If you are a blog reader you may recall a blog that I wrote last year about a time I stayed with my son and his wife in their house in the country. As how we were peacefully having tea and hordes of police arrived and started to walk over the fields digging in various places, apparently looking for the missing body of a wife of a suspect man in the village,with no result.
You may be pleased to hear that the suspect man is now in prison with a few years ahead of him to regret his crime. And amazingly how he was convicted eventually was because he was so stupid as to put on his computer "Ways to commit a murder and not be found out." And he had various methods printed out. Where he got them I cannot imagine.
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
A Lament
My computer is in love with the google,
But I'm afraid that he doesn't love me.
How I wish that I was a google
And had all that love that I see.
But I'm afraid that he doesn't love me.
How I wish that I was a google
And had all that love that I see.
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
Face and Laugh
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Tuesday, 8 March 2011
The Orange Street Church
The Church was founded in 1693 by Huguenot refugees, who fled from France at the time of the revocation of the edict of Nantes.
In 1776 the Chapel passed into the hands of the Church of England.
In 1787 the Chapel was then passed into the hands of the Congregationalists.
Adjoining the Chapel was Sir Issac Newton's House, which was condemned in 1913.
Wednesday, 2 March 2011
Friendly neighbours?!
I say friendly and I'm sure they would be if I actually met them face to face! I will explain. I live in a very nice flat in a nice street but at times I wish I was in the depths of the country. It is like "Big Brother". I feel that the entire day someone is looking at me. No, I'm not going bonkers! Why I feel this is because opposite me lives someone who obviously enjoys smoking and, at fairly short intervals through the day, they open the window and lean right out with their cigarette and have a good look around. The first time is when I am sitting at my dressing doing my face and hair right in my own bedroom window! And the last time in the day is when I'm sitting in a wing chair in the drawingroom with the light over me reading my book. You will say, if you can be bothered to read all this, " Why can't I move my dressingtable and chair"? But I can't, there's no other place to put them! You will say "Net curtains"? No Way!
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
If Millman Street closes.....
If Millman Street closes it will be very sad. People will lose a wonderful place where they can share their lives together and support each other.
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