On our side disablement abounds The sticks the wheels the meds are offered round The glasses, the bus passes Lost my money in London, who knows where One squid left - that's something here and now In a corner shop in Bath. I can buy a chocolate flapjack - porridge and sugar! In fact I was three pennies short of the funds And the sales assistant who was younger and bigger than me Let me away with it. Sharing goes round... Many of us spazzos form...

London Snapshot - 1953 Two young lives Paused on long hold For one minute And for the build up before it. Chris stood surrounded on the roof Holding his gun He shouted 'Come on you coppers Come on all you brave coppers I'm only sixteen' And his mate Derek Bentley Three years older And the slower of the two Standing on the ground Said 'Let them have it Chris'

At home we play the covers game With broken beds and window pane And discard clothes and reject toys And plastic food box from the guys In Town I see less furniture More cars and more expenditure The cheaper and the dearer routes The chicken box - the quinoa shoots. Why still the same unfair divide? Hungry is angry - deep inside Can we not simply help ourself And give a spot to someone else It's like the gap from War to Peace We share - the...

https://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/p077ysvd/ptsd-the-war-in-my-head Who are you? What are you? A simple way of telling a story involves both elements. To be identified as a soldier tells who you are. Lt. General Harold G. Moore, for example, proudly claims in his New York Times Bestseller, We Were Soldiers Once…And Young . But it doesn’t tell what you are. The moron’s moron and Chief Commanding Officer of the United States Army, for example,...

When stars burn out the whole world shines the light We drink and moourn Dave Bowie's spaceship flight We got to Southgate Cemetqry and cry For Amy who died young and flew so high But what about us slobs us losers Drunks, dolies even drug abusers Who gives a toss, not the doctors or the bosees We are scripted off as pure dead losses Social workers cry into the gin About the the damaged souls like Ellie Flynn Who Od'ed when just thirteen in an...

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m001d6yr https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m001ddg1 I listened and was intrigued by The Battersea Poltergeist . Danny Robbins has assembled the same team to tackle another caseload, he terms ‘the most haunted house in Britain’. He’s repeating himself. But I wouldn’t want to stay within spitting distance. Or to put it another way, no way would I stay anywhere near that place. I’m not sure if I believe in ghosts...

Gladys was only 13 when she first heard orders from the heavenly host to go and work in the missions in Africa. She had been working a very long shift glass collecting and washing up and mopping the floor in the Hop Bine where her mum and dad held regular lock-ins. The poor lass collapsed in a dead faint. When she came to she heard 'last orders to serve or I'll kick the lot of you out on yer 'arris' Being a pure soul she heard the words 'these...

https://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/m001c1mt/deepfake-porn-could-you-b... Mariam-Webster [online] dictionary. https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/deepfake deepfake noun plural deepfakes Definition of deepfake : an image or recording that has been convincingly altered and manipulated to misrepresent someone as doing or saying something that was not actually done or said Two artists and an advertising company created a deepfake of...

Hey there. Some of your you may be forgiven for thinking that Gladys was simply a boozy old biddy who got into Christianity. Ok she travelled with the missions in China and outer mongolia, going as far as Ulan Bator. Yes she was from a basic family and there were plenty of them, bless them all. She liked helping people and our Gladys also had a mildly mischievious sense of humour...

TOO MUCH £1 sale!! Notices smotherrhe Large Cancer Research Charity Shop window. I join thethrong of customers, mainly middle aged to elderly women. One or two brave mums shove their double buggies inside, ignoring the wrath of the staff and other customers whose only aim is to be first and get the most cheap stuff. Our faces are set hard against frustration, disappointment, a life's experience of rip-offs, cheap knock offs and of being sold...