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  • 28 Oct 2017
    Life is a strange thing, like riding in canoe with no paddle. You travel down stream hit a few rapids, swirls the odd rock or two but! You can never paddle back upstream, you can never change things. Some people back at their action or those of others and wish they could change the outcome, regret their own actions and get stuck mulling of past events. However, life moves forward, regardless.  What has been said can not be unsaid, what has been done can not be undone. That is how life works. However sometimes life gives you choice you can carry your same path or turn left, start a fresh, jump in blind and run with it. I have in my journey through life have always put other people first always tried to do the right thing at the expanse of my own happiness, wellness, dreams and true self. Life has presented me with a left turn. If I take it, I take for purely selfish reasons. Knowing in my heart that bridges will be burnt, friendships lost and hearts broken. If I don't then a chance of a life I've dreamt of for so very long will be lost.   I have done everything to dissuade this left turn. Yet, it still calls me, still shines brightly and I'm finding it harder to resist it. Suddenly, feelings, emotions that I thought I had buried deep are sudden banging on the door, shouting to heard, wanting to be released. Suddenly the rain feels good again, my heart beats a little faster, a spring in my step and my soul soars at the thought of this left turn. Suddenly doing the right thing doesn't appeal anymore, not that it ever did truly. Being the person I'm expected to be or the person I want to be.  Life is a strange thing...............
    223 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • Life is a strange thing, like riding in canoe with no paddle. You travel down stream hit a few rapids, swirls the odd rock or two but! You can never paddle back upstream, you can never change things. Some people back at their action or those of others and wish they could change the outcome, regret their own actions and get stuck mulling of past events. However, life moves forward, regardless.  What has been said can not be unsaid, what has been done can not be undone. That is how life works. However sometimes life gives you choice you can carry your same path or turn left, start a fresh, jump in blind and run with it. I have in my journey through life have always put other people first always tried to do the right thing at the expanse of my own happiness, wellness, dreams and true self. Life has presented me with a left turn. If I take it, I take for purely selfish reasons. Knowing in my heart that bridges will be burnt, friendships lost and hearts broken. If I don't then a chance of a life I've dreamt of for so very long will be lost.   I have done everything to dissuade this left turn. Yet, it still calls me, still shines brightly and I'm finding it harder to resist it. Suddenly, feelings, emotions that I thought I had buried deep are sudden banging on the door, shouting to heard, wanting to be released. Suddenly the rain feels good again, my heart beats a little faster, a spring in my step and my soul soars at the thought of this left turn. Suddenly doing the right thing doesn't appeal anymore, not that it ever did truly. Being the person I'm expected to be or the person I want to be.  Life is a strange thing...............
    Oct 28, 2017 223
  • 02 Apr 2017
    Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da Hello Folks, yes I back rambling along in the Blogiverse. Hey it's only been six months since my last one. Most of you should have recovered by now. Well what a year 2016, we lost some great names David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Geogre Micheal and Carrie Fisher to name a few. and the whole world seems to have gone ever so slightly mad! That great President Trump has (or not) realised, that just because your president doesn't mean you can do what you want.  Russia is anti-everything, trying to bully everyone and denying any wrong doing. Starlin will be dancing in his grave. The little Englanders got their way and we are leaving the EU. We have an unelected PM (even by her own party). Back to the days when every one was smiling, bobbies on the beat, no bloody foreginers, everything will be in pounds/ounces, feet and inches. Children playing happily in the street with the sun rising on a new Bristish ecomonic empire, expect if your Scottish, Northen Irish, well at least the Welsh are with us (sort of). Of cus this has come to a grinding halt as you realise Mrs May is only holding a pair of twos while the EU are holding a royal flush. But Hey! We've still got all that extra money the Briexiters promised us. Haven't we? Well maybe it's time to sell off the family silver but we've already do that. Only thing we got left is the NHS, and the american health insurance vultures are cirling. Well here to a bright new future a United Ireland, an indepentant Scotland and a disUnited Kingdoms of England and Wales. Some of you may agree or disagree with me. How ever lets face the fact we have government in denial. They have no interest in the British public only big business. We need a strong leader with vision, don't were we're going to find one but that's what we need. One that has all the Home Nations interest at heart, not just the Westminister elite. Lets face if May had any balls she would called a general election to her give a mandate from the British public, instead of being PM by default. So lets see where this crazy ride goes.  
