THE ROYAL PANDAS

I have told the truth and I have given my opinions on news stories along with my predictions, many of which have come true.

In this long drawn out process to get the truth out there it has been hard and full if trials and tribulations.

Some subjects go crazy and some subjects crawl out of the proverbial gate.

Yet all I here or read is focus on the most popular subjects. But I do. It is called 'the truth' and I do this in the vain hope that things will change.

Except change only comes about when everyone realises what is going on and what is wrong and here I have my hands tied behind my back. I have to rely on others and it could have grown a great deal quicker than it has over six years. Even a little more than it did, say half as much again, would have allowed me to increase content as well as evidence.

I sometimes wonder why this is? Did people not bother checking documents or listen to the recordings because if it is a case of 'Too Long Didn't Read' then I am afraid it become TLDR because no one listened on the first instance. Or took enough notice to spread the word about.

But then I wonder if it is my political stance?

In my head I am centre .. sometimes centre-left, sometimes centre-right but as most know about me I hate these terms anyway. It is about what is the right answer for me and always will be.

Maybe people think I am alt-right? Except I would not even know what makes someone alt-right and I certainly do not come off as far-left.

I see the viewers some people are getting and I think to myself 'how in the fuck have the managed that? This is drivel and does not even class as entertainment' or I might think they are barking bloody mad. Like Anita Sarkeesian and her mindless followers.

I wonder that maybe there are not many that are centre and because I am neither right nor left that is my problem?

I am well aware and have been from the start that I could have done almost anything and all barking mad and acquired a following ..

• Hard and/or alt-right
• Hard Left, Social Justice Warrior
• Talked about Bigfoot
• Talked about how the Earth is flat
• Talked about the elite or all secretly reptile people
• .. or some alien race which would have been more convincing that reptile people
  • Made it convincing by talking about hollow earth which I put no credence into at all
• Talked about SEX!

But in six years I have not done any of these things and nor have I leaned a certain way just to attract a crowd.

Like my grandfather and many friends have always said .. “You stick to your guns .. always!”

So I have been getting there the long way round.

Except life does not always allow you that luxury of taking the long route and it certainly is not fun anyway.

Then there is the issue of my daughter whose horrific stories that sharply peaked of late suddenly made me realise that this long route may turn out to be a death sentence?

We did find a reprieve which turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. All that was stated did not come to pass. This may be because a story he specialises in is very difficult to get into the media? I even contacted him to open a line of communication to have an open discussion about this.

Except despite the fact I know he read the email a few days ago .. he did not reply. At least not to me.

Meaning that ..

• He saw that I was fairly intelligent and that scared him
  • Because he is an opportunist
• He has already been warned off and figured “This guys smart, he may figure it out?!”
• He has gotten tired of getting the story out there
  • Meaning the book magazine, TV Series and others he promised now is not taking place?
• He is an idiot and goes about trying to get this particular story out there all the wrong way or approaches all the wrong people, going after the big names which are all corrupted and biased
  • Why did Love It not cover the Take A Break side of the story and vice-versa?
  • Because a little bit un-PC is OK but too much is not?

There could be other reasons we do not know about.

All the while my daughter is waiting for the ship she has been promised over and over and over again, because of a series if front page national tabloid worthy horror stories, is not sailing in.

Bearing in mind we have dozens of horror stories and all happening to just one girl between the ages of 12 and 25, check the magazines if you do not believe me, and your going to promise her a lifeline and then not deliver?!

Totally and utterly .. disgusting! Totally immoral not to mention completely unprofessional unless your idea of professional journalism is to promise the world just to get them to sign or allow you to print what you want and then have no intention of helping?

Yeah so I reached out recently to the only people I know would be understanding, take up elements of these stories I have been working on and put them out there.

Now I know this wont happen overnight. There is a hell of a lot to go through and a hell of a lot to fact check. I figured that eventually and at some point in the next two to four weeks I might get contacted and asked permission to speak to my daughter?

Yeah .. well there is this .. contract. Well .. unless they do what they promised they would do back in February they can stick this where the sun does not shine. That was February .. we will be in July in the next few weeks .. and not a fucking thing said. But I guess you got your cut, right? Maybe even being paid off to stay away?

