Textual Harrassment (Part four I think of an occasional series)

Another one from my brother

"Some DEMAND the depot,some have it thrust upon them! There r manY roads to kidderminster as the adage goes"

Chat Up Lines Of Polar Explorers

Nice to have caught some of Race to the Pole on UKTV Herstory. Since then nutrition has moved on, and a modern analysis of the diet of Scott of the Antarctic's expidition's diet shows it to be low in B vitamins. They should have taken a few crates of Special Brew.. They could have opened a bar at the south pole.

Interesting difference of strategy. The team re enacting Amundsen's expidition had a problem with a bitch coming onto heat and as a result the male huskies took armourous interest in her and no interest in pulling the sleigh.. They tried putting her at the front of the team in the hope that the dogs would then chase her and hey presto! but it didn't work. Amundsen would have just shot her and been happy for the fresh meat. Perhaps Scott would have seen it as unBritish. I get the impression Amundsen was a bit of a loner. Well if his chat up line was "Hi! I shoot my bitches!" perhaps I can see why. There again some wimin at least would go for it. Remember the trial of Ted Bundy, he had quite a following amongst the ladies.

Fuckin' Hippies! (part two of an occasional series...)

My brother accused me of being a hippy! Cheeky sod! To my protests he sent following text:-



"TOFU, HUGEMOSE, SUB-COMMITTEES- this is the way to the hippi side"

Fuckin' Hippies!

Your Score: Mystic

You are 59% experimental, 40% feral, 54% spiritual, and 10% square!

Of course! You're the Mystic. Always seeking to expand your mind and achieve enlightenment through religion and spirituality, alternative social relationships, and mind-expanding substances.

The hippie world needs you because you are a visionary. You see what is ahead, and keep other hippies on the spiritual path.

If you believe that opposites attract, you probably find yourself around Treehuggers. If you are more inclined to enjoy the company of those with similar attitudes, then other Mystics, as well as the Faerie-child, Raver, and Full-blown Hippie are for you.

The other categories are Alternate, Neopagan, Feral and of course, the Non-hippie

Link: The what kind of hippie are you Test written by pragmaticdreams on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Where’s Wally?

Where’s Wally? Or should that be “Where’s Willy?” LOL. This todger was latter given a good thrashing by one reveler (not me)… Who’d have thought it Bashing the Bishop at a party! LOL I was shocked! shocked!

Small parts

Pictured below is very recent picture of Bluebell with his little old man. Many thanks to Lev and the Burley Lodge Crew.

Bloody Students! (part one of an occasional series…)

It would appear that someone has made some offerings of empty wine bottles to the Goddes. At least one pious soul has at least made an offering of half a bottle of rose. Or maybe it was an offering to the local Big Issue seller. Oh well as a friend once said if you lose your home there is not much for it, buy some tins of special brew and show each other your tattoos.

Jeremy Kyle Moments (part one of an occasional series)

Nothing like some working class tragedy of a morning to inspire me. Am I sick or what? Anyway a chap this morning, DNA tests confirmed that he is the father of 3 children by two mothers, and another 6 unconfirmed. What is his secret? Didn’t look pretty to me but then I am a hetrosexual male…. Perhaps his tendency towards wife beating is a positive turn on for the ladies concerned or one of them anyway… Chicks Dig Jerks…..





Anyway a few weeks ago there was this chap and his ex on. When the DNA test came back that he was not the father of his exes baby he leapt in the air for joy as if his favourite football team had won 3-0 away. Perhaps they can publish the lie detector and DNA results in the newspapers for those who miss The Show.

Eight reasons for not buying deodorant

EIGHT REASONS



WHY YOU SHOULD NOT BUY DEODORANT



1. Body smells are erotic and sensual. Capitalists don’t like that because they are impotent and opposed to all free manifestations of our natural beauty. Sexually awakened people are potentially dangerous to capitalists and their rigid, asexual status symbol system.

2. Body smells remind us that we are animals. Capitalists don’t want to be reminded of that. Animals are dirty. They eat things off the ground. They are openly sexual. They don’t wear tuxedos or corsets or have their hair done.

3. Body smells are unique. Everyone has their own body smell. Capitalists don’t like individuality. There are millions of body smells but only a few deodorant smells. Capitalists like that.

4. Deodorants are harmful. Capitalists like that because they are always looking for new illnesses to cure. Capitalists love to invent new medicines. Medicines make money for them and win them prizes. They also cure new illnesses so that they can invent even more medicines.

5. Deodorants hide the damage that capitalists’ products cause to your body. Eating meat and other body pollutants sold by capitalists makes you smell. Capitalists don’t want you to stop wearing tights or eating body pollutants.

6. Deodorant users are insecure. Capitalists like insecure people. Insecure people also buy room fresheners, hair conditioners and makeup. They are great consumers.

7. Deodorants are unnecessary. Capitalists are very proud of that and win marketing awards for it.

8. Deodorants cost you money. Capitalists are especially pleased about that.

Love and Valerien

I need an early night. Big Brother has been exhumed for an eighth series... So worth watching the opening episode if only to be able to dip in or out if needs be later. There is no escape from televisual narcosis.... Doesn't Carole look like Millie Tant? And Lesley like Stella Rimmington on methadone?

