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Its Late

Well, its late. 12.20 to be precise (12.20 am, that is).

It might seem late for a lot of people, but not really for me. I sometimes work until 4 or 5 am, so believe me, it is still early – for me!

I have 3 Talks coming up in the next month and I have been working on arrangements for those – among other things. But that was a little earlier, when most people are normally awake, and can answer me! But I have finished all that fairly ‘early’, so just thought I’d write a quick Blog.

I see that some of my filmed interviews have now been put up on Facebook. Well, ‘not guilty’! It wasn’t me! This stuff just seems to be ‘doing its rounds’, and it seems it doesn’t require any help from myself! Don’t get me wrong. I have permission for the original reproductions of the material, so can only be flattered when I see some people using it.

Pretty quiet day actually, apart from all the normal correspondence to deal with. Letters to be sent; books to be sent, and all that. And stuff that I have been forced to answer on my Blog.

So, what am I doing tonight (rather this morning)? Nothing, absolutely nothing! Think I will just reflect upon certain things, as these sort of come to you naturally.
The good and the bad – its all a part of life I suppose. Then dreams – although luckily I don’t dream that much as there is nothing really left to dream about. It has all been dealt with when I am fully awake. (Work that out, if you can!).

It’s a warm night. No need for fires or anything like that. Just sipping a glass of wine will satisfy me!

And ‘no’, I don’t get ‘drunk’ (as according to some critics’); more intense maybe after working so long, but wine never really affects me. I have been drinking it since I was 15 with the ‘best of them’ and am still quite healthy. (Sorry to disappoint some people!).

What else? Well, the Blog replies seemed to have picked up recently. As you can see by ‘tuning in’ to the comments of Barbara, Cat, Rehan and Craig. But I