If I ever find that out, sunshine, your finished, well and truly. Because you portrayed yourself to be sticking up for a certain demographic and then cut and run when the money was waved? Yeah .. no!

Even if there is no pay off .. life, my friend, does not sit around on its arse waiting for others to pull their thumbs out of theirs!

I have got fed up for years of pubic service famously taking forever to do anything but then expect you to jump through several hoops in just a few hours. Worst case of double standards .. ever!

I even got moaned at by oe public service last year for taking too long and in shock at this I said ..

“You do realise that this is taking a long time because of another pubic service, right?! You all famously take too long but when your waiting for something that lies with the responsibility of another public service that takes just as long as you do .. your complaining about it?!”

Frida did see my point .. with a sheepish look on her face.

So not we are on our umpteenth waiting game.

If nothing is mentioned in the next week at least I know I have tried to get my daughter's story to Dave Cullen of Computing Forever, Sargon of Akkad and the Iconoclast.

They always talk about getting emails from random people but I could not find their emails!

It would have been nice to get the story over across the pond, so to speak, and the names that popped into my head were Tim Pool and Heather Southern. Again though difficult to find a way to contact.

Hopefully this will be picked up by someone as my daughter's magazine story in the post titled 'The Revealing Realities (The Fugliness Part 2)' seems to have generated a lot of interest, not seen since 2,500 people read my run down of Aussie Flu .. probably because everyone was worried about themselves .. dying and all?

Personally I was somewhat disappointed that the illness did not kill me but it instead persisted for a little over three damn months!

I cannot even die as this would be too much for my daughter and I would not want to leave her alone with her life, her health problems and the shitty and corrupt 'evil trinity' that is made up with the NHS at its head followed by the Local Councils and DWP. The first lies and in so doing helps itself and the other two. Everyone saves money .. it is a win-win!

I had no idea how just plain evil these so-called public services would turn out nor the tricks and lies they would pull along the way. It is sickening and I am quite ashamed of being human, in all honesty.

I also have no idea whether many involved are just plain stupid and do not know that they are acting as foot soldiers for an invasion of sorts, people's homes and lives, or they are just complicit because they get paid. They may not like it but keep their mouths shut and do what they are told?

Yeah funny that .. was that not what a huge amount of people in the German army stated after World War 2. But then I guess it is different depending on who it is being murdered, persecuted and worked until they drop dead. Did I mention being starved to death which I am sure at times would like like a scene from the documentary about Belsen?

So does mass murder have different levels of how serious it is depending on who it is that are killed en masse?

I digress.

Yeah .. so others working towards the same cause?

There are a great many I have a great deal of respect for. But then there are others I cannot help but feel deliberately talk about certain things to attract a certain group.

I call them Pandas! Pandering? Get it?!

There are others that go way over the top .. even appealing to the tinfoil hat brigade to get them worked up. If there was anyone that had reason to fear and suspect anything even coming up with the craziest reasons .. it has to be me!

However some things still sound like tinfoil hat theories to me and in all honesty I cannot say that each one is not true .. only that they sound like tinfoil hat theories and that is all.

I am sure over the last six years many things I have stated have sounded like tinfoil hat theories to many people? I know this because they sounded like that to friends and family members for a long time. Until my evidence started to build up. Rather annoyingly despite proving myself over and over and over again and people admitting I was right about a long list of things .. they still doubt the next theory.

That is something else .. literally watching faith drain away from the British public and I do not mean that in a religious sense.

There is one guy that always starts off sounding sensible but then reaches a point when it al turns and suddenly the more crazy sounding stuff all comes out. They put off so many people using this method. Yet they managed to attract a pretty big following at some point.

I also do not sell my own wares off on my blog or YouTube channel, hell I have not even gotten around to doing any videos on all this political stuff. Well Vlogging in other words. Not sure I would have anything to sell other than my skills and knowledge.

Two solicitors I worked for always stated I should teach. I always thought this might be cool on a smaller scale but I never really did anything about it.

