I have a new young lady in my front room. I'm assuming she's a lady because she dresses nicely, doesn't swear or spit and has a friendly rapport with her grandmother. But should I assume? Looking more closely she follows what is called a football team. Now, everyone … [Read more...] about Misguided football followers
You must have noticed the well-mannered young woman who has taken up lodgings in my front room. A young woman of great good sense (librarian) who eats chocolate teddy bear biscuits when under pressure.I like the way she has her baby photo blended on her blog. I'm going … [Read more...] about My lodger
Did you see my new tenant over there? She's in the dark, poor girl, she goes for the macabre touch, the deeply velveted feel of pure unadulterated black. Dark Faerie Doll is her name. A sweet name, and a brave one, and she must be a brave young lassie indeed, but is she … [Read more...] about A tall dark stranger, like the fortune teller said
I thought there were only two kinds of Poppies. The narcotic one they make films in strange countries about, and the poppy of wartime remembrance, the red corn poppy, Papaver rhoeas, a common weed across Europe.But there are more poppies than this. Apart from Nero's … [Read more...] about A buxom poppy
After my morning nap and a small glass of Seppelts Purple Para Port, I got my notebook and pen and looked at the colour arrangements again in Incogblogo where the young lass allows you to 'change skins". (If only) (I like to see how she's getting along in her quest to … [Read more...] about The Colour Purple
I had another little look at the Clust'r Map in the right hand column over there, and found that there was someone in Petropavlosk Kamchatsky reading this.Of course I had to look up where Petropavlosk Kamchatsky is. In my day that was 'behind the Iron Curtain' and you … [Read more...] about Petropavlosk Kamchatsky
My neighbour put this little map in here. See it? Clust'r maps, in the right column there.It shows me all these foreign lands with people who came here and looked at my diary. It gave me quite a turn! I had to sit down with an asprin and a small glass of sweet sherry to … [Read more...] about Foreigners have visited me
So now I know where Juan Dolio is. My renter, she who lives on a beach in a Life in Paradise, kindly published a map. (I thought the people looked foreign) It's also interesting to know there is a place in Canada called after my hometown.But I have been TARGETED. What … [Read more...] about Targeted?