    397 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da Hello Folks, yes I back rambling along in the Blogiverse. Hey it's only been six months since my last one. Most of you should have recovered by now. Well what a year 2016, we lost some great names David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Geogre Micheal and Carrie Fisher to name a few. and the whole world seems to have gone ever so slightly mad! That great President Trump has (or not) realised, that just because your president doesn't mean you can do what you want.  Russia is anti-everything, trying to bully everyone and denying any wrong doing. Starlin will be dancing in his grave. The little Englanders got their way and we are leaving the EU. We have an unelected PM (even by her own party). Back to the days when every one was smiling, bobbies on the beat, no bloody foreginers, everything will be in pounds/ounces, feet and inches. Children playing happily in the street with the sun rising on a new Bristish ecomonic empire, expect if your Scottish, Northen Irish, well at least the Welsh are with us (sort of). Of cus this has come to a grinding halt as you realise Mrs May is only holding a pair of twos while the EU are holding a royal flush. But Hey! We've still got all that extra money the Briexiters promised us. Haven't we? Well maybe it's time to sell off the family silver but we've already do that. Only thing we got left is the NHS, and the american health insurance vultures are cirling. Well here to a bright new future a United Ireland, an indepentant Scotland and a disUnited Kingdoms of England and Wales. Some of you may agree or disagree with me. How ever lets face the fact we have government in denial. They have no interest in the British public only big business. We need a strong leader with vision, don't were we're going to find one but that's what we need. One that has all the Home Nations interest at heart, not just the Westminister elite. Lets face if May had any balls she would called a general election to her give a mandate from the British public, instead of being PM by default. So lets see where this crazy ride goes.  
    Apr 02, 2017 397
  • 27 Oct 2016
    Some things should never been done, either when drunk or sleep deprived, declarations of love, harsh cutting words, driving any sort of vehicle or jumping off high buildings, even posting polls about name changes. So why did I do it? Blame on the boggie or sleep deprivation. Well seems I'd just finished a 12hour night shift plus a hour late and having just 3hours sleep, maybe it wasn't the boggie. Yer, yer, I hear you say but WHY! Some call it the Black Dog, the Black Mood, Dark Shadow, myself it my old friend the Blues. Depression. When you suffering from lack of sleep, my friend Blue does have a why of screwing with my head. For a while now, I have been down to say the least. Lack of sleep, lack of energy, hopelessness. I sure there a few who know this creeping fiend, hiding in the shadows and corners of our mind, feeding on our self confidence. So after six years free, I'm back on the happy pills, not a defeat, but a helping hand. Why? Well just over 20years ago I have a break down, I crashed and burned, walking along the edge of suicide, I was in a bad place. 20years ago I would of seen any seen taking anti-depressants as a defeat but not now. That was a long and hard road. I've also took some time off work, had few days away, a week in Corfu. Spent time with freinds and family. As for my name well there was a long time I had no female name, just a male name, tried to be Susan, then Stephanie, the female form of my male name for while. However, since my divorce, I've been Rachael almost 12years now. So I had some sleep got my head space back, I'm on the up-ish, called myself a numpty. Therefore, I am Rachael.      
    955 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • Some things should never been done, either when drunk or sleep deprived, declarations of love, harsh cutting words, driving any sort of vehicle or jumping off high buildings, even posting polls about name changes. So why did I do it? Blame on the boggie or sleep deprivation. Well seems I'd just finished a 12hour night shift plus a hour late and having just 3hours sleep, maybe it wasn't the boggie. Yer, yer, I hear you say but WHY! Some call it the Black Dog, the Black Mood, Dark Shadow, myself it my old friend the Blues. Depression. When you suffering from lack of sleep, my friend Blue does have a why of screwing with my head. For a while now, I have been down to say the least. Lack of sleep, lack of energy, hopelessness. I sure there a few who know this creeping fiend, hiding in the shadows and corners of our mind, feeding on our self confidence. So after six years free, I'm back on the happy pills, not a defeat, but a helping hand. Why? Well just over 20years ago I have a break down, I crashed and burned, walking along the edge of suicide, I was in a bad place. 20years ago I would of seen any seen taking anti-depressants as a defeat but not now. That was a long and hard road. I've also took some time off work, had few days away, a week in Corfu. Spent time with freinds and family. As for my name well there was a long time I had no female name, just a male name, tried to be Susan, then Stephanie, the female form of my male name for while. However, since my divorce, I've been Rachael almost 12years now. So I had some sleep got my head space back, I'm on the up-ish, called myself a numpty. Therefore, I am Rachael.      
