On the great field.
Once a great lawn of a great house.
I do not normally admit to such pretention cod |I admit to:
" God i adore it.....ewven with the miscellaneous nutjobs and sickjobs....
You have to at this point stick on Stevie...
loud..
and we found his lass this lovely year gone too - she needs some training:
Oh my oh my....how on erarth did I oversight this'un thereZanutha....
oh well for now the tried and tested
The |Bubble song
Tits an' Aubrey o'course thrown in....
They all loved their Aubrey, those pseuds, but I knoow he w'aint...
Anyway tthat's just a tone and rhythm setting bit o'background tempo...
Back in the field
[ " cos... the way that nature reclaimed it all without and fraudulent rewilding grants....represents nuthin lasts forever...and that is beauty plus, spirit...". even if an update is "i wish this would last forever.." ]
Outloud to just me and the sheep.."That ....sit.... that so good ole Grande Belazza moment.... the way she looked, made me feel something..... that gorgeous lost little boy out of his depth....
" I better tell the blog, ram it fuckin home...I mean all that industrial piety today from Crickhowel....
" I am the most obviously hurt and torchered person in the world .... above all accusations of being 'glib' ...as i would say to myself smiling, a year ago... my death would be seen as one of em national litmus tragedies fings like the corpse found by a postman after its gone off... total terminal industriqal atomisation.... just another sad story of...
" or they'll tell tales....
"Too
"Like those stasi guard the shops hate me cos i fell in provisional love with one of their number, on guard...
"still the famous one wishes me arrested for something...Hell-ena, i can read your mind.. because they know now i never stop smiling and am an intelectual too, and lumberjack - all real, no act...
" but that's all in the year - the great year most sublime but so ridiculously busy even if i live absolutely in the middle of nowhere....
" define happiness: JUST A YEAR AGO SEEMS LIKE A DECADE BACK, AND I HAVE A SUPERB MEMORY...
[OOPS THAT WAS ACCIDENTAL CAP LOCK]
"..... no....i had not stopped - all i really did want: stop. end, be over.... until out of the blue in the last place on earth one would expect to find any GB never mind say that to her...
" and thus this is what it is for.... i know at last; younger its for birds and bees ....older, it is so as to stop. Simple as that. To stop. She alone of many jolly decent beauties, made me stop."
And thus it is
THE END++++++++++++++==
