A difficult one, this ..

Written for my grandad.

“…the riot on Tuesday was just the beginning! We need to stand up for what we believe in, for what our ancestors suffered to get us, that is slowly being taken away again! We haven’t hurt anyone!”

Lies, barricades, and made up stories hidden looks, and fake words; it’s only a child’s game. Unrelenting desire, punishing butterflies, crippled affection regret, and unattempted happiness.

This is a tale of humor, satire and history. If you search enough you may even find something of accuracy in the story. If you do, let me know and I will correct it immediately. If you take this seriously, please mention it to your analyst in your next session.

Through the great times and the absolute worst, I will always put your needs first. Sometimes we don't have enough food for two. I go hungry because I give the food to you.

oops seemed I jumped from Lonie 68 to 70. Ah well no harm done.

standing blood rocks proud with lintels of blue-grey Welsh slate

How will Janice prove she's innocent?