    Oct 27, 2016 955
  • 10 May 2016
    Oakly Dokely, here we go again, more ramblings and mutterings from a person dancing along the line of sanity and madness....well almost! You know it's has been almost a year since we last chatted............... (Sanity is defined as:- the ability to think and behave in a normal and rational manner. Madness is defined as:- a state of wild or chaotic activity.) So one would think as a mature(ish) person I would be adverse to act in a way that would/could place in some sort of danger. No. You're completely wrong. While enjoying a bout of fine, warm, sunny weather, I found myself strolling along my local canal path. Why? Cause I want to. Out, about and proud. Usually I hop into my car and drive the 10 minutes into the City Centre and have  little wander around and speak to no one. However on Friday I stepped out of my house, looked at my car, took in the fine weather, and decided on a whim to walk the 25 minutes into the City Centre down the canal path at the end of my road. Now I've down this a many a time in my secert identity as a man. But never as myself. So there I am strolling enjoying the sunny weather, pass the various Anglers, who ignore everything anyway. Passing the canal side development, with the dozen or so builders. Even got a 'Hello Darling', which was made me smile, mind you he could of been shouting at the angler. So into the City Centre, wandering around the shops, not caring if I was made or not. Brought a couple of tops and a skirt, tried on some sandles even chatted with the shop assistant. Enjoying myself. Probably got made once or thirce, one I fixed eyes with and smile at which point he seemed to back down, the shop assistant who was very nice and helpful and one who tried and failed to causually follow me around Primark, I nearly stop and spoke to her but I was having too much fun watching her pretend not to follow me. So back home once again along the canal path, pass the building site, no shout this time, feeling slightly dissappointed, why? Pass the engrossed anglers. Into my street, pass a neighbour and home. Why did I go down the canal path? Who nows and who really cares. Sometimes you need to lock sanity up for a few hours (in my case a its been a few years) and go with the flow, which some people I do too much flowing and should really take life seriously, 'There's no reset button!'. I say to hell with it enjoy life, I've been thro' far too much shite to care these days and if I had accepted myself early I still be ever so slightly unhinged. Thank you and good night from Him and it's good night from Her.
    585 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • Oakly Dokely, here we go again, more ramblings and mutterings from a person dancing along the line of sanity and madness....well almost! You know it's has been almost a year since we last chatted............... (Sanity is defined as:- the ability to think and behave in a normal and rational manner. Madness is defined as:- a state of wild or chaotic activity.) So one would think as a mature(ish) person I would be adverse to act in a way that would/could place in some sort of danger. No. You're completely wrong. While enjoying a bout of fine, warm, sunny weather, I found myself strolling along my local canal path. Why? Cause I want to. Out, about and proud. Usually I hop into my car and drive the 10 minutes into the City Centre and have  little wander around and speak to no one. However on Friday I stepped out of my house, looked at my car, took in the fine weather, and decided on a whim to walk the 25 minutes into the City Centre down the canal path at the end of my road. Now I've down this a many a time in my secert identity as a man. But never as myself. So there I am strolling enjoying the sunny weather, pass the various Anglers, who ignore everything anyway. Passing the canal side development, with the dozen or so builders. Even got a 'Hello Darling', which was made me smile, mind you he could of been shouting at the angler. So into the City Centre, wandering around the shops, not caring if I was made or not. Brought a couple of tops and a skirt, tried on some sandles even chatted with the shop assistant. Enjoying myself. Probably got made once or thirce, one I fixed eyes with and smile at which point he seemed to back down, the shop assistant who was very nice and helpful and one who tried and failed to causually follow me around Primark, I nearly stop and spoke to her but I was having too much fun watching her pretend not to follow me. So back home once again along the canal path, pass the building site, no shout this time, feeling slightly dissappointed, why? Pass the engrossed anglers. Into my street, pass a neighbour and home. Why did I go down the canal path? Who nows and who really cares. Sometimes you need to lock sanity up for a few hours (in my case a its been a few years) and go with the flow, which some people I do too much flowing and should really take life seriously, 'There's no reset button!'. I say to hell with it enjoy life, I've been thro' far too much shite to care these days and if I had accepted myself early I still be ever so slightly unhinged. Thank you and good night from Him and it's good night from Her.
