?
5 Alan -----W-----I--------U--------M-----G----------T-------------Z-------L
Davies -------C--------------------------------------------------?
6 Rob ------W-----I--------U-------------------G----------T-------------Z-------L
Llewelyn ----C------------------------------------------------/
7 Lawe------W-----I--------U--------M----------------------------T-------------Z-------L
Llewelyn --------------------------------------------------------?
8 Anna -----W-----I--------U--------M------------------G----------T-------------Z-------L
Ryder -----------------------------------------------------------------------F
9 Diar -----W-----I---------------------------------G-----T-------------Z-------L
Gavin -----------------------------------------------------------?
10 Nic. ----W-----I-----------------M----------------------------T-------------Z-------L
Henson ----C-------------7--------------------------------------?
11 Tony ----------I--------U---------------G------Z----T
Slattery -----C----7
12 Simon ---W-----I--------U--------M---------------------------T--------------------Z-------L
Schama -----------------7---------------------------------------?
13 Bill ----W-----------------------M--------------------------G-----T---L
Ada.. E----------------------------------------------------------?

Witch Intelince Univ Mel s lookalike Towngates Trend setters Knights Leaders
unfamous Comedians Country Disab Non-christ Women swoon(diligent) Fantasy women

14 Carol ---W-----I---------U-------M------------------------T----------------Z-------L
Bailey ------C-------------7---------------------------------------------------F
15 Lee --------------------------------------------------T------------Z-----------L
Evans -------C---------------------------------------------------?
16 Mrs -----W-----------------------M--------G-------T------------------------Z----L
Alfred E-------------------7----------------------------------------------------F
17 Bernard -------------------------M------------------G---------------T---------------------L
/----E-----------------------------------X-----------------------?
18 Mel -----W-----------------------M------------------------------------------------Z---L
Messenger -----------------7--------------------------------------------------F
19 Nina ----W-----I--------U--------M-----------G---------------T------------Z--------L
Nannar ------------------------------------------------------------------------F
20 Mel -----W-----------------------M-------------------G---------------T------------Z--------L
Smith ------C---------------7----------------------------------?
21 Anb -----W-----------------------M----------------------------------T------------Z
Croft ----------------------7--------------------------------------------------F
/Jessica Wallace,

22 Gillian ----------------------------------------------------T-----------Z
J… E-------------------------------------------------------------?-------------F
23 Ozzy ----W-----------------------M------------------G-------------T------------------Z-----L
Osborne ---------------------------------X
24 Dav. ----W-----I-----------------M------------------------T--------------------Z-----L
Mcall --------------------------------------------------------------------------F
25 Chris ---W---------------------------------------------T----------------------Z-----L
Monster----C
26 Shiela --W-----I-----------------M-----------------G-----------T---------Z---------L
Fergusson ----------------------------------------------------------------------F

Garden

50th interesting man raging for freedon an utter bastard, Me the red joker upturned HH. Nicky Henson another Knight ad me, under a cow, heavens, giant cows, filled with plague whislting, on to of 17 year old witch, blah, blah, blah, I'm no touchin it, I've a papal bull, how much J.K.Rowling a friend given up witchcraft whilst traveling, through our seige engines, the paths to town, maginthe , Prince, and the head llama, scotsman, mc gregor, lighten pipe, back home'
We siting round mayors office, Boris behind a giant cheese, 'see barone', English catholic sneaking through the walls, Archbishops appearing at the pool edge, a frizzling of molten felspar joing witches, head to shin, beneath the orange trees.
Witch 1
Bore,Bore,Bore,Bore,Bore,no! chuck her in the slime, she won't make a noise in her scramblins to wake a slumbering part of god.
Witch 2
Intelligent, nice, brown eyes, tartan cloth workshop, no I'd rather a stripper
make as many different posistions in molten screams alone to wake a slumbering god but it war she neede
Witch 3
Back from the filthy slime, something black malignent, gaining ear, eye, fizzle

Witch 4
Ravished

Witch 5
Guilty

Witch 6
Presbeterian witch on turf thats rightfully church of England, who who ha impass, threatened, fizzle
Witch 7
rolled in
Witch 8
Cardinal came to examine then a bloke she worked with sent of to the joker, regal ring,
Witch 9
chased out
Witch 10
Bruce Forsythe with gloves used for scaring commanche indians,50th on the look out
special rimes so dangling all, after another, after another and,
weapon and means to use it
in the use of
men sitting like blocks of stone, men who'd been around, a rolly poly crusading world, the saracens, the witches, the crushing blocks, uncle mels mischevious head, uncle Ted miscalculating ear. and then out fron chakraganges temple into the glorius garden, endless rail tracks, icy steppes, dancing braves, so lose ones escape
50th clap, clap, clap, clap
Gretchin the water horse of the rhine, Nunnnerys, a volcanic drift, yipes, falling down a shaft, all to find one another outside the temple, and nipping back to darrels livingroom. Before ones next temple return.
Phil Jupitus bringing back rickety member 50th possibly sniveling coward, been lost for 5 years, whilst out rambling

rose

Hattie, Nina I swift 4 wheels and the boat-crusaders-return of darrels livingroom fine returns nice and comfy 50th pyramid danger itself likely even to destroy itself in crushing, eternal, misery, so crusades. Davina unt chips
Party therwise die, party other wise die screaming, cardinal stephen fry
red joker unfunny rule you see us together Francis Drake getting shot by arrows
hoorah launched on a cannon ball pass batons, passed on field, sacre bleu, davina and chips
St Schama Davina on leg, on ammo box, blue armour, storming the post office, and his wife. petti bourgois runs from side. ding, kerry, good morning Mrs Jackson, stuck under steel bal, can she purchase some stamps. Stuck under a steel ball, Woody Allen synogogue of dieties church, stamped on bottom, and the girl in the window of the black monks, Mrs Alfred, and then its me, and then it Mrs Alfred, a steps lightly accross, well thats the way they pass around rubber stamps in New York, anyway. The rubber stamp.
William tell how done you, Alexander Nevski the Dim protons, excitement, garden ,darrels living room (bunker), us spim aroun the outside, so on a somewhat jinxed by ourselves quest. After all we do this every day, we could be here raising the standard round and round and round. The thick universal accord. and loaded up again. Insurance against darrels livingroom 'War'.Unlike Jessca perhaps fellow messenger, 50 pyramisd, when upturn into the vomit, permanently, like sounding sand all fall into the ravines of endless torture, alone along, long way from home. Phil Jupitus, 'Hospitaller', 1st surfinfun, skateboard, and 50th self preservation,
The 50th grows and shrinks as incidents above happen, large crusades, small jails, small crusades, large jails, darrels livingroom is athe bubble of law. 50th pyramid want continuity anything done here is too too much, jails. and anything connected with torture, jails, lack of justice, etc upturning the etheral plate. is hated by the 50th, and they are the ones, who like it.