I write and I take photographs while filming .. stuff. I try to acquire evidence too for posting at a later date. I write about a dozen different subjects and I could easily add four or more .. umm, more? But due to life and the public services and my health I have a hard enough time keeping on top of the ones I have. Would be so cool of I had the right environment to do everything I wanted as I could so so much.

While I was not getting anywhere fast with my political stuff and corruption I thought I could get the wildlife, reptiles, amphibians, fish, orchid, astronomy, computing, photography, films and music blogs among others up and running. That combined these would at least earn me an income?

It seems as if someone else has other ideas? LMAO!

Did I mention I know Wing Chun?

Lol.

So the ones that go off the rails to stir up a crowd of obsessed people that believe in crazy theories through nothing more than fear and confusion because of they way they have been treated?

I call them Royal Pandas! Lol! A right royal pandering. Annoyingly it seems to work for them.

I have often even wondered that maybe it is not that people think I am a tinfoil hat conspiracy theorist and quite the opposite? Maybe I am not crazy sounding enough for many?

This is kind of like that which I stated earlier with being in the centre, roughly, politically where most people are either on the left somewhere, so I am against their tunnel vision narratives, get pissed off just as those on the right would do? I simply do not know it is merely a theory. So kind of stuck I the middle in no man' land? Oh that was a good track by Mike Oldfield.

Well I did get one change in attitude of late and that was that of my sister.

Now as I stated previously my sister is a defeatist ..

“Martin, what makes you think any of this is going to work out in your favour? Nothing ever works out right for anyone in our family?!”

Compare that to what was said by her just recently ..

“Oh I know something is going to change very soon!”

She went from having far less confidence than me to having way more confidence than me because if I had any confidence at all .. my heart would not play up like it does and I would have been able to get far more done than I have of late.

I could easily get on top of things I need to get done and may be able to manage my Hypomagnesemia a lot better than I do?

I would also be out taking a lot more and a lot better pictures then I have been doing too .. which is somewhat .. annoying.

If I can just get around 600 pictures from using my professional camera across the board of the things I like to photograph I would be happy and can work with that.

It would be so cool to meet someone local, with a brain and not one sided or biased, that I would travel with for photography!

My problem is I can drop to the floor unconscious and for so many reasons too ..

• Seizures
• Sudden Energy Drain
• Cardiac Arrest
• Heart Attack
• Sudden Death Syndrome

The other things concerning back, feet and shoulder pain are a different story. Those I can deal with .. resting every now and then is OK but if I am unconscious .. with a very expensive and irreplaceable expensive camera and equally expensive couple of lenses I would not want to survive anyway. If these were stolen.

Maybe I should place in ad in the North London classifieds?

Lol.

THE SLOW DEATH

OK ..

Daughter now shouting at domestic abuser on the phone, calling from prison!

I woke up around 6am, 8.15am now, and thought I was dying. I still might.

Australian flu!

It's been dogging me since bloody October.

Yesterday while doing things I ended up on my knees several times, leaning against a wall dozens of times and it was the same the day before too .. though I have had a history of this it has not happened for several months.

I thought it was funny last night when I started to get sniffly, often the first sign your getting a cold. But I thought I was coming out of a three month stint of it. But then I knew I had something out of the ordinary and maybe this was just different.

Then I had a slightly different cough to the one I have had for weeks now. Thought that was odd and was tickly.

Trying to go to sleep I couldn't and my sinuses blocked up.

Then 6am this morning .. feverish and nauseous!

Oddly I thought I'd be sent to hospital when I went to the GP but he thought I had something other than the flu. I even mentioned how long I had, had it and even this 'Aussie' or 'Double' flu.

I even mentioned that I wasn't at home, loose term, and was with children.

My daughter is asthmatic too and we had a bit of a fright yesterday morning.

Then last night she said she thought she had the flu coming on.

I'm actually going to suggest that right in the middle of something it might be safer if we get admitted to hospital as a family?!

We have been doing something alone .. without a single offer of help from any authorities and we are .. late. The fact that at least four of us now have symptoms ad two of those being children .. surely this not takes precedence? What with the domestic violence as well as Autism being factors?!

Oh yeah .. my tongue .. my mouth was soo dry my tongue actually felt like a stone when I touched it using an index finger! That's kind of when I thought that maybe this was it for me?