    May 10, 2016 585
  • 25 Aug 2015
    'He saw her satnding there, among the crowd of people, hiding in sight of everyone...'   I have a tormented soul. Ok, so most of you knew that anyway. However, these is a torment of one trying to surpress their real self. You see over the years, I have had the urge/feeling that, (a) I'm not male, (b) I would be happier as a woman. I think I first put my finger on this dilemma, after reading the life story of Tula. Realising the feelings she had I have. Now I know I'm not alone in all this. But over the years I believed the 'feeling' to have reduce. More likely I've just surpressed and ignored them to the failure of my own well being. However, for about a year know these 'feeling' have come back with venageance, not wanting to surpressed or ignored anymore. To tell the truth I've always preferred seeing femimine photos of myself then my male ones, they look more 'real' some how. And I've always thought of my male ego as my public face rather then my true face. It has also been harder and harder to revert back into my 'male ego', and I'm want to present as female more and more often. So whats holding me back? Fear. Not for myself, but for those I love, because I don't want to hurt them, more importantly I don't want the world to hurt them. I know in my heart my path. It's that first step and fear of losing those I love.   I want to shout and scream at the world.............
    731 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • 'He saw her satnding there, among the crowd of people, hiding in sight of everyone...'   I have a tormented soul. Ok, so most of you knew that anyway. However, these is a torment of one trying to surpress their real self. You see over the years, I have had the urge/feeling that, (a) I'm not male, (b) I would be happier as a woman. I think I first put my finger on this dilemma, after reading the life story of Tula. Realising the feelings she had I have. Now I know I'm not alone in all this. But over the years I believed the 'feeling' to have reduce. More likely I've just surpressed and ignored them to the failure of my own well being. However, for about a year know these 'feeling' have come back with venageance, not wanting to surpressed or ignored anymore. To tell the truth I've always preferred seeing femimine photos of myself then my male ones, they look more 'real' some how. And I've always thought of my male ego as my public face rather then my true face. It has also been harder and harder to revert back into my 'male ego', and I'm want to present as female more and more often. So whats holding me back? Fear. Not for myself, but for those I love, because I don't want to hurt them, more importantly I don't want the world to hurt them. I know in my heart my path. It's that first step and fear of losing those I love.   I want to shout and scream at the world.............
    Aug 25, 2015 731
  • 04 Jul 2015
    'Well then what tme do you call this?' Some of you or more likely none of you. May have noticed my fleeting appearances over the last five weeks, thats becuase I was doing a 5week course for that wonderful organisation the NHS or at least part of it. After deciding I need a career change I enrolled in an ambulance emergancy technician the 1st stage to becoming a paramedic and of course having 1st completed my blue light driving course. So after cramping conflicting knowledge into my already overload head, I am ready to face the public in the real world rather than the safety of an A&E department, so watch all you hurty toe people! It also means after 5weeks I can once again express myself rather stick my head into books, stress eating, all that weight I managed to shift..back on bugger! I have to say it felt strange to have hairy legs again after nearly ten years with them being smooth or sometimes prickly. However it was really nice to shave them in the shower along with a few other bits..... So today I'm enjoying the sunshine with my alter-ego lock away for a few days feeling relaxed and happy being myself. Which of beggers the point if I feel happier as my femme self, then I might have to a serious talk with myself.............  
    721 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • 'Well then what tme do you call this?' Some of you or more likely none of you. May have noticed my fleeting appearances over the last five weeks, thats becuase I was doing a 5week course for that wonderful organisation the NHS or at least part of it. After deciding I need a career change I enrolled in an ambulance emergancy technician the 1st stage to becoming a paramedic and of course having 1st completed my blue light driving course. So after cramping conflicting knowledge into my already overload head, I am ready to face the public in the real world rather than the safety of an A&E department, so watch all you hurty toe people! It also means after 5weeks I can once again express myself rather stick my head into books, stress eating, all that weight I managed to shift..back on bugger! I have to say it felt strange to have hairy legs again after nearly ten years with them being smooth or sometimes prickly. However it was really nice to shave them in the shower along with a few other bits..... So today I'm enjoying the sunshine with my alter-ego lock away for a few days feeling relaxed and happy being myself. Which of beggers the point if I feel happier as my femme self, then I might have to a serious talk with myself.............  