and Mel, Mike reed, BW rides upto the walls nude, messenger knight, 'shes got no cover', Just right for Cambridge though, Nigel planner with long twisled moustache, problem with Darrels livingroom, your eaten by a huge dog about, darrel and his sisters for crusades, horse,

Chakraganges funding and temples, well it is said the old family used to own the banks,
Do they set trend in beauty, well I not,
could not come from monasties, the temple fits in with all religions, because underground orders fitter from religion to religion in secret, so posisbly orage order appear on the field orange orangutang with six arms, on orange, others would be, set up, but we could have the pwer of the outfit the kings didn't want it, too obscure, and scrutinizable. The more.

and a dirty Kalf, could stay in forever, and then find his promised land in the moonlight flit, So uncle Mel .
Jody Foster @Silence of the Lambs' stop whats his face.... lover the dim, the cardinals well you support them yourselves.
Allowed to be themselves, set trends, and not be harrased, by papal bull, collect arcane gods, with some obscure, eyebrows. Who'd want to live in a country occupied by himself, The kingdom? Monks controlling, using sonics to vary money value the madrigalls, maonks software of the 'cartoons' of the day, in small lighted offices. Welsh dragons, as we stormed through the gates, Winifred a pollywoodle, and William the brave, sheltered under my arm. Sticking ones colours on an inexcessible monument, building a monument. Credentials, messages throughout the land, a classy show, look at the familys faces, Jessica hasn't, so shes a post girl, this blogs a monument though its not that well perched, alone along
Aidan (Edmundson) red cleric, 'your not that good', 'oh yeah'''
pathways ask a question picked from the zanziboo throng and pap to ask a question, people staring at me, we were never here! 50th
Your own true path way round wengful gods the six arms of chakraganges, the candle burning for forgiveness, own path is clumsy, but together its a pilgrimage, under the eye, and brings nobody else, wengeful god, upon pilgrims.
50th pyramides acceptable to work for us, otherwise Bermuda, what can Holy land papers bring one.

But from the vengeful, Cardinals 50th pyramider, one leg, one arm, and a papal bull and our enemy hops to salvation. So on the other paths, people employed to capture the 50th pyramiders.
That way the pyramid always preseves Darrels Livingroom and sisters just the way they were.

Get rid of Cardinals, and cardinals favour us.
and on the other cold stone, evil, mitres, bought to thier lesser family chakrafamily relative.
The Church of England, flags fluttering, nowadays more powerful, haitian voodoo, Witch doctors, driving back the moors, the assasis guild, the riffs, eyes, papal spoons, papa, red tops and unknown gods?....off with Nicky Henson... and Mrs HHs lovely homethe romantics, the treasure, syrian turrets, caterfract foot bridge, alan davies, derren broen, 'destroyer of mirages', I 'future and Roman hold cherries, Simon Schama surveying field, moving from place to place...jelly on toast, The madrigals flames of Cambridge and Rheims
Dareel livingroom, a bunker, Fingle aq local , cold drip and benches', a crusade in sulubrius surroundings, down to a pickle, I question all good, no gods
Gardens burgen with fauns and dieties
reflect yourself and your dieties snoodle to you alone
Meet with your same family, brings close together, for long seiges, strong (garret) typer resistance watching over the pursued by the gurus, religous, madrigals, bl, ramparts, and china in ones sexy shoes, girls and boys, watching changes, twitches in the every gardeners h that find thier way to gods or past in the lush kush, where onr might find the temples of chakraganges, with ones pals, new found order, ripping down old banners, idols, in fact pole in lie land or seige my engines, satans, burroughs.
round every corner 50th men with candles even longer than thier outside appearance ..bad, wicked or good. Mogols, men with endless power desire, small pockets, and jails bang, bang, bang bang, phil jupitus on a seige engine, through the wall, some ancient relic, a comedian, uncle roy moves, returning with halfberd, 'to the recent flare, on top of hillside'
Davina, ARR NN Kerry, Jessica wallace, uncle Bernard, lawerence llewellyn, Nicky Henson, I.
and pomph out of a lighted door, Mel Smith appears in a gauntlet, the girls saying 'have you ever thought what a how much you looked like uncle Mel', girls look at boys
bright sparks, 'and I said and so do you', I bowed,

The sweeney dragging some witch 17 years under black stone, only new she was thier from a tag on one of her old school books.
The Hero large man, on beams, dandelino from strings extended arm, little black beard, and plucks her to safety

second week

The earth, spins round Coventry, I wasn't always like this...
( on horse back usually).
Homeless in Leicester, we used a form of hand raised point langauge, they were scared. The Addicts
Clip, clip, cloppety, clip, clip, wanted togather people from the shops, and offices,
So rallied with the cry, 'Posts and Ambitions'
The those who wish to throw thier enemies into the dirt. Compare Jews, aborigines, Chinese, inuits, can't unless they've got a rocking horse. red indians, Indians? blonde this far east, stunting journey, produced equity,
The Nordics. Brian Blessed, hand axe, for chopping through cart roofs, long handled version as, warn by Richard sullivan. Nordics
The addicts
The gays, fixed hacking axes running accross a field. Supported us, to overthrow the Realy, Really nasty, Nans, the Fugi etc. I had a following then.
The Yellow, The Chickens, over the wall
Glaswiegns,
The Irish, North and South
The Orthodox church
The Indians
The Australians
and the Germans, they all hated us from the start, and we hated London.
and the farmers, and the truck drivers blocked the roads,
Trying to persuade chickens in fixed posistions ways, to band and run away
Leicester Nuneaton Peterborough Stratford .......................Doncaster, Selby, Ponterfract, and through to York,....Malton.........Aberystwyth..storming, out the way

Anna Ryder- eating cheese cake, Mrs Nanar hanging out the flag, phmmmmph. whoosh..' where are they going.

Who directs, the field of the crusades, fierce Welsh generals, harlech, high on the ridge.
'They just sweep through the field'. English, huffle puffs, who'll take to the field first the scots, shelter under the brim. Who have got well pissed off, with, everything the dank, spotty,........so disappear up north, and practrice chivalry, and story telling
The red joker on my shield.