It's lessened a little now but .. it's done this so many times during the past three months.

I then read somewhere that this one they are calling 'Aussie Flu' is evolving very fast.

That completely matches up with it feeling like I've had three or four different strains of flu one after the other.

Even the phlegm and mucous is coming up closer to a white colour now! Previously it was green and yellow .. what I consider basically normal colours with the flu!

Good .. God. For a long list of reasons this couldn't have occurred at a worse time!!

There is my daughter's asthma, four children some sounding like they might now be getting it, house decorations, court cases, cars to have to sell, being in an unknown land, no help from authorities whatsoever and other things I can't even talk about.

Then for me there is my Fibromyalgia, which seems to have lowered my tolerances of a few things. It simply has to be why I've had this for so long.

Lowered my tolerance of alcohol too, that much I've noticed since I got here but I had a clue about this years ago. But it seems to fluctuate .. had signs of that years ago too ..

Must have told a story on here when I was at Stratstones of Mayfair and Land Rover? Two sets of people arguing whether I could handle my drink or not after two separate nights out.

I'm a little scared right now if I'm honest .. I really needed a particular job .. being finished before feeling like this again.

Crossing my fingers once again and I'd rather welcome death to my particular door than to end up with a load of complications.

Also been a lot of reports of deaths .. in Australia and Ireland.

I am sure this has what has made me suicidal at times.

THE STRANGER THAN STRANGE

I still was suffering with this flu but was feeling better with no headache. So I decided to get out on my bike with two cameras.

Didn't get an aquatic situation to film no matter how many times I looked. Oh well maybe next time. At least I was out with cameras, did get a few things and the weather was supposed to return to crap levels in the week. Or at least less sunshine.

Got a few orchids and a strange ladybird. Have to upload the video to my YouTube channel at some point.

Bumped into a couple of older gentlemen and fit into conversations. The first lasted about thirty minutes, he wanted to know the name of species of tree that was responsible for the fluff floating around. I didn't know and suggested a plant but he insisted they were from trees.

Later I realised they were from bulrushes and couldn't believe I didn't remember that.

The second gentleman I bumped into at another orchid site and that conversation went on for over an hour, maybe two?

They conversation got extremely interesting. He was around sixty five or so and not only had a degree but a PhD. He even mention a Nobel Prize award and I told him I was impressed.

Him divulging that came quite late in the conversion and once again what started off explaining about the orchids and showing him his to spot them even when not in flower to my blogs.

He mentioned public services were corrupt, told me a story I can't recall quite now and I looked at him with a grin. He then told me he was sure that this corruption and lying of the public services and bureaucrats was far more widespread than he thought but had never seen any proof or any exposing going on in the media.

My grin grew wider and he looked quizzically at me.

I then told him that not only was he absolutely correct in his assumption but that it had been exposed in a way and told him so about my data, evidence and corruption blog.

His eyes went wide and he listened intently as I explained over half a dozen stories and the proof I got. I then told him how the data had grown beyond 100GB.

I explained how the corruption worked by just needing to corrupt the NHS and this would save them tens of millions each year and also save money for the local councils and the Department of Work and Pensions.

I explained how I caught them and received £4,500 into my account except that the figure they owed was actually £45,000.

We then exchanged anecdotes in turn.

I asked him where he studied and he said he attended Sheffield University and somewhere in Salford.

I had now been out several hours and could feel I was pretty dehydrated.

Fifteen to twenty minutes from home my mother called me and asked where I was. Turned out she had come up to help do some pruning in my garden.

That was the second call today to meet me and I sighed as I keep telling everyone that on a sunny Monday you simply will not find me at home. Quiet days in the week that are sunny and especially with no wind I'll be out with cameras. Even if I'm a little ill.

I got home and they had already done some pruning.

I was out of it.

I was also wondering why I had blacked out so many times while I was out? It was mad. Every time I had got down to take photos or videos I went nauseous and started to black out and each time I had to get back down on the ground.

It also happened in front of one elderly couple who stopped to ask me what I was filming. I got up to tell them that it was a ladybird that was completely black with two large red blotches..

..woooooaaaa!