    Jul 04, 2015 721
  • 10 May 2015
    There is an old saying 'God created Man and the Man created Religion'   Now I don't believe in religion, I hate any insinations that doesn't like people asking question . As for God, well the vote still out on Him/She.   So having a wander around Faceache I came across this little flow chart and had to smile to myself and decided to share it with everyone here.     http://www.queerty.com/this-flow-chart-that-destroys-religions-case-against-gay-marriage-is-so-easy-any-zealot-can-use-it-20150506?utm_source=bb82&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=flowdestroysreligion&ts_pid=2    This the link so you can view it better :)      
    593 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • There is an old saying 'God created Man and the Man created Religion'   Now I don't believe in religion, I hate any insinations that doesn't like people asking question . As for God, well the vote still out on Him/She.   So having a wander around Faceache I came across this little flow chart and had to smile to myself and decided to share it with everyone here.     http://www.queerty.com/this-flow-chart-that-destroys-religions-case-against-gay-marriage-is-so-easy-any-zealot-can-use-it-20150506?utm_source=bb82&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=flowdestroysreligion&ts_pid=2    This the link so you can view it better :)      
    May 10, 2015 593
  • 05 Feb 2015
    'Yahoo! Yahoo!' They all shouted   Well here I am back for another dance around the Maypole, so to speak. First thing first as in most of my blogs my tongue is firmly planted in my cheek, which can make talking very difficult at times. However, I would just like to stress in upcoming elections please vote for whom ever you so please as long as is not the ever worsening 70s sitcom (bigotted, sexist, homophobic, racist, wannabe Tories) that is UKIP, cus I'll have defriend and transport you to a small mountian villiage in Romania!   I am at heart an old fashioned socialist, I know it's a dirty word this days, but I am and I'm proud to be one . I do, as I've been told, have a strong sense of right, wrong and justic. What this means I'm not quite sure. My policital views started sometime after I lost God (I know rather silly me) so about 13/14 and being from a strong Labourite family my policital view naturally went left. About 18/19 I joined a small group calling itself The People's Socialist Revolutionary Party (mainly due pretty blonde) all I can say about the PSRP what a bunch of upper middleclass twats! And that's being polite. Start a revolution it would take them 3hours to decide who's turn it was to make the tea! So me, the token working class person and Karl, the token ethic minorty person would often slip away down to the local pub (which fortunately for us was downstairs) have a few pints and play pool which was a lot more fun and no me & the blonde never did get it off.   So I stuck to family tradition and voted Labour until 1997, cus (a) I didn't like what Tony Blair was saying and (b) I had a strong urge smack him in the face (mind you i was suffering from depression badly at this time so I'm not sure if that had anything to with it!) So, in '97 for the first time I voted Lib Dem, as a sort of protest vote. That's until 2010 when taking pity on Gorden Brown I once again voted Labour, thinking that the Lib Dems would jump into bed with Labour leaving the Tories out in the cold, HA! Didn't I look silly hum?   So here we are at 2015, so vote for whatever party, expect as prevoiusly stated UKIP! Who am I voting for? that's for me and the ballot box, but probably the Greens, as I have a strong urge to hit Ed Milband in the face, fed David Cameron to  man-eating pigs feet first as for the other one, Who the f$*k is the other one!! (p.s. I am not depressed this time just really pissed off)   So please vote a lot of people have died over the centuries to get you this vote, and if you don't vote you've got nothing to complain about have you?   From a proud son (sometimes daughter) of an Irish immigrant!