Got a red bull, a judge, so bill ..well doesn't talk to me. Papal Bull will build you a rail , accross the Neva.
We've taken Devon, Little Ulysees in the field (Black and white), blue knights, the red knights on the outer wall. Not seen from the air. Dieter balck and Whit night disappears beneath the floor. 3 years is over. The city is occupied, like York, but then very few people.

Palace of Charlamagne, Trips on a horse (fairly unique),

One of the knights, who guards the lawn of Charles, one trys to find.

Charles, the king, ‘scribes 'wher?....... out’ , where? out off the edge of our maps. One side of church made the maps the low crusaders, the opposers of high, Big Cathedrals, and Big Monasties. The fabulous wealth of money-centric economies doesn't belong to parliamentit belongs to roundhead and cavalier, the compos-mentos crusaders, monastries wanted peace, cathedrals superiority, the king majesty. Thomas Moore didn't contol them, and they all wanted the knights, in away those who rode the streets of Cambridge, a sovereign for a info on Zanzibu, and unkingly thoughts, evidence from the burgening trough of Holy war maps is a bit small, as thier held if we're led to believe by Yeomen (the low secret service), and not by Knight commanders, the intelligence service.
Would not surprize. I'm a bit of a church, intelligence, knight, who has commanded humps, I usually pick up flags, and spend time aqcuiring things, and then follow, where they've been commanded, and wait at endless locked doors. As a mark of an unusual world, the Germans get our old maps, papished, away to the Vatican, dusty documents Dept. Saucy youth, our claims yeomen’.

Imagine if you can, I am the younger, half brother of Lady Hayrydge, it is the 15th century. I could grow up on the coast near Hastings, feed big horses, long flowing white hair.

Well, I'll paint the brighter picture instead, of an old yellow stone building, in the North of England, just down the Hill from a hospitaller, church. I'd be picking the old hairy wattle out of the wall straps thinking these aren't going to last us to the floor.
In leathen hooded coat, looking out of a sunny window, when I have a cloudy revalation, Tony Slattery walks through the window.

Suppose, titchy castle, walls that haven't seen anybody tortured in them for a long while, a plague sight, flying cows, and huge black rats who appear scuttling along my roof, eating holes in my outer coat pockets, reading a book. Its unsurprising cause it might be happening just outside my window,

My giant fingers on, or my black gloved fingers sweep, (ambidextrous), on giant maps, of the terrain. If I'm looking at Stephen Fry just over there, Tonys old friend, incharge of block chucking, war-machines, I and the Welsh, 'don't like them, because they disappear fastly of our old maps. I in charge of an army not perhaps of nice fine men, which I would be. I might like throwing the occasional mangonel arrow over the ranks of the nearby French. (v.Hastings), rats carrying battle of into faraway cracks in cliffs. A battle for many centurys won not by a wall of armed soldiers, riding into flights of saracen arrows, by slow moving columns trailing up the hill, as we know on very small, hoofed paths, hufflepuffs with out-riders, and quick attack.

The ancient rickety walls of a plague castle, Nicky Henson, we see him walking accross a darkened room, followed by knight Gryff Rhys Jones., Gryff and Nicky stuck looking out of the small window, for a summer season, in the village Mel Smith arrives, smells, a rat, and under the intense bright light peers in. I'm Nick in intelligence, I'd like to attract Alan Davies.

Where is Lady Hayrydge 'today, Knight commander'. 'Carrole BAILIT' IS THE returned french expression. We carry on looking out of the same window, and Tony slattery, who is really turning round in the capatious car park of the Red lion. Points vaguley east.

Anna Ryders stealing the high ground to ride of to the villages. Accross the plane, where the Welsh 'Llewlyns' have all the Hay. The English need people who have charisma against the French, Nicky and Hattie (Charlamagnes), who carries a sword, god that pulls, who rallies like a dynamite, maybe the nose of St Joan, 'her goofy looks'. its perfect

'Now the light flickers, and looking along the harbour 'nice Arse for pulling Lady Hayridge', Nicky looks on, 'you could lead an army with that, that white mane on a horse', as she watch she plucks, uoffle puffs from the street, one of the few people, who can do that, I can, but she just clicks, her horse clips, at a Princely Charles pace in huffle-puff time, ours clop, 'SEIGE', and our bullit scout Annabel croft, 'I all join Lady Hayrydge', and snorts, 'Schama!',

Stephen Fry 'its not a bit high for the church, pointing at my office above the door. I tended to have it on a pole outside, it lends itself 'the holyland path to mischief'.

Nicky 'the Italian court', the Welsh 'to far', of the beaten.
Pulling men into boats 'are you going with Lady Hayrydge'. Do they return yes, do mine they have a tendency to leave. Maybe someday, the uffle puffs will carry 'the cannon', but they'll burst onto the field, big horsey hoov Lady Hayrydge behind the lead. Even though, I employ, uffle puffs, und have vast intelligence, we just want to pin the saracens up the valley, just before we move on, so like a bunch of American Indians the huffle puffs swarm over the war machines, on the hills, in the valleys, saracens....

...On the wall, I look up Robbie Robson, Hatties old employer..as I caught him face in the water on the field.....whose this?.....',Gary Linekar with wings (white),and underneath a black coat?, I remember his last words to me,'' 'oh your good....'...briskly swing the wall, round, and on the other side David Gower....step,..step.., .., step,. Garfield Sobers..tink,tinktink, down a step ,down a step Trevor Mc DonALd,,,.. Davinia.. and out onto the terrace..,,My intelligence quarter, white lines running down the hill,,...Campus smoothies.,,.. Street...trend setters..,,... .,. ...,,,..... 'Hotsputs',,, Mrs Hayridge?,,,...

Blog 10th of September..He will be reborn again, as we may of been... and Carol captures Lady Hayrydge exactly, close relatives, Steven Fry, Rob Llewelyn people who were our friends and pesumabli on the field...a lkely romatic field,...becomes as one a legal voice..unless descendats?!!!!..who may be found, swinging from windmills, playing table tennis with two bats,.to help society!!!???,,.??!!,,?!?..,,who could possibly do the job one could.

With a little help from Paulines pens,
Carol Baileys resemabalance to Lady Hayrydge
Goofy psicotic German charmer possibly jumped out of a plane. 1-50.
It would be better to think she had always been there.
Sword (Physique)1-6
Huffle puff esp. north less parliamentry, horse gate, 1 - 1,000,0000 walking on high heels
Joan of Arc nose 1 - 1000
Fine Arse 1 - 5000
1,500,000,000,000,000 - 1
white hair, rallys like a dynamite, charisma, English, horsey, hastings.

