the info
also....
thats what has gone...in my nightime thoughts...ladtnight
30 years ago peeps...ordinary ones
gave you good info....
reliable always:
reasonable grub, reasonable cheaper camping... the mechanic you can trust....
everywhere
the humble ordinary folk i liked...knew the facts.
No more
and not cos of your fascist one dimensional web of dreams and bullshit, simply....the education became so awful
cos the teachers lost their balls..
...to educate.
which starts always with learning to care...some truths matter.
get facts right, all civilisation follows... sadly the last post Thatcher times, largely figuring how not to be rip-off-Britained
Anyway... even if Amish ( best joke on me ever) internet skype date was the height of my glorious 2020 summer
and she walked with me many miles that summer
sadly only in my head
" Tammy...its extraordinary... its changed my life....and is the perfect Herrock hill walking song on the headphones....fabulous rhythm to landlope along to......and true poetical nuance!"
still, value the art....and pass it on to the next gen.....
....when it rarely is, any good
... except the notion any such wkman cares about a " father took her hand and led her through.." anything.
Is the ultimate in.....
well the 'p' word is...rude
lets just call it a hook herrr....5in a song...
that cannot ever Be...
In the ultimate walking backwards into....
...and my own 20 year odyssey only explored and battlef...
to find one stone to hide under
beware sadly the woman who did not have a healthy childhood with dad....
it ... well did...lead to false stories in the press
it always is a lifetime issue
i tjought one may have broken that mould....
probably wrong. a
true fact if life, thus far only ever proven fact, women without a secure relationship with dad.. .
the problem...
me proud to have tried to make that my lifes work....unplanned.
failed
but Bob tought us to laugh at that
theres no success like failure and failures no success at all
i STILL dont know what the fuck he meant
which is art that STILL makes one
think
abd thus be alive