    682 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • 'Yahoo! Yahoo!' They all shouted   Well here I am back for another dance around the Maypole, so to speak. First thing first as in most of my blogs my tongue is firmly planted in my cheek, which can make talking very difficult at times. However, I would just like to stress in upcoming elections please vote for whom ever you so please as long as is not the ever worsening 70s sitcom (bigotted, sexist, homophobic, racist, wannabe Tories) that is UKIP, cus I'll have defriend and transport you to a small mountian villiage in Romania!   I am at heart an old fashioned socialist, I know it's a dirty word this days, but I am and I'm proud to be one . I do, as I've been told, have a strong sense of right, wrong and justic. What this means I'm not quite sure. My policital views started sometime after I lost God (I know rather silly me) so about 13/14 and being from a strong Labourite family my policital view naturally went left. About 18/19 I joined a small group calling itself The People's Socialist Revolutionary Party (mainly due pretty blonde) all I can say about the PSRP what a bunch of upper middleclass twats! And that's being polite. Start a revolution it would take them 3hours to decide who's turn it was to make the tea! So me, the token working class person and Karl, the token ethic minorty person would often slip away down to the local pub (which fortunately for us was downstairs) have a few pints and play pool which was a lot more fun and no me & the blonde never did get it off.   So I stuck to family tradition and voted Labour until 1997, cus (a) I didn't like what Tony Blair was saying and (b) I had a strong urge smack him in the face (mind you i was suffering from depression badly at this time so I'm not sure if that had anything to with it!) So, in '97 for the first time I voted Lib Dem, as a sort of protest vote. That's until 2010 when taking pity on Gorden Brown I once again voted Labour, thinking that the Lib Dems would jump into bed with Labour leaving the Tories out in the cold, HA! Didn't I look silly hum?   So here we are at 2015, so vote for whatever party, expect as prevoiusly stated UKIP! Who am I voting for? that's for me and the ballot box, but probably the Greens, as I have a strong urge to hit Ed Milband in the face, fed David Cameron to  man-eating pigs feet first as for the other one, Who the f$*k is the other one!! (p.s. I am not depressed this time just really pissed off)   So please vote a lot of people have died over the centuries to get you this vote, and if you don't vote you've got nothing to complain about have you?   From a proud son (sometimes daughter) of an Irish immigrant!
    Feb 05, 2015 682
  • 03 Feb 2015
    In 1215, The Magna Carta declared our freedoms, unless of cause you were a peasant. So 800years we stand, the barons still rule us, even if they call themselves policitions nowdays but as now as in 1215, the minority of policital elite still hold sway of the majority of us 'peasents'. Even a 101years ago with outbreak of WW1 the your average German working class person had more voting rights than the average English working class.  And as the silly season fast approaches when our political master will promise the Moon on a stick to get our vote over the next coming months. So once elected the can go back and enjoy that privillaged gentleman's club that is Parilment. Where occasionly thet will let the right kind of 'Filly' in and the odd ethic minortiy as long as they have been to the right private school and university. So I'm not gonna do a Russel Brand and tell you not to vote, far too many people have die to gain what rights we do. So in thier name I say vote. However, please do not vote for the Tories, New Labour, Lib Dems or even that increasingly 70s sitcom that is UKIP. Vote for the Greens, SNP, Plaid Cymru, The Socialist Party any independant even the Monster Raving Loony Party. Or you could just start a Revolution........   Well maybe we will start the revolution, after Corrie, or Eastenders, oh then there's Masterchef, do you fancy a cuppa, then there re-runs of only fools and horses................   Viva La Revolution! When we get round to it................................        
    624 Posted by Rachael Louise Blanche
  • In 1215, The Magna Carta declared our freedoms, unless of cause you were a peasant. So 800years we stand, the barons still rule us, even if they call themselves policitions nowdays but as now as in 1215, the minority of policital elite still hold sway of the majority of us 'peasents'. Even a 101years ago with outbreak of WW1 the your average German working class person had more voting rights than the average English working class.  And as the silly season fast approaches when our political master will promise the Moon on a stick to get our vote over the next coming months. So once elected the can go back and enjoy that privillaged gentleman's club that is Parilment. Where occasionly thet will let the right kind of 'Filly' in and the odd ethic minortiy as long as they have been to the right private school and university. So I'm not gonna do a Russel Brand and tell you not to vote, far too many people have die to gain what rights we do. So in thier name I say vote. However, please do not vote for the Tories, New Labour, Lib Dems or even that increasingly 70s sitcom that is UKIP. Vote for the Greens, SNP, Plaid Cymru, The Socialist Party any independant even the Monster Raving Loony Party. Or you could just start a Revolution........   Well maybe we will start the revolution, after Corrie, or Eastenders, oh then there's Masterchef, do you fancy a cuppa, then there re-runs of only fools and horses................   Viva La Revolution! When we get round to it................................        