Liklihood I'm her brother
Bailey - Hognathan (very Welsh)
Hufflepuffs
Rounders bat fore-arms
Shoulders
Clint Eastwood arse, as Nicky had in youth. (young Women)~
Being identical
Knight madrigal
prob 1,500,000,000,000,000 - 1
writing this blog
Nina, Anna, Kerry, Nicky.....Sheila etc.

Fast world war watches

In the countryside you arrange everything the way you want it and watch for the exceptions, and forget hoover.
Of Knights and timelords. I asked this bloke on a timemachine, and he ….Look for wear and tear, and skip the illusion, watch the exception….and you’ll be attacked by the hoover.
Mrs Alfreds bicycle had handle bars at both ends. Mrs Hattie Hayridge in certain conditions, turns into Joan Simms, HH retained the chakraganges temple, in her country house with its sanctuary, for city refugees. Some where nice and firm to come to, surrounded by nice and firm people, in structure.
Colchestyert 105
Rene Descartes ‘ How big the King, small the Lord’…Queen Bodicea ‘…throw pumpkins at my bicycle…..Queen serve beggars!, beggars serve queen?...So what is old money, ‘Strings’, Beggars into Queens. And onto Colchestyert. Anna Ryder Richardson, opens her parka, Annabel Croft, rubs her spongy baubels, Lesley Ash, lifts her skirt, then off into the wooded countryside. The witches were at war
Stephen Fry had not been giving the witches enough rest, …Your witch , who needs a rest…7 and all 7 late.
You wicked techno-shaman…Simeon……..Whilst, my assistant with his truly ravishing wife, hiding behind a bush, I uncoupled the witches from behind, arms pulled out of railings, mad, half naked,…cast into a thicket…love not war in their eyes… come in your time is up. I’d been chasing, Michelle Gellar, Davinia…and the others, and chaining them to the spikes at the front of the house, for as long as I could remember, ‘fatigue, Anna, rest and relaxation’
Signs… witches look for….
. The powers of lie..*read ….and the churning of the truth probe.. which Bill, says of both ‘a cow up a tree’,
Uncle Roy (Hudd) ‘Beyond that which is required,..A good witch should aim at a country cottage, with a nice slump in the middle’, preferably next to Darrel ...world, lived with his three sisters, in idyll..often long to go back… and visit once again. Rainy days on platform…

A) When stretched- falls apart
B) To much secret and quiet, mouth closed in coal cellar dubious
C) Extending the rule, treating headmasters son, like he had the sense of a bath plug
D) Look of waiting for a long time from the rule extensions
E) ’isms’ over extremes breaking in from the outside, ‘ a cannonball falling through the roof’… twice…three..
F) repetition

The enemy
Witches and others on the outskirts, of the outskirts, of witchcraft, had been causing trouble
The key ‘is’, happily drill holes through the dangerous top, edge or bottom of the universe
The key ‘is’, Me and you, together in extreme pain forever,
and when the keys cross ‘war’

add 3

Twitter.com. Display ‘the half car’, On the Mitsbishi..with the president, lift your wings, frame, wheel, 1 adult, ‘school?.....two children’, wave, seated in a column, the half-car…half the time.

Threats, swords, secrets, seal tongue, even more secrets. Emporers of the past a giraffe looks down, food served, on blocks, interminable quiet, cut out a wall tile, ‘Hello!’,ring tail, after a green curry parrot (curvy), Ladys, croupier hats, (electric fan) parasols, he breaks my clubs over knee on 14t top of Fuji yama, mountain Budha, long grass, toboganist…half-car

add 2

Open road, the perfect 2nd country car, ‘driveway’, the open freezer ‘cream…Porsche’, Tony with surfboard, ‘two adult seats, sports (roof)’, open Europe, clunk, shopping, clunk, commute, ‘Garfield get in the back, (Chris)’, town copy cat, ‘plump…Jessica (Wallace)’, Tony…don't go with that women… country living, screech, the modern internet delivery van, smoke out of the top of the livingroom windows, ‘boys’, the half-car…half….


Twitter.com. Two planes touched down together, 7 men jumped out of a zero, the Japanse president at the back…the smallest airport conveyor in the world. The observer.. underwater.. cities.. a midget submarine, dip end, run.. men held their trouser legs, splosh, splosh, peeling walnut into back of open top Suburu.. 2 white shirted mobs, a lonely man with little red book looks back… 2 girls climbed out, ‘Roger’, lifesavers.. peered.. a cadburies cream egg.. ‘welcome’.
Horse shoe ticker tape, all the way, white helmet, police, swept baton, very angry, at us, swipe hand, raise other, banged finger on ticket, looked at my chin, the car, looked away, swipe my cane, hand on parking meteor, then stared at the ground, a man in a box, painted flies.. round the corner a model. Pavement artist painting Willies, buttons and bows, ah a mirrored floor, spotty youth feeding money…1 min.. Naked Geishas on dragon boat hosed by the fireprigade.. round and round.. girls from Nagasaki, a froggy did a wooing go.. women not guys, not bad, not good, but not impossible…….not clowns!...... Jon Voight, 7 inch tft, 3gb, 8 usb connectors, someones flicking arrows, a dragon curling in raspberries, the Dancehall mood, I know a girl, my sweet Rosalie, lookin through the windows... Chinese lanterns across the harbour.. a waving cat, 200ft wave..than last time, au revoir.

Stephen Frys advertising campaign

(3 Golden globes, 6 balls, Mrs Hatties on American TV, The Indian Restaurant Falmouth moor)
Lidls penryn, where my boat once stood.






A Hyandai car advert, the half car is a car thinner than anything but a meshersmitt, but people get new old car body frames, move the seats, bend the panels, and put them back together as half the width.

