A Question to Ponder On

Before I pass out from exhaustion. What is the meaning of the young girl in the RED COAT? You see it, when you see it. Schindler? Little Red Riding Hood? Don’t Look Now? And on and on and on! Why? What? Where? When? How? WHO? “I keep six honest serving men (they taught me all […]

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Frenchman’s Creek

Wiki : Frenchman’s Creek Or via Amazon The Restoration Court knows Lady Dona St Columb to be ripe for any folly, any outrage that will alter the tedium of her days. But there is another, secret Dona who longs for freedom, honest love – and sweetness, even if it is spiced with danger. To escape […]

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The Scoundrels Dictionary

The Scoundrel’s Dictionary, the anonymous 18th century pamphlet, has amused me for a few years now but it is quite hard to read in the original type-setting. Too many OLDE WORLDE confusions of S and F. Anyway, in this monograph I have modernised much of the original 18th century spelling and included several annotations to, […]

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SIB

When I was training as a police person, I used to play The Dead Body for the new SIB trainees.   Wiki : SIB   It was always in a horrible room full of glass jars with organs of fetuses and cut throats and brains. Yukky. Anyways – a year later when SIB asked me […]

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She’s HERE!

I can feel IT. I can see IT! Crack on, hen. Yo funny and soooooo V ery predict-a-ma-ble :o)

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And ALWAYS…

…at MY back. Stands a little Irish angel called Dolores. TY. Forever, lass :o)  

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Boiarri/Boiiari

I’ve gurgled these namesies and come up with several things. One is  : Final Fantasy Nameday. 20th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon. Guardian. Rhalgr, the Destroyer. City-state. Ul’dah. Grand Company. Maelstrom / Second Storm Lieutenant …   One is something written in Greek so I can’t translate. And then a Twitter link to boiiari. Whatever. […]

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Weave a Garland of My Vows

The title of my novel is a deliberate mis-quote of a Richard Crashaw poem. I explained this in May 2009   Wishes to His (Supposed) Mistress    And I might’ve/could’ve said before that my fave poet is a homie. Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Born a handful of miles from here. And my fave Tennyson poem is […]

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I Write The Songs

When I lived in Berlin, the girl I shared a room with finagled me into a Barry Manilow concert in the American Sector. She had two tickets and had been let down. I think (KNOW) I was about her 5th choice. I don’t like BM but was pissed off. Ooooh. That man can entertain. I’d […]

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No Fear, Shakespeare

Present fears are less than horrible imaginings Macbeth? Go, Trinity. Go onwards and upwards and sideways and……. NO FEAR Love a fleur de lys – which in real life is the IRIS. Mind. Body. Soul. The Trinity. Said that before to FEB. Sigh.M’eh. I’m EVIL (?)  

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Decline of A Myth

OK. My inbox is the next victim. Big Clear Out :o)   Decline of A Myth    

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Can’t Work. Won’t Work.

So there! Anyone else feeling exhausted/deflated/wrung out? I thought I was just being a drama queen but everyone around me is the same. Drained! Trouble is – when I get like this, the Virgo in me rises and I go into full OCD Mode. Stay away or else you’ll get cleaned. Tidied. Organised. I took […]

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