    Feb 03, 2015 624
  • 17 Jan 2015
    Yipee it's 2015!!!   Well 2014 has come and gone and all in all it was a strange year for me, mainly because I hit the the BIG 5-0 (book 'em Dano) which a was surpised to ge get to, really! I mean 50!! What ever happen to that young fresh face chamer I once was. Now I'm balding, going gray, slightly over weight, a tad unfit and I keep finding something else on my body that hurts when I move it, bend it or both.   I must admit I did go through a bit of a mid-life crisis, fast cars and loose women, yeah like that's gonna happen on my wage! I did think about pruging, I let let my body hair grow out and grew a bread for short while.   But my stabilizer in life (My SO), told me I looked stupid with bread, to told her extact words word were 'That bread makes you look a bigger twat then you normaly do!' always to point my Better Half. Plus she hates hairy chests. So in the end it all come off again, much to both our enjoyment. As for the pruge my SO stepped in once again 'Stop being so stupid' she said, ' And your not using it as an excuse for a new wardrode, and if you are can I have your black and white jumper, jeans and couple of your skirts?' So in the end I had a bit of clear out, which she still benefited from.    I also run into kinky Claire again while shopping in a well know supermarket, we had a coffee and chat and that was that. Tempted? Yes! But for once my common sense grab my balls and said 'F*&king twat you've too much to lose so don't even think about it!' But I still did think about and I'm grateful to myself that's all I did is think about it.   So my birthday came and went, one day I was 49, the next day I was 50 with hangover. The strange thing about life that somethings small things can cause you big worries, untill you realise, your being a twat and they're not that important at all. My Nan once told me to enjoy life cus your a long time dead. And for the most part of my life that's been my motto, execpt for a about 8months in 2014 when I, well I would say I lost the plot, but you would need a plot in the first place to lose it and I have never had the plot, so instead I will so I wobbled in a very twatish fashion.   So. Yeah Baby! I'm back! to a service that on occasions approximates very nearly some sort of normality.   And yes I'm happy with my life :) xx   I should learnt to play the guiter I should learnt to play those drums... That's the way to do it.... That anit working...... Money for nothing!   
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  • Yipee it's 2015!!!   Well 2014 has come and gone and all in all it was a strange year for me, mainly because I hit the the BIG 5-0 (book 'em Dano) which a was surpised to ge get to, really! I mean 50!! What ever happen to that young fresh face chamer I once was. Now I'm balding, going gray, slightly over weight, a tad unfit and I keep finding something else on my body that hurts when I move it, bend it or both.   I must admit I did go through a bit of a mid-life crisis, fast cars and loose women, yeah like that's gonna happen on my wage! I did think about pruging, I let let my body hair grow out and grew a bread for short while.   But my stabilizer in life (My SO), told me I looked stupid with bread, to told her extact words word were 'That bread makes you look a bigger twat then you normaly do!' always to point my Better Half. Plus she hates hairy chests. So in the end it all come off again, much to both our enjoyment. As for the pruge my SO stepped in once again 'Stop being so stupid' she said, ' And your not using it as an excuse for a new wardrode, and if you are can I have your black and white jumper, jeans and couple of your skirts?' So in the end I had a bit of clear out, which she still benefited from.    I also run into kinky Claire again while shopping in a well know supermarket, we had a coffee and chat and that was that. Tempted? Yes! But for once my common sense grab my balls and said 'F*&king twat you've too much to lose so don't even think about it!' But I still did think about and I'm grateful to myself that's all I did is think about it.   So my birthday came and went, one day I was 49, the next day I was 50 with hangover. The strange thing about life that somethings small things can cause you big worries, untill you realise, your being a twat and they're not that important at all. My Nan once told me to enjoy life cus your a long time dead. And for the most part of my life that's been my motto, execpt for a about 8months in 2014 when I, well I would say I lost the plot, but you would need a plot in the first place to lose it and I have never had the plot, so instead I will so I wobbled in a very twatish fashion.   So. Yeah Baby! I'm back! to a service that on occasions approximates very nearly some sort of normality.   And yes I'm happy with my life :) xx   I should learnt to play the guiter I should learnt to play those drums... That's the way to do it.... That anit working...... Money for nothing!   
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