I told them it was OK I was just having some sort of mild fit.

Also happened in front of the second gentleman I got into a conversation with. I told him I was having some sort of seizure. Might be why we got talking in the first place? Simply can't remember right now.

I decided it must be because I was dehydrated and after getting home opened my door and headed straight to the shops. I had no milk either to make them cups of tea.

I downed 500ml can of Monster.

Had a few more woozy moments but eventually it stopped.

I did some looping of the branches and eventually they left.

I headed out to get some fried chicken for dinner and was walking along with a slight pain in my right foot when I heard the sound of a car horn.

I looked up and saw a soft top black Audi and the driver leaning out, looking straight at me and waving.

I smiled waved bank and in my head said with a silent 'H’ 'heeeeeeeeeeey’ and then I had my second thought …

‘Who … the … fuck … is … that?!’

At first I just thought it was someone who was a customer in a friends shop or someone I'd got into a conversation with in a vape store?

Nope! Never seen this guy's face before.

I was having another one of those times I've had many times recently where I get tooted at.

I've had days where I've heard half a dozen car horns being tooted as they went by.

I wondered once again if I was being recognised from my … on-line presence or my blog?

Two problems with this. First off I quite deliberately don't put photos of myself online and nor will you see my face in my YouTube videos … ermm I think.

That's one problem. The other? Well I kind of decided to grow a beard and have not shaved in weeks. I've had jibes about how I look like my father.

It's pretty bushy, lol.

They leaves just my eyes and no way they were recognised from 20 metres away from inside a car!

I suppose that it's possible an entire gay community had moved to Enfield and they are all very outspoken? Lol!

I dunno. Very weird.

I've lived here nearly nine years. I've never had vast horns toot add they go by and had strangers waving at me. This year it's happened in excess of a couple of dozen times!

Like I said, weird.

Tomorrow, hopefully these sniffles will go and the pressure in my ears too?

Seen to have many strange days like this. Meet someone who was a Nobel Prize winner and some stranger hanging out his car window waving and shouting ‘hello’ and a few dozen black outs.

The stranger of all the strange.

WHEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT

I left the house without a bike today, despite the great weather.

I over did it yesterday cycling around 16.5 to 17 miles when I was only used to around 6 miles lately.

I went to a friends pet store and took a couple of pictures and showed them my new Nikon P900 camera.

I then decided to go to a local wood to see if I can get some shots before I then went home to do some household chores.

It was a lot warmer than I expected it to be, still no snow Met Office, and realised that even with my half sandals I should have been in shorts and without my waistcoat!

At one point I saw a couple of Wild Violets just sitting there beside the path and crouched down with the new camera to get some shots ...

My new camera was attached to my quick release bracket system, hook attached to camera clips into this caribiner type clip attached to a shoulder strap that runs up and down between user designated points in the strap. So you can just grab the camera from your side and bring it straight up to eye level.

I stood up using my walking stick but the other hand holding my camera, not feeling to sure the quick release system was set up correctly.

As I reached the full standing position I could feel a light headedness and my postural hypotension coming on. It got stronger and I thought it would be over any second. But it continued to gtet stronger and I started to wonder if this was actually going to stop this time around?

It got stronger still and I was blacking out, I put my feet and legs into a goat clamping position, its a martial arts thing, and then could feel my legs giving way but my stance managing to help the dwindling energy to keep me upright.

I grabbed a wooden log fence with both hands as I could feel a really warm tingling engulf me up to my head and everything went completely black.

I started to come to, my head tingling like crazy and realised I was slumped against the fence. Once I realised what had just happened I was relieved I was in some woods no one ever goes but then wondered what would happen had I stayed unconscious?!

Brrr!

I was holding onto this ...

If it ever occurs again at the exact location I will have to name it the 'blackspot blackspot'! Lmao!

Eww. It is very, very weird and quite disturbing when that happens and it gets as strong as that. You feel like your losing your control over everything and I wonder if that is how you feel when you die?

It is so hard to explain about this weird and very warm buzz that engulfs you and gets stronger and is almost like you have been wired into some electrical device with someone slowly turning a knob and gradually increasing the power. Until you black out!

