Nov 10, 2016

the biased broadcasting company called the BBC

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Busker sings songs Tom Waite would sounded better mumbling.

 Retreated to the hermitage of Yorkshire coast far north as we can get. Sat few cafes drinking but observing older folk in general chatting....

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"