Oct 4, 2018

still trying to get up that great big hill called Hope

“There’s a profound tension in British politics: the public wants change but the political class doesn’t. The public voted for a radical break with the Brussels oligarchy and the status quo but we’re ruled by politicians too scared to make that break.” Brendan O’Neill on Sky

There something so rotten about the political classes that content to hurt the most vulnerable
distance them selves from own actions.
As long as people vote for them, it going to carry on further getting worse.
Personally not confident the Electoral are coming to their senses anytime soon

"Nobody with a brain cell would choose him", Hull City fans divided.

well that the verdict of our local RAG about events at KCOM ,the home of my local beloved football team.
Anything better then the `camel traders` we currently have ruining our Hull City football team.
 The hatred for the local people is vile, and well versed, yet this hatred which is a racial insult, is not felt to be insulting enough for our thought Police to intervene.

... "They can go and kill themselves"....
such words spoken to another in other arenas would most certainly not be accepted..

yet power with money speaks




MEANWHILE low-income families entire length and breadth of The UK can finally breathe a sigh of relief now ‘austerity is over’,
What are we all looking forward to celebrating with our new income, I am looking forward to hearing when the end to the freezes on benefits will happen ,very soon the gestapo agents at DWP return to Barracks waving the Mission Accomplished banners

Woe unto the cruel,

for what goes around comes around.

still trying to get to the top of that great big hill called HOPE.
Hey Lord in the meantime gotta ask again kinda

."Whats going on hey hey whats going on".




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Perhaps it's my age, or part of the process of grieving,could simple be the time of year. But today well indeed this whole weekend. Feel...

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"