Mobile Phone: A little man with clogs on well I declare, well I declare, oh yeah a Japanese man with clogs on, under a chair,
going, clip clipety clop on the stairs, oh yeah. No one lives there now it’s hardly surprising, a house with no rice in,
Dew Dat Da Dew
Dew Dat Da Dew
Dew Dat
Da Dew Dat
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Da Dew Dew
Dew Dat Da Dew
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Da Dew Dat
Da Dew Dew

The electric phynecucalyptus train

Faster
Dew dut da dew
Dew dut da dew
Dew dut
da dew dat
da dew dat
da dew dew

The station
Da da dada da dada da da dada da dada da dada da

Kerry

Wheels along on her wheelchair


The roads
Um hup ma meh
Um hup ma meh
Um hup Um hup Um hup Um hup
Um hup ma meh
Um hup ruum meh
Um hup Um hup Um hup Um hup

A little man with clogs on well I declare, well I declare, oh yeah a Japanese man with clogs on, under a chair,going, clip clipety clop on the stairs, oh yeah. No one lives there now it’s hardly surprising, a house with no rice in,......
no one lives their now but a hole lot of mice,………… going clip clipety, clip on the stairs, living in a windmill in old Amsterdam, oh yeah
ring ring, mobile (I Yodel). Yo didhlii, du diddle I, duuh, Yi hihew, do di li d...... accordian………’Bernard on the drums’

Kerry in a motorcar, European tourer, sunflowers, faster, alphorns, lighter, tonk, tonk,tonk, a liddle wooden bridge, 3 point turns, ‘mmm….packing cases’, road works, ‘ashoo…esp U.K’, road holding, combined harvester, overtaking, over water, the persurs cabin, robin+ half-car abrest, round narrow roads, leafy lanes, breakdown… ‘two engines in one, humphhhh…servicing..Hello Tony…’, transporting.... bouncing…sleeping

Twitter.com. 14 hour flight. Singapore airlines, oolong, om, om. nag champa. goin to Barbados, click. Two Japanese wind-up swimmers, boy and girl from poundland. Case lock at Gatwick airport, ‘seal broken’,bag on tarmac or leave with the antiquarian, a man first extended his hand in friend ship to me, an arm full of Gold watches..7 flashing 9inch santas, with individual carry handles, and a gorgon Mona Lisa, bought at Poundland. Tonys (slattery) gone to Chichester with the Nannars and ET-S, stop-over in Bankock at the Cherilea hotel... quite warm

Dust hump freedom

Temporary resident: Screaming Lord Such
I am foremost expert on somethings. Whist idyling next dust hump. I decifered another way of attaining Chakraganges earthly ideals. Forming a Chakraganges temple of similar souls is no easy task. Someone suggested saying twins to one another to find ones twin but who knows. The block we are created from shows itself mostly early in life, unless we are strongly abused. A crack in the universe may let in a poisoning force, a truth probe, or just looking for freedom. In South Devon I once proposed giving details of slaves to the acquitances of thier masters who had the most similarities to the slave. This worked well for all sides.
Theory- To attain the state move away after speaking to people you are not like the most, this may seem silly, but is A vital tool in attaining freedom. When you are born perhaps you come from a block, if you go back to the block, presumably the neighboring blocks are the one you are most loved by, in your Chakraganges temple. So you return, to the chakraganges posistion, and you will be far away from the unpalletable, and those who need to imprison you because of your coincidence in place.

Plane of Elementalry my dear brother

I proposed a simple theory it went thus, suppose we have a torch, on one level it is an entity, a messenger. I proposed that on one level somewhere in the universe an object, group of people is happy. This of course explains the heavens, and the planes of existance. And if you think of destroying a torch, its life disappears, its jockularity, is destroyed, or does it, have a happier existance somewhere else. Certainly cheers people up thinking, someones enjoying themselves, even though they're not.

Black father Christmas with butterfly on his his nose, ‘the pathway’, Tracy we are the government

Warning: I hate diatribes, and of course this encourages fear, and so. I've used JAVA for years, I think it helps if you turn your nose up. As it mangles your raddish.... etc.

As one knows the mathematics, and linguistic sides of the brain are well catered for, -unfortunatly most people in the world are short. So I introduce the black father Christmas with a butterfly on the end of his nose, or a different basic language.If Java is baned, we introduce the universal programming language BASIC base.Monica…(singularities)IF ……….’picture’…..An organ barrel on a bench
FOR ……….’picture’…..A pile of coins
TO……….’picture’…..Pathway
EQUAL……….’picture’…..A swimsuit with ribbon
LET……….’picture’…..pot
VARIABLE……….’picture’…..many predefined image, ‘ shorts, jacket’
DIM……….’picture’…..A garden gnome with a wheelbarrow
GOTO……….’picture’…..A wheel
END……….’picture’…..A waterfall
GOSUB……….’picture’…..A buffalo in a winch
THEN……….’picture’…..A tickling hand with feather
to cope with the world wide capabilities of the internet……’picture’…the bringer of a cushion

Mrs Hayridge

Hattie, stroking the lion, she even got to stroke his tail

Chakraganges-
1) return to block from origin after death
2) join the block after death
Hattie worked on the top of Bobbie Robsons filing cabinet..on the occasions she used the garbage pipe to enter the building…would say to her employer….when I am dead you are dead….What is life without return to the foundations…….ya just smell… I’m not ify, porkies that’s ify, people who might get to walk about in the soup…return to the block, they're not so sure, Rob Robson ( Doesn’t sound like jumbo) ‘itzs.. like a desparate jumbo of mischief… will you where your platinum ring… Mrs Hayridge 'I had a lovely day I met Mr un..er- ‘, terrapin ..fluff…..I am not ify. Anyway so …. Population of porkies.. say chakraganges return..or none .

,,, otherwise how'd you get the retro you like…. ….like circles on the floor.. ..this place, the garbage that make it look attractive. Where Hognathan.

Typing-.
Bobby Robson ‘Yesterday=the foundations’,
‘I said to my employer’,
‘…..The past all, , .. .standing in trench coats’..
Mrs Hayridge- ‘chakraganges, most certainly is as retro-as girls standing in trench coats….…….. ……..……
'and a thought maybe pick up a retro joke that wasn’t, funny in reverse’,
Bobby Robson ‘2’,
Stephen ‘Freddy’…. Fry?, (his life is a jumbo of mischief)-- ‘going to inflate the budgerygarah…approach twitter.Com need witter.com…,, 30 words!,. ,’

