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new heights this morning. I wish I had a phone so I
could show you a selfie but you’ll have to make do with a
description; Think Shirley Temple the Goth era crossed
with Whatever Happened to Baby Jane!

20 April 2016 —
Most of you know I haven’t had a TV for a few years &
often people say "Don’t you miss it?" or "Why not?"....or
EVEN "What does all your furniture point
towards?" (Yes really! FFS!) I’ve managed to catch some
TV lately and within a few days I’ve seen Midsummer
Murder realisations where the detective’s wife seems to
be the most multi-talented all singing all dancing all acting
most accomplished woman in the World. Apparently
D.C.I Barnaby’s Wife has an acting role in any film or
stage production where there’s ever been a murder and if
she’s not acting she’s running the W.I, organizing the
flower club, attending the book group, taking part in the
sewing circle, supervising water colour classes &
volunteering in the library all whilst helping her husband
fight crime in her "spare" time! I’m looking forward to
the episode set in a Circus so we can see her trapeze and
fire eating skills. I’ve also seen George Galloway
pretending to be a cat - an image I will have to have extra
counselling to overcome the trauma of, a load of Geordie
chavs rioting, weeing and vomiting all over each other, a
bloke enacting a story about a chicken with the help of a
rubber toy to a baffled theatre audience and even a
subnormal young man horrifically self-harming buy
shoving a lit firework up his own back side.... No. I
haven’t missed it and my recent glimpse of TV has
demonstrated that the Idiot Apocalypse has occurred all