every picture tells your story

TBC

really bad mish mash thus far,  but all was saved as all should be...

.... by far the best will be saved to last as will coherent verbiage... mind you i still don't know what anything was for... surely it was for nothing. That's a nice bleak ending. |Even if with a big smile at the bleakness. And off into the wilderness thank god at last... 

 i just need the energy to return after what a load of nonsense four or five months was that. One person won't be invited to look at these... because an invitation like that (not these - these will take you to hell and back but with many a diversion along paradise ring road i can assure) is a privilege.

I was going to caption George Borrow Mark 2 upgrade...but then i recalled, see bottom pic. where i was going to...

In fact she desrves a whole 'study' i had forgotten just what a perfect example of no undyed hair is so beautiful and sexy it is daft.... to be see

Now, what is 'not' in a picture we can do better even if a tad pureile to state, what happened just a week before, this impossible picture. 

"if i was that type i could have made more viral money off that little film than all the internet put together..." as many have stood jawdropped, listening to delivery.

to return, later, to a week before.

And never again.

And... I have only known one man who 'got' it...good job i got him.

Now,  think big old tree...

And fairies, and bad artists continually posting anodyne glittery pap and sparkly things.

 

I never 'stage' any snap in fact i don't usually have time to figure the new software and settings before the next one breaks (i have never even dropped a phone)  because the software is so crap, i take so many rather moving images. ... as i well know.

But i was not really looking forward to actually looking at them again. What a chore...zillions and i really do not like sitting down at a screen, and oh my  ten years ... especially the last five  really dedicated to the odyssey to nowhere, after an 'upgrade' ... i will never even get half way through...

or half way there...(they all say these awareness and aware types it oi the 'journey' and i could not agree more but a real journey has you fainting half way up mountain passes on the hottest day of the year....

 one year of nonsense bimbo messaging, thirty seven years since having to actually leave the country having discovered what it is like to know the one great secure and fabulous midget for so long,  and after a long time suddenly one day fall in love with her.... the "what on earth is this this cannot be happening  " kind of out of the blue  for real... love. 

which of course is not really as only 'valuing' someone lasts... 

And does one know whom to value? By some kind of magical intuition...? .those whom actually manage to remain 'sane' 

 Anyway yes read your own notes  - Borrow.... to read her the passage in her motor in the place he wrote about and to also understand... understand why... All my life i wondered why on earth they had such a chip. And George at last gave me the key - not Missey Elliot she has a spirit, but George's chronicles wow... 165 years later he helped one chap realise what his childhood had been partly about all that internecine war...

But far far more important than that. 

She had read him to her old blind grandad....

But far far far more important than that....TBC