A little reflection

Putting on glass table, full of orange peel. A ficticious account (The glass painting........) of when I, a bit of an amateur painter successfully got under way on Richard Bransons boat, the Virgin ‘moonbeam’, a painting of fervour, my image likeness on glass sheeting, Mrs Hayridge appeared from the side shelves, and turned into a wall of giggles, upon seeing the turned surface of a glass slide, of myself aboard the boat hanging in the Aegean, Hattie the fine actress, and not a tall, from my direction, viewed from the rear my painting is in fictious eyes a ‘cactus’, it does loose a little valour, from then on the article should be called the glass painting from behind, Mrs Hayridge doesn’t praise the back of the paint, and is surprised at the full lovelyiness, upon its twiddling stand, and upon seeing from the front is surprised, reassuring, charm, and me real like the English-tec….. I am surprised, when the abbots from the local convent,who come to visit from the boat, they give oranges, and flour, I feeding bread and fish, I am surprised to see them follow Mrs Hayridge along and below the deck. ….and it all spiral onwards, until my painting has become a core selebr, each new visit, I have to well I don’t have to bring along my painting. During a ring tailed pet has arrived, and likes apple rings, and dried figs….now……. …it’s from that damned f— and English Techno-shaman, …writes me into his blog…and seems to stop at nothing… ..he finds it to gay.. Freddy

Stephen Fry stood 3 eyes, most of you are ladys…columns, of marble like old dons, living, immortal, a mystical number of stones, for tieing boarhounds to. It’s a pity Lord Melshitt ne’r made it this far…belly dances with moustaches will not tame us, nor April corrupt…Across this lecturn…It is here too, we learn the value of money, power share, house share, money is not for sharing…pocess a fortune…depression time, worse crime, worse crime, depression time.. the beating of money is beat to mine own heart…crime!.and through that window there the biggest flipper ever caught…I write therefore Hattie thinks I am…coming through the ages……wizards scribbling Abra Melin, ‘Oh beryl light his…Faraday froze, Kelvin expanded, and Beethoven stood where you are today, another Edwardian, Sir Edmund Hilary, landed, there, (across to Athens) on the parathenon, struggled to the top of the north face and vanished…Brideshead revisited…when cucumber was hard to…..in the highstreet, and so I, here we are here at this pleasant day, Now of course these passages echo, with the sounds of Cyndi lauper, and howard keel. Surprised…Pleides to the right of me, Abbotts behind me, and whats..imagine if you…….I am going to take this door by the tail…

Tracy ‘We are the stern..Celcilia!...the Do mummy (Bell)’, and ‘from China’, the green hornet..Vs the …..Java dragon….., ‘…Road hog!’I

I am an inventor, mother, and I used to be a programmer. Whilst young currency fluctations you name it, putting something on the market, ‘Impossible!’,. Could I invent something, that to do anything, to anyone,by anything…and market it, as easy ‘well, no!’. So what is Java programming language, and I ask ‘why has it got no street cred’, When a programmer, we were always, taught to avoid gosubs, ‘Young woman, reputation of the station’, no civil body, but (by me) you could be arrested,.’.. ..If you wish to link brainwashing with virtualreality program it’s impossible… ..I’d have to be at the top of my profession, other languages do (‘exactly’), roughly the same. So why- Javas secret little gosub boxes?…JAvA is triple AAA, what, (well Cynthia..Su…. anything-anybody-anything), ‘Yes uncle William’, Wllm ‘what…Spirists, sp.woowwww, like in an… ….atmosphere, environment in the room upstairs, frighte..,’ Trigger, ‘let in poison, carry information..’‘and who programs, the dingy bug.. employ experts in human torture, or if you’re a corporation, lead by example’..trigger ‘yeah, yeah..’, Oh well gets money back in prison’, I ‘and the white house.. ….Mamons bum end’,.. … ‘Thankyou’, ‘and not Mrs Hayridge’Your child in a virtually submersive JAvA game 2 hours a night’, ‘stuck’‘Posters, tie racks, made by a designer,’, ‘in Japan’… I haven’t heard of games, images etc all, all dangerous, and JavA does it all in secret.‘So we really need, A bell curve’, Wllm ‘like mine…new chips…new industry..’, Eddie, ‘pref.spiritual’’India’, ‘A bell curve like mine’, otherwise each building, cashmachine etc, couldn’t care, less, if the towns clown or justice, gave your family a thimble of feck each night, don’t be treated like a light fluffy cake’,Precious, unique, flash, rascally, brave fast etc, glorius,,,fine,,,fresh….,, grand gesture’Mr Techno-shaman ‘Basic works fine, unless on the internet, shit for brains ‘the degraders, triple A pushers, pullers, addicts,..bummy, feck, scrag-end, desparate, peddlars, middleclass twit, catholics, communism, serious, business, etc, games with frontiers.Owd spectrum a jay, is bad as that a whirling, rice flail… like dominoes, it radishes everything….add to your superlatives, your retro-shoe, ‘get of the platform’ and walk the carpet.Be lazy Just blast the known offenders, William gates, ‘young man you can’t live like, Basil Brush, it’s just silly’, BASIC free with Microsoft,

Women in snow vs attack of the rubber women

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A bit of a python at the moment, victims rushing around

I did come accross a way of making my hovercraft fly better, I divided the carpety base up into tinsy tiny squares, measured the pressure, above average gave em a blast below ignored wonderful, flew for the first time, wondering if I change it to the mids if it'll fly better. Editor


Like Rumanians, go to the big boxer at the end.
Deliver or your just a boy for the rubber women
without the cash

Insulin, gimme that thing

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Avoid the flatpack game up at Epping, putting 50ps into Holland and Barret they don't deliver, trust@fayrefordfarm paypal do. Needs more work
Hattie Hayridge, stired a bowl and looked out of the window, ‘Cloning, how to avoid pain, voted the woman most likely to incinerate a lot of money’
Dr Alan Titmarsh, stired a bowl and looked out of the window, ‘hedges, Eloise, avoid me slide, at the bottom, tea……could almost say the slapper…Eloise, avoided, who does she remind you off, the slapper’
Stephen Fry, stired a bowl and looked out of the window, ‘Hippopotomus’
Hattie Hayridge, cleaned the back window of the boat, ‘The king of the marina, the nut’
Alan Titmarsh, ‘Kings college, canary’
Stephen Fry, ‘Hippopotos, oh money, addict or fegg, ruin the family, addicts and feggs getting people into trouble who’d done little, dirt + dung, when your out what are they dirt + dung, what are you when your out dirt + dung, stealing 50p from Holland and Barret tops’
Hattie Hayridge, ‘Before we took over the steadfast observatory, I was an addict, on that little orange estate’
Alan Titmarsh, ‘a house more suited to string vest, work trousers, boots, drinking a pint of beer ’Stephen Fry, ‘If you really want to impress the natives, leave Hertfordshire, buy a small house up north near a coal mining village’
Hattie Hayridge, ‘some like Gary Linekar, doing an immodest liz hurley, esteem for pretty girl zero, the feggs Julie Andrews, the addicts the feggs’
’Lady Hayrydge, ‘An addict never a fegg, and what of TBT’
Alan Titmarsh, ‘slapper too’
Narrator ‘Wheres my disability money its been a month’
Stephen Fry, ‘Out of the blue, sit a medical test marinastudy@akc.co.uk, kings college, cambrige, enough of this peacockery’
Alan Titmarsh, ‘enough of this peek rockery’
Hattie Hayridge,
Anna ryder Richardson- ‘owwwh, well I am, what…..goodness’

Beltane, misfired again

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Bob Dylan came out from the hole and on his ventures,
‘Hello techno-shaman’, under scaffold, ‘hi dude……..pyro-techno-shaman for beltane’, ‘A hovercraft fan, spills all over the place’, ‘midnight, I always says love before lost, does jog abit’, wwosh up the scaffold 200 gallons of electrolysed water’, ‘rainbows’, ‘switch , Mr Cocksedge and…’’glory be’, ‘and my second most favourite sport, trust squirrels on string looking forwards, back feet in little boxing gloves…vrrrvvvrrrrummm’, tossing peanuts in a fan……what can be better than this............. 5 minutes to enjoy myself, longer than anybody in the whole world, cool!,,,..........Alice Cooper’, ‘hi dude’, ‘My first with Eloise, knickers down, no she’ll need a chair… this is serious’, Bob and Alice sit down.
Lee Evans sped in the back, ‘lovely family, 3 big girls, nice thick knees, ummm..Maxine..The gambling monarchists and their friends…bromide….I resign….have they lived outside Manchester’, whiz, whiz, whiz, ‘mind the motor, priced everything in Euros great’. ‘Fresh from dung beating in Slovakia it’s Nicholas Parsons’.

From a vanguard, employer ‘I noticed your thigh’, Sid ‘thankyou your grace’,

HH- laies and genglmun, Lee Evans 'Hattie look away',
Stephen Fry in ballet frock ‘or should I say’,
Lee Evans ‘Whats in the box’’,
‘all this on the wheel of delight, U.K pass, the grey projector wheel’, crowd ‘my stapler’, ‘the bulb, the feck…con-feggulations, are you related’.
Lee E, ‘slavery…anything left in the universe’,
Borodin the wizard ‘the staples, caboom’, caboom, run for a tee-shirt, ‘homer simpson wow’, uncle game ‘as a treat I’ll undo my trousers’, ‘to little , to soon’,
‘wipe-out’,
spam ‘can we eat your horse’, tick,
Sid ‘the torch…slavery!’, the torch ‘mind the door’,
‘a dud…bun buns, twiny bun buns, biffy’,
bob ‘lee evans’, slam, slam, slam, ‘Eloise! Nice boobs…Bob and Alice, creek. ’, ‘Joana(Rowling), dare be in your stuffy wheeled box', L.E.Ds beneath wings pigeons, twinkled in the evening sky, and round and round on the limber they went.

Working for the mob

When I was young, I lived both sides as an important member ( headmasters son) of a town near the city, I was taught all about mob control, and in the playground, and on the other side, I have steered the mob along the right lines on many occasions, in Leicester though for 6 months we had a really tedious problem, burkes trying to hi-jack the cities important posistions, so amongst many other things, we formed a side those people with ambitions and those with posts who could be targets. To stop the fools who wanted to get in posistions and fiddle about. If said side existed right the way through society the future would be a lot brighter, of course another large part of society especially in London are the people, whose ambitions have not been stirred, but living in London who could say London was normal. At the top people complete thier ambitions and start fiddling around again.
Remember this- Gerbils (the animals) don'thave much time, so we don't have much time, stretch them.

he who laughs loudest

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Worship of Kali
The worship of Kali was suppressed in India by the British Raj. But it still remains very much alive. The supporters of Kali strangled their victims along the roads of India armed with a traditional cord in the dead of night. When the cult was almost wiped out a foundation stone of civilization was removed from mankinds progress.
The worship of sacrificial gods goes back as far as man. When man left tribalism and became civilized, he gave up being ruled by a single mans dictorial ideas, and not so the British Raj.
During the Raj, Kali the godess of the moderating Hindus was split from the extremist shi-ite moslems and they were at one time ruled over by a singular ruler. After the raj the shi-ites disappeared into their extremist culture. This is because Kali was looked on as the mother of the prophet and thus most of the thugees ( Kalis supporters) were moslems, this split caused an intrevereted hatred of the west, and made severe in roads into moslem, rights in India. The moslems are still the poorest people in India, they have darker skin and worshipped the black skinned mother godess, the hindu Kali, so fusing the free thinkers of India on both sides.
The hindus are the ruling class, so Kali stopped injustice, and although moderating the shi-ites, somewhat empowering moslem views. The Raj were white, and rascist, and so Kali was not suprisingly, a thorn in their side. The thugees were good fathers and husbands, not as portrayed, the thugees were more the assasins and the shi-ites the thugs. In the east tyrants from Tokyo to Tehran used lingering death as a punishment for poets, revolutionairies, and prophets and any free thinking people, death was an easy way out a godess with a fine following, and off to the happy hunting ground. The strong social regulator, the 'green hornet', hiding in the shadows.

New Post Lucky for everyone

A rearguard action

Hate life in the rearguard.

Well if some feck is holding your drugs and you've severe brain damage, in Belfast, like the 2 months I had to wait last time because some feck has put the country up the creek.
or out manouvered by the enemy.....stand a little way off....move into the country.

Chakraganges. The theory a grid pattern linking identical creatures.

In thier normal lives temple members commune with other creatures, meeting once a week establishes a stronger grid pattern, two temples even stronger grid. This is very valuable for the rearguard as they hold thier posistions longer, and it makes life on the frontline or countryside easier as well as giving an indication of where and when to retreat.

One of my theories, some of which Mrs Nanar had the sense to right down.

The White triangle

A triangle or basket beyond the mob. Seriously out of play, and to all our advantage.
I worked out it was a universal constant.
But heres a rough guide, a crowd of people.

negative points
Any enemy wants=sneaks etc that
Any enemy don't need=Irratating that
We want= Brave that
We don't need= Feck and that spying
, intelligence game.
positive points
Un-sort by the mob- non-imperialist, layed back, easy going, low heart rate, not a traitor, friendly?, or the otherside stirrers.
If somebody tries to wipe out a tribe these should at least be spared.
It allows outspoken opinion, inventions, idea promotion for the future.
if a Lord commanded and Each had a tennis ball throw tennis ball. In the basket wwwwuw.
and show opinion
The white triangle is like a basket, you can bounce in and out, or just float around, and wizards, and technoshaman can form a defensive shield around it.

Getting rid of irritating bugs
Extra large rears are prown to irritation, your head is prone to debri etc, so grit your teeth and move the layers around and your head like an like an enormous, buttock, wvubble.
It works, and a machine to rock your body like this is a fine asset for your temple.
Really big, soft, really buttock, as it must be the shape to avoid irritation.
Fern Britton

Unrefined Sugar!

Legend has it that in the reign of Victoria, as many blockers moved into the middle class as pos. They have to deal with an expanding city, and are checked by refiners.
Fine are the refiners = sorters
Working class – stick together
Middle class – drift apart
in this way, we are protected from tyrants. The working class should control sometimes, the middleclass others, but who rules the roost.
Middle class refiners with accumin are desired by the Working class.
Working class have too many refiners, set pointless tasks (ball + chain).
The Middleclass need refiners to sort workers, the town, refugees etc.
Wildman Bob used to get refining women sorting ‘sodding!’, tea bags……are they tired?.
(Guy and the Ladis) Wayward Middleclass. Sort up the system, use dopey refiners to fluff pillows etc, ‘perfect?’
Bills a refiner, he sends girls to the papershop to fetch his racing post (He tires of the load and their age.)
People, who employ gardeners, labourers hire a sorter, why don’t the sorters have the money. So refiners have a conscience work for esoteric, the refined, lovers, psychoanalysts, techno-shamans, the old, (muthers, strawberries), or the white triangle. All of whom are invaluable to almost all, usually (esp in a depression).
So Bill gets his grown up, middleclass, refiner, labourers, ans gardeners work. The squabble in between working class and middleclass becomes smoother. Sorting for bad things as ever goes on regardless.
Mrs Hayridge is known to say 'Well I never......I'm fine......and pretty!'

The chase home

B. bedspread
A.A path with no wolves (Signpost)

braingrowing

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Diarmuids polished steel brain growing silos
The unushally shaped dome, Polished steel , wit a circular (oval door)
When not ust for the Chakraganges, 'For real friends, who dont have an addiction. Efrybody meets eats, health drugs to allign born simularities, defences- but the real pee,esta rissitance, use with lactoferrin, the flower of yourchildhood. Brain growing, if you have a good day, compose like beethoven, chat up line, can drive your bangar like never before, then nip down the Silo. DHA, Cordyceps Sinesis, Huperzine A with roulette wheel, or plant roots. Personal objects, in the warm surroundings of your personal silo, loved by your real mates, paintings, drawings, etc, and 'grow your brain'.

and illegitimut usas
'Not like the growing Mrs Gavin, a giant, chakraganges listen, record, singing or like real polished steel in Mrs Hayridges garden, 'filshed for the use of snogging, lovers, biting, butting, grasping, everything, in that which is to come, better in a silo.
no, nose dha freeze all peculiar thoughts
amino acids the physical abuse, and 'meeting of the temple, amino acids, lactoferrin, dha,for members good days,' Mrs Hayridge bent in the garden 'hose!'

Annas another dangerous use of chakraganges
To be honest this has only come down to my balcony in a flash,
a friend tells mw, what to do
a member non-addict who might obey a
friend feeling welcome and loved
and another member slave 'making rude'
as Kerry would say 'real hepp, if a bit short'

The Lance of Spite

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The lance of spite, With The Wilbury shield, known up and down the med,
The cretian, who shot Liberty Valance
The dog that gunned Liberty Valance
The man who shot Liberty Valance
French revolution cutting of ones nose to spite ones face
The trial that guillotined Liberty Valance
The fair trial who hung Liberty Valance
The fair trial that chopped king charles II
Whats parliament upto?, but did Liberty Valance do wrong,
Liberty valance had a hunk but a man shot him in the back.
Who do we want suppressing the truth of Liberty Valance,
the same bleedin Cretan, Stroll

The Prance of Spite
‘swung on the wall, stripey pendant, and wings, a swallow flew in the lintel'
Imagine you didn’t have that hunch given you by the fairies. Imagine all spite, calling cards removed, tonight! Pow, but for the lance of spite, dividers (a good poke), cane, the guardian, grasshopper, a kicked dish, a tapped foot of feeble, captains, kings, Think about it everything…speaker…..again, and again, and again…’Gordon!’…again... why don’t you do it.
The Wilbury shield, to hold back the lances of spite, needs a mental gesture to complete the shield.
The Pelicanosas scale doesn’t exist numbered harpsichord 1 to 64, (coloured 0 to 12 resistor values), written in animal time, a hoot of this, a ram of that.Wangners, Elmo and Anthony are accomplished men. Swish around your cane and let spite fall away, lift your top hat, let shrapnel fly away.
clothes flung to the floor, clouds broke, lights clicked, through a crystal spyhole, stars as big as snowballs, a warm white jelly foam floated down, breast whitened, top hat and lance of spite. Yellow red green amber, Yellow red green amber,
The white ball above, The satanic ball below. no Fred!
‘Suppa duppa, dangerous!, dangerous!, dangerous!, As always, anything shows, when will the night end…chin on cane, putting on the…Shpfftshppffttttz..brushin up your bow tie…’
Lance of spite, tap, tap tap, tilt top hat
lift lance of spite, kick out left foot, jump out a star,
whack that pudge,
cream flayed,
catch a penny, show it to the lady, tap, whack,
Ladys glance back, swirl(back), bend, hair on ear, wink the other way, whack like a rodeo take hand, bonk on nose, grab lance of spite ends, swirl.
Ladys palms to the sky- sideways- Ladys grasp, men skip around pointy toes, lift heal, and repeat.

'They've got the Duke', stood rigid, like a ravening puppy dog, daughters, flump a velvet curtain, only darkness, brother against brother, Elmo with lamp.
'The Jabba hut! Hans solo tortured forever, saved by his four lucky comrades. If Hans Solo
why not a production worker a chicken?. One Hattie a space battalion. The lance of spite, was taken away,. Hattie scribbled 'he lives', Elmo 'He lives!', Hattie clapped. Gregor Fisher (Rab C Nesbitt), rushed with censor and bowl of delicious dried figs, Hattie looked round, palms on chubby knees, smiled, Martine clapped, Elmo glared, 'my memory', 'phoenixio', Gregor clapped, 'but thats just a bird?', Hattie disappeared into the clouds, 'ears!, ears!, ears!'.