No convulsions though!

I think I was out for a few seconds? But then you, or at least I, just don't think of checking the time when your blacking out! I could have been slumped against the fence for an hour for all I know?

I am sure it was just a few seconds though.

TOUGHING OUT THE TOUGH DAYS

I did not explain previously when I stated I had not slept last night that I was being affected by another symptom that is not Fibromyalgia.

That Emma and the rest of the Rhoids family have a great deal to answer for.

So today I wanted to remain indoors, despite not sleeping, anyway and try and get this house sorted out after it being turned upside down.

My ... issue remained and then was joined by another symptom totally, at least I thought and the NHS diagnosed twenty odd years ago, unrelated to Fibromyalgia and oddly to do with the outdated rugs I have been taking, my heartburn.

To make matter worse I was then started to get affected by yet another symptom and this one very likely is Fibromyalgia and feeling very nauseous and light headed to the point of thinking I would pass out of very vomit extremely badly! Unfortunately this is or can be made worse by something I enjoy doing when I am stuck in the house or in the evenings, and NO it does not also make me go blind. Hmm keep bumping into doors lately?! LMFAO!

Funny thing was I laid done for a bit hoping the nausea would ease of and then remembered I have been trying to locate the bluetooth dongle to a Logitech Touch Mouse I have had for ages but never used. The dongle was fairly long and sticking out the side of a laptop I thought the risk far too great that it would get broken off and damage the USB port too. I hate long dongles! Lol!

Anyway I have lots of dongles but cannot find the proper one and none of the others work, annoyingly. So while recovering a little from the nausea I then thought I should get in the loft. IO might live in a house but its an extremely small one and I have stated this before. Absolutely everything about my house is wrong for my conditions and so I have difficulties and end up in a dangerous environment all too often.

Still I am not dead just yet! Still in any event that this should occur designs are in place for the houses of cards to tumble almost immediately.

No so I ventured into the loft convinced it was there. I have no loft ladder, still, and my shop running friend thought he had one and wanted to give it to me because going in and out of my loft with my conditions is not good. If anyone were to watch me getting in and out of my loft they would have a fit!

My friend wanted to give me this loft ladder because not too long ago a very long known friend of ours was preparing to go to the continent and was in his own loft retrieving a suitcase. The poor bastard fell and ended up in hospital. Oddly I thought the fall had done the initial damage I had explained to me but I later found out it didn't. Like so many others before him and at least two family members he broke his back but was apparently OK, but then out of the blue he was not OK and he died!

He left behind a daughter that had lost her mother only a couple of years previous to this who only had a grandmother left. We were stunned and simply could not ask his daughter about what actually happened. I was first told he fell out of his loft, broke his back and died only later to be told that actually he was stable in hospital but with a severe injury and then out of the blue he died.

To this day we do not know the truth to what actually happened but it sounded like the hospital had missed something as they had done so many times before and that is only in my experience.

Every time I am in my loft I can see myself tumbling down and doing some serious damage and this got me to thinking. A friend called me up who had just been hit up the rear in his car while stationary by a woman who told him she had just come from the dentists. She then said she wanted her husband to sort it out, told him he would be round and left. He called the Police to report the incident just in case but called me to see if I could look up if it was illegal to drive after being given a local anesthetic. I said I would have thought so because an insurance firm would not cover a situation like that and you would technically be driving without insurance anyway. He then had a visit from the husband who then said that there was no damage to his car and that he was not going to hand over his insurance details, rather stupid considering what had actually taken place. There was a disagreement and I did eventually find, though not on most NHS sites and nor the Police or the DVLA, go figure, but I did find and it clearly stated that 'it will be treated by Police as driving under the influence'. I emphasized the word 'WILL' and stated it does not state 'MAY' as I have this odd feeling that as he is not anyone important that the Police will not bother pursuing it if this dude decides to do a moonlight flit and ignore him. Insurance companies wont be having any of that let me tell you.