A house full of wimmin will be great though. Having lived in a very female heavy household... oh the simplicity by comparison of living with disgusting men.

Mars for sale

PS fancy a few acres of Mars? I am practically giving it away!

and

Interesting add on Brit TV for Screwfix Direct…. “You’ll pay less and save money” Verbatim. Or was ot save money and pay less. Well think about it.

Astronomy, romantic idiocy and the moon.

“seen an ad on tv for the 1truelove a moby thing using astronomy and numerology to give you the name of “the one” down to his/her name.. Well people who believe in the soupiness of romance mite believe in astronomy bit like that amerikan who sells bits of the moon, made 9 million so far..”

The Ping Pong Ball Goes Ping Pong Ping Pong

In the run up to my last essay did txt my brother will all to frequent updates how I was doing or not....

Kevin sent me a classic

"Can u add"...A ping pong ball goes ping pong ping pong ..." i used that in draft nvsin ass! didnt work though! k!"

well brightened up a dull day.

Catching Up With Life....

Safely back from London. Now back to catching up with my life. Have a couple of blog posts in the pipeline, but then I had a few before doing Yearly Meeting. So watch this space....

Somewhat Christian... 46 to be precise....

Your Score: Somewhat Christian

You scored 46 Chirstian!

Link: DarthKull on The How Christian are you? Test written by OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

{{You've been in Christianity for a few years and know what you need to do, but still a small bit of doubt is in you.}

angry, depressed, tired and spiritually cold (advices and queries 10)

"Come regularly to meeting for worship even when you are angry, depressed, tired or spiritually cold." (Advices and Queries 10 QFP 1:02)

In my current condition I feel I am seeing things not as they are but as I am. I am angry, depressed, tired and frankly messed up. I pray that my presence at Yearly Meeting is a help rather than hindrance to the meeting as a whole. Bear with my self therapy dear Friends. Coming to this Yearly Meeting might be a diversion from my journey towards wholeness, but perhaps wrong turnings and dead ends are part of the journey too....

Have been sitting mostly in the East Gallery, by tradition a gathering place of Young Friends. Well 39 is still pretty young for Britain Yearly Meeting....

The seats in the galleries are probably the hardest in western Europe. OOoo my bum!

In the session on Equality and Inclusion a Friend spoke movingly about her anger at exclusion of women from science but that anger is not love. At times I have a song "Angry Love" ringing in my head, forget who it was by or even the title.

"You sing with a hunger, you can call it an anger, you sing with an angry love"

I woke up last nite and couldn't get back to sleep. I was already short of sleep. So by the end of first plenary session this morning I just needed to crash. I did so in the worship room. Freaky.... The thought occurred to score some valerian. England takes drugs in psychic defence... definitely going to cut out caffeine except when i really really really need it...

Managed to score a bar of fairly traded chocolate on sale in reception here at Friends House. Yumm! That's got me Convinced (Laughs out Loud)

Let the light shine!

PS Official Blog of BYM at www.britainyearlymeeting.blogspot.com

Give Peas a Chance!

OOOOps

here's that poster spotted at Hammersmith Friends Meeting House one morning...



observant readers of previous post will have noticed repeat of Give Peas a Chance Poster.

Going Up To Jerusalem (QFP 6:11)

“We did conclude among ourselves to settle a meeting, to see one another's faces, and open our hearts one to another in the Truth of God once a year, as formerly it used to be.” Yearly Meeting in London, 1668 (Quaker Faith and Practice 6:02)

Well I got here! Yay!

I am at Britan Yearly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends (them dodgy Quaker types).

Here was my first view of Friends House.



Would you believe it! As I stood outside the main door someone actually offered to take a picture! Feel the Love! And thank you friend whoever you are. Makes a change not having to slip someone a fiver LOL! Span the World in Friendship!



BYM has an official blog, I am merely an unofficial Blogger.

I am staying at Hammersmith Friends’ Meeting House. Many thanks in advance to Hammersmith Friends especially John Marshall for making my stay fabulous and enabling me to feel the goddes presence.

Here is Hammersmith FMH



I am sleeping in the childrens room, on the floor of course. Once a Young Friend always a Young Friend….

Here’s of the toys



Give Peas a chance!



Not the best poster produced by the Society of Friends pretty dam good!



Are you listening Tony?

Good to see a bit of flower power in the SoF. Here is a view from the East Gallery



and here is a close up.



And love this Quakerly mug



We had a little local difficulties with the errant Spanish back in 1588.


Right, must dash session starts in 5 minutes LOL

Voting Day

It was Voting Day here in Old England. When I was at primary school I remember Voting Day, it was mega because the school was used as a polling station so us sprogs got a day off school.

Here is a Polling Station for Independent Electors of the City of Leeds, such as Bluebell



The Big friendly letters in BOLD BLOCK CAPITAL SANS SERIF LETTERS I remember from my primary school days. No doubt designed by a bored civil servant at the Home Office (Lilibet Windsor’s Ministry of Police Propaganda and Prisons) on a dull day before my time.

Goes without saying that I remembered to Vote Green this morning. The Country is indeed gripped with election fever and democratic frenzy! Yeah baby!