They Cut Down All The Trees
Life without trees is life without Love.
The street where I live is under serious redevelopment, which involves making a tremendous amount of mess. It also means that the contractors have cut down all the mature trees which used to line both sides of the street, and surround the old church, (which is now actually an art gallery).
Perhaps the redevelopment is a good idea, and the place will look much better when it’s all finished, but cutting down all the trees is just urban vandalism.
Where I live now looks as though urban riots / a small war has just been through there.
And, the old church / art gallery now looks utterly bereft. All such a shame.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
As you can tell,
it’s still raining cats and dogs here.
Scenes on Sunday ~ Orange County
When you are tired of California you are tired of Life.
Orange County in Southern California is one of my favourite places in the world ~ say right up there alongside Tuscany in Northern Italy. I’m visiting SoCal next week, but here are some pictures from my last trip there.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Vacation Time
It’s very nice to be able to afford to go travelling.
I’m just about ready and prepared for my next long vacation, which starts on this coming Thursday.
Today I booked a car to collect me at the garret, for 06:00 on Thursday March 15th, as my flight leaves from Newcastle upon Tyne airport at 09:30. I then have layovers in London Heathrow, and San Jose International in Santa Clara County, before I eventually arrive at John Wayne airport in Orange County California at 20.32.
I’m renting a Toyota Rav4 at John Wayne, and then I have a shortish drive, so I expect to get to get to my accommodation sometime around 22:00.
If you add in the 8 hour time difference between England and California, that makes the journey exactly 24 hours. Why does air travel always take so long? Even if everything goes to plan?
Poor Marmaduke isn’t coming along on this trip ~ because when I looked at the layovers I decided I’d just take one carry-on bag.
Poor Marmaduke has been in tears since he found out.
I expect to be back in the garret on Wednesday April 18th ~ after another 24 hours of travelling.
I will be in touch while I’m away.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Road Trip
Some places can’t be discovered without getting lost.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Hole in the Ground
Don’t dig there, dig it elsewhere.
Life is fairly tedious here in the garret today. I still have a head cold and nasty cough, so I’m feeling pretty miserable.
The weather is miserable too. Things are supposed to be brightening up, but it’s snowing again, so I don’t much feel like taking a walk today. Anyway, getting in and of the building means negotiating an obstacle course. Talk about urban survival skills.
There are a bunch of blokes digging up the footpath right outside my ‘personal’ door. And, they don’t just make a lot of noise and mess, they dig through telephone cables, broadband cables, water mains, sewage pipes…. eewwww.
Anyhow, I can’t go anywhere because I have no idea where my wallet has got too since I bought a friend a couple of pairs of spectacles on Monday. No money and no cards. I need to sort that out today.
On the bright front, I have water again. Living without water doesn’t just mean no tea, it also means no laundry, and no bathroom. eewwww again.
And I have phone and internet, so life isn’t all bad.
And Marmaduke gives me a hug at night.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Cold
It’s cold here.
And I have caught a stinking cold.
Get back to you soon
Academy Awards Dresses
A man should look as is he had bought his clothes with intelligence, put them on with care, and then forgotten all about them.
Men have it pretty easy when it comes to going to a posh event. Wear a tuxedo, and try to look like James bond.
Women have to take much more care. And, if they get it wrong they will be criticised ~ mostly by other women.
Some frocks from last night’s Oscars ceremonies.
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Personally, I think red and black are always good.
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Fear and Trepidation
The deep introspection is there, along with much self-awareness and self-study. Monday December 11th, while possibly being the most psychologically painful day of my life, was also a cathartic epiphany for me. There are new beginnings turning to a new direction. I believe these new beginnings are a spiritual regeneration for my soul. I am aware that my personality is expanding, turning towards goodness, emotional stability, self-awareness, self-confidence, and well-being. With the help of the Dreambook and Planner I am learning who I am, and discovering who I can become. I am beginning to understand the lessons given to me, and through that I am becoming the master of my own life.
It is a new dawn for me.
jack collierCold and snow
When two English people meet their first topic of conversation is going to be the weather; ‘It’s nice out isn’t it?’ or ‘brass monkeys here today.’
Well it’s certainly brass monkeys here in England. It’s snowing and it freezing cold, (for England), just on freezing point actually. Some places, Alaska for example, would think that 32 degrees F is balm and nothing to get exited about. Not here.
The news headlines this morning;
Emma batters Britain: Families are ordered to EVACUATE as snow gives way to lethal black ice turning UK roads into ‘death traps’ while 50mph storms continue to rage across the country.
I think whoever wrote that headline wasn’t born when England had some really bad winters.
Still, this one is bad enough. I’ve been trapped in the garret for 3 days, and my phone lines have been down until a few hours ago. Of course that could be due to the guys digging up the street outside the garret.
What it looks like across much of England.
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
the grim, the bad, and the unholy
Wisdom cures so many things, except loves lost forever.
adulteress betrayal cuckold dreaming
erotic flirtatious gratuitous harlot
infidelities juicy kissable lusting
men naughty occult provoking
qualmless rape scary tart
unholy vixen witch
xeno-yearning
zoophile
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
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