My religion

 (should really be called " girls education")

( riff only half way con structed due power limitations)

So all- literally all, that matters, is  discovering I was wrong, and as my hand went down behind my seat, to bring out a 'blade' ...  she not only didn't flinch, but also chirped that she knewtoo how " by the time their fancy strimmer has been started i have already handscythed half of it... [ and you must leave half for the "birds"  which means especially nettles as they are best bang for buck] " 

and thus there is hope.

Which is horrid!

in fact if one were educating young mentoo, talk about an interviewer who one actually believes is sincere ... 

He luved err!

You cannot fake, even as a yank (the Britolins catchin' up though!) , actual warm humanity like his, and his really good questioning, batting away the PR lines trying to get to how she actually felt... splendid stuff...

Never mind a Mistressclass on how to actually 'engage' the audience... "Miss...i wone the prize and i was quite busy.."

 

Of course they - not the pyjamate Empire, but I am quite sure Oxymoron-bridge... ruined her but nevertheless bless err i thought the "homecoming" 

And talk about being 'abused' in that for many years i am extremely 'hygienic' about  anything signed up to. I want NO 'notifications' thank you, ever. I know what I need.

Now one mustn't be an anti-whiyeyank racist piggerist because in fact Greenpeace or was it Friends of The Earth started it first: signing up to their sites in the name of lass  twenty years ago,  by about seven or eight years ago one started to get  emails  out of the deep blue  sea  from 'Fiorella Marshall' to make one up,  or some other such slightly...just slightly enticing sounding name... (i wonder if their female members got emails from hunk guy sounding names?) ... not too English upper middle class like all the would-be writers who have been so damaged by their whole  badbook industry they have to be a cleaning lady at some second rate publisher or agent...   the names must be just right: a little bit sultry-bouncy even....  and it turns out its not actually from  Jemimah no-longer-Khan whist her poor ex hub is starving to death in a Sikh gaolhouse  (oops only 1.7% thats not fair so ignore that as minorities never really have any power ..unless...) 

So you click on Jemimah and whatdyerknow a REALLY coercive manipulative little thing on why you will die if you don't bung Greenpeace a sack of gold... 

I agree with (well not really having been tricked by even one of them three years ago aftter our two long face to face sessions turns out ..... actually as a man i have no voice... but her mate  - her brown-mong buddy actuyal friend told me shetoo has BPD mad people pleasing itis...

her words... and i trust mongs. MAybe, only...? so dont engage with Greenpeace ever ever ever as even i got tricked (at Hay Festival of trickery and tartery), and most of our conversation was ABOUT " all the greens i have known for years abd dedicated hours days years to actual solidarity turn out to be people pleasing pseuds...  "  (her, on official duty) " lets 'connect' online and stay in touch  as i agree and want to DO something real.."   is actually in English " i will join you on fakebook and ghost every word ypou then thoughtfully provide in the 'education' lessons i requested.."

Anyway forget that as she brought me the silver lining of the true great Mong 

accidentally

" my [full-PAk] dad drives around Hendon screamin out the car window  " if you wanna go around in your pyjamas during daytime hours, in public,  bugger off back to Pyjamaland .."

Which is only a lovely ironic wonderful scene in a  film someone really DOES need to make about 'progress'... 

The main theme of course being that if he hadnt arrived by nana boat overland up the Khyber Pass  all those years ago, and dumped his jimjams en route,  to the [ACTUAL] Heidi woman he got up the duff,   his magnificent  Mong offspring wouldnt be there to laugh about HER dad's wonderful words...

Not mine i merely recant reality.

One being when that new lore came along, for the folk 

GPDR ... about maybe  2018ish ...

That made it illegal for a business (most charities being just that) to send emails unless they had asked nicely by email "is it ok if we send you OCCASIONAL emails begging " by that time - maybe in fact 6 or 7 years of Greenpeace dodgy tactics...  categorically: " no i opt out"

But only one hurt as by then Malala inc. had become a little too frequent - almost every other day:  " dosh for girls"

Long i pondered, " in or out?"  And five more emails during choice time i guess answered my question.

So, having had a few years of not being bombarded by my only three sign-ups ever ....  funny old world, along comes 2020, and by that summer.. well i think Greenpeace sent the odd 'exceptional' emergency request from Flossie....  

But bless her (of course not her, some fuckin yank - and i am pretty sure they are based in USA  but very much UK aimed so GDPR STILL APPLIES!!!!)

2020 maybe  a dozen unlawful 'harassing' emails 

  

by now its back up to about 4 or 5 a week...

Right that's enough Malalatime even if bless em  there does a i think need to be a little section within:  maybe about how many Yank Brit kids are brought up in a 'religion' and how quite extraordinarily most do seem to kindof grow OUT of it, and their childhood pyjamas...

BUT relative is the most important word in the language and 

of course 'relative' to poor women fully apartheided by the Talibs,  at least when they emigrate they can ....  be ruined by Oxbridge; and Ms swift....  and one day be made to take some responsibility for it if their kids  grow up and progress....

" mum....you were once THE most beautiful kid in the world, with your  defiant smile no matter how the scars hurt....  infectious.... 

"the great colourblind in one eye, hope.... the only great speaker....

" but what happened....so Swiftly...

To Rotheram you of your actual perfect genius giftly  gift of... IRON! 

irony, or even self deprication if one gets all oxbridge-to-nowhere  being

The Lingua Frog  that you emigrated TO!

Even the yanks could last do it

back then

It works... 

And as for views, there is an even slightly better magical unthinking

formula

They had even me fooled and defrauded until recently as i was sure they were the last actually HUMAN English

Turns out it can be parroted, and if they had somehow managed to get the patent on old things wearin' Doc Martens to fake bein' hip, when the only way they can afford them was decades workin' for Thalidomide Inc or Monsanto, pink...

 the whole of  the   incommer Cretilate (I DID NOT USE THAT AWFUKL WORD IT WAS A ... who was she? in fact Paradise Saudade  needs to be shortened to PS

a Ps on all the cant and vanity years ago i already had a full chronicle of so i just bored as no one wants to play... errata pay

has adopted as compulsorily as if in the Taliban Pyjamaate... of 'or else'...

 I mean at least they sort of were a BIT ironic in a way...

 

which.... I would have assumed a few million.... gets you nearly TWO BILLION views...

I do think i have discovered in that one number the lifestory of the last dull thirty years

Because in 1993 i remeber well how when for a few years  - only time, centralish London was my centre of gravity

(only for children reasons)

one already knew.. firstly theyre all wandering S Ken with their heads down in their phones even then...but it was up the Road i still remeber the exact one

by Notting Hill tube

A shop arrives (very expensive lease rates of course) 

selling used toys specifically aimed at so called men  - grown ones 

Miss Oh Jenny

 = sexism ... The Don at least helps us there even if of course due the deliverate, it wont work

'tis sexist... i do entirely accept, in fact it is rather annoying in that who was one of my fave ever singers, Ms Hokum? ahhahhh hardly any trace. she, his...'other half' when she certainly made, the above 

https://secondhandsongs.com/artist/21785/all

 

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(for sale: how to live near two years in her Cretinate without ever paying a penny for parking, camping, power; water, or ever having bad posture .... despite their 'bad posture' - as the one on the SAME page,  agrees..its everywhere universal ubiquitous   the misery everywhere. )

TO BE CONTINUED REALLY THIS ONE LOTS MPOORE TO DO ON