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LEGGINGS - A CHANGEABLE DAY

LEGGINGS - A CHANGEABLE DAY The weather is changeable. I wonder if that’s specific or not. It worries me this startling non-statement of the barometer. It’s quite warm today, and I’m not sure what to wear, and I have tasks to do written in my mind. First take down the bed frame, get rid of the extra linen, and really hoover up. I decide I must be conservative about how I dress, given the list. I mean how can you unscrew a double bed frame in a...

Leggings – Conversations in the Dark.

Leggings – Conversations in the Dark. Well life has a hum when you let things develop and try not to take too much offense. Events spiral on, with prostitution, sex changes, and people in odd places saying odd things being a recurrent dilemma. The families are all represented, and the only decent speaker - although he too offends - is the one who insists on his sex change, in following his father's footsteps. The churches from Easton &...

Leggings - Another Day.

Leggings - Another Day. News: 1. that someone stole their stuff a couple of nights ago and warehoused it. No idea who or where mind you. One of the torturers claimed it was Lord Sanesbury.... who knows? Good to hear of a Knight in action. 2. That one of the men from the start of the game decided to ask me to marry him. I refused. Now there is a clamor from the torture gang as several of them got down on their k- nees before him early on in tha...

Leggings – On yer Marks!

This is confidential information for royal watchers of Norwich by the way. I ought to get paid for this blog!

Leggings – two stories and a moment of light.

Leggings – two stories and a moment of light. Sometimes the Ninnies who tell the stories to me and at me – during moments o f lucidity – in between their crimes – are extremely odd. Some blame it on old priests who lost their faith entirely due to their trading on the soul market. On their aptitude to zone in on people in this weird way. Others cite the 'mind readers' as the Spanish seaside traders who after generations of loss of job in the...

Leggings – the next day.

Leggings – the next day. I was so tired I slept again, that makes three nights in a row, which means the Maggots are losing their effectiveness no matter who they pull in with stories of what they will hand out as prizes. I began to wonder if my old radio set was still up in the loft, years before, when I lived here during the war years or just after I had one in the safety cubbyhole I called my bedroom in the loft. Paul (who was famously Greek...

Leggings - Weird talk in M & S

Leggings - Weird talk in M & S Before work yesterday I went into M & S clad simply in a skirt and T-shirt, plus a heavy blue (dustbin) Sainsbury's coat which molds itself into a back brace which keeps the rain off in the playground. It looks as if I have absolutely no fashion sense when it comes to the coat I admit. It is very comfortable though! In case you're wondering I paid for it... in the sales... Anyway a tall (perhaps 6 foot...

Leggings – A feeling of Relief.

Leggings – A feeling of Relief. I went into Dereham yesterday, and found no anger there. This is the first time I've felt able to say this. There was an attempt at anger by a large family group in Wright Walk (unfortunately named) which was squashed by the citizens immediately. People came out from the shops and told them clearly not to start up again! They are dealing with loss of friends, from the factory folk who left years ago, too afraid to...

Leggings – Back to the Beginning...

Leggings – Back to the Beginning... It's Mr and Mrs Homburg Hat! Alive as well and walking after me around the Norwich shops earlier this week. He's minus the hat. Perhaps its because it identifies him instantly with his plump short wife by his side. At every shop he critiques me , “Oh look,” he said artlessly to the shop assistants, “Of course what they say about her can't be true, can it! I mean if they said that about someone who meant...

Leggings – the Morning Blast of Reality Radio.

Leggings – the Morning Blast of Reality Radio. Thought you'd like to know that old greedy Mabel and her family have never given up! They have incredible stamina. They've been here keeping me awake for most of the week, getting intense by last night. They achieved their aim until about 3.15 today, when I stopped trying to sleep and got up for breakfast. It wasn't far off the magic hour of 4.00 when Grandfather and I would have started our day...

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