Anyway I told him what had happened with my landlords son getting arsey about the house being damaged and then that his dad told me I was liable for the £250 excess after only just upping my rent again when stating a couple of months back that he wont and he was stunned and said 'Err he can't do that! Your not liable for the damage.' to which I said 'yeah I know and if he argues the point I would ask him that if this had happened if the property was empty, it is rented as fully furnished, would he then knock on the neighbours door and ask them for money? 'Because I am about as liable to someone breaking in to the property as the neighbour is to the exact same property!

I told him that I think they just want me out so next month when they return for the rent I will have to have it out, but in the meantime make some calls and get some back up in place over the liability issue.

I still cannot believe that they had the attitude they had in all honesty and like I said to my friend I thought we had considered each other as friends? I then said that this is what you get for being honest with people as they only pay half the attention and then go into self absorption over money. Bearing in mind he owns half a dozen properties now while both he and his wife drive rather expensive Mercedes a 4x4 M Class and soft-top S Class and buy the kids all new BMW's once they have been driving a year I kind of find the act of trying to extort £250 out of me bloody annoying.

Still it will all come out in the wash and I am feeling rather good about myself that I put some things into motion to kind of get the ball rolling on a few things.

When of these days everyone will realise that a blog is in effect an online diary, or is in this instance, and that they should have realised form the start that whatever trouble I am having goes on the bloody blog! Lol!

In fact ... damn it! Got a phonecall about that car incident and now found out that after the Police first insisted he go down the station to make a statement and on asking why they stated it was driving under the influence and therefore illegal he now goes down to thew station to speak to them and they ask him what he expects 'the boys', hmm new nickname for the bizzies then?' to do about it?!

Damn it!! Forgot to start that paragraph by stating I forgot what I was about to say in that paragraph!! LMFAO!

I said he should have reminded them about thew law and asked them if they would have had the same attitude had she have been under the influence of four or five pints?! I then said he would have also asked them that had someone been injured or worse till killed would they have the same attitude.

I think someone has forgotten that policing is about prevention as much as it is the cure and you cannot cure a dead person.

The owner of the car now seems to think that it should go through the insurance and my friend said 'alright then' but then the man stated rather wrongly that my mate would have to pay the insurance an excess, there is that effing 'F' word again which is now twice in three days! I have not even gotten around to insurance companies where they expect everyone to pay for every eventuality that does not even happen to them for year after year except take it out of their humongous profits?!

Fecking EXCESS, the only excess is the piss taking of people these people do!

Oh and I can say that with venom despite never having any issues with insurance. Well I do not think so and there are none that spring to mind but if I see something as just way beyond pure greed I simply see red. Why, I hear you ask?

Well simply because I always knew there would come a time when the institutions that were once proud and that we were once proud of would be thrown to the dogs whenever a recession or a financial crisis came along.

So in effect that public institutions that were created to serve the people that were also loved by the people were turned into money printing pillars of greed and laziness that would instead become figures or focal points of hatred by large sections of society that had even had injustices done to them, whenever it turns out to be realised, or something far, far worse and unthinkable.

If the Devil did indeed exist and had fooled me into thinking that he did not then I would not wish my life and horrors even upon him! That is the crux of it all in all honesty and this message of how things have been for me seriously needs to get across because I would not like to think of a country whereby the majority of people would have been put through the same and extreme roller-coasters of pain and emotions that I had been put through both physically, mentally and above all have done to their children as that which was done to mine.

Please and in the event that something untoward does happen to you or anyone that is close to you do not say I did not warn you.

I will add actually that the issue I just experienced about self preservation to the family who own this house it is this self preservation and disregarding others that do not deserve it is actually the root of all evil. Oh yeah so that would be money then? Martin, you dumb-arse! Lol!

As for my tough day ... yeah well the nausea, heartburn and that pain in my arse have been dreaded but I am lucky because yesterday, or the day before I cannot remember one, the right knee was playing up and once your hit twice by that upon leaving the sofa you then do so very gingerly after that! At least that did not combine with the other two and that reminds me that as well as that I have something else to talk about in my ongoing Fibromyalgia breakdown based upon my own studies, understanding and discoveries based on what I managed to squeeze out of books that even Guy's Hospital seem to be alien to?!

A few more days and additions and maybe the rare occasion when I actually read through something and make some changes before throwing it out there?!

Good God, that would be a first for me!