Now... the fools whom scan will assume i have axes to grind.
Quite the reverse. I only have many snaps taken over a decade of pretty axe grinders. Real and figurative.
And furthermore I would not have one second of my life any different.
You have to have your act VERY together to do this. Always.
Be equipped. Be charged up. Be focused. And 'they' made me get my act together.
all they can do moan..
still masked
even in England
I have a note somewhere about ehhh....she ...made me Voltaire. But that was some years ago.
I do believe there needs to be a word for what ever is the 'opposite' of Miss Oh Jenny get back on your nag, no matter what.
Because... now, that is a long story.
But a short one to begin.
At the beginning of my true version of their liars facebook there is a picture of me upon a nag.
But let us go back a few months from that day.
That awful maudlin draining late summer. 2019. All year had been the just-maybe we can have a rerun if people would just hold their fucking noses and vote for the man with an allotment. And likes his bicycling. Even Zoe of the Guardian managed to write that in fairly clear terms in her Prospect article (i printed out 100 copies of at my own expense...in colour for max effect...with her say so and handed it to random people i had carefully selected especially local women community leaders who fuckin swore blindly they cared about BREXIT...being the end of the enlightenment even if none have any rhetoric left and thus had nothing to say.. with any poise and grace... but did ONE even follow through a conversation.... noh.. THEY lost your EU no one else... them...because democracy requires everyone chipping in and doing some WORK..too...especially when they express their 'opinion' [??????] so assiduously to my face.......their false interest wasted everyones time... they lost your EU.......fact...as my chronicles one day will as sure as ferrets are ferrets describe... with evidence.)
Anyway, so... there we are that summer working for yet another woman who owns or is king of the castle when it comes to their land...the first of seven from five years ago, who all turned out to be 100% porkie pie liars... the last three lovely lady landowners the last two years dont even think it isnt a lie not to pay their yeoman his agreed daily rate to ...clean up their rubbish strewn around their land...
to hurt animals even if they put on their facebook how much they adore nature...
the former sin there being actually called modern day slavery - gets ten years if you are unlucky..
but i never dob anyone in as they are all just grist to the mill...of poetically pondering her[pl] sick truth. Then writing about it...soon.
Anyway time soon to SMILE!
And it all started with her...
there i was in the layby - fave quiet one, off to see the lady liar later - "yes definitely doing so many renovations to garden..get out ground elder of course.,,,massive job that... off you go...." weeks later seems she was a fantasist as her South east based business wasnt actually quite as robust as she had boasted the last six mnths of my hard grind...
so be it
Anyway garbage like that has festooned my byways for years now ... but hark who no earth is...she ?..
Little Miss Harmony Hairspray
Atop her steed
But every time we pass me slowing down not only as it is the rules but to see her smile once more...
It seems a REAL one?! fuckin confused emojii
And the day that changed my life
And just a few months later i heard ONE woman tell the truth...
It is good.
DO come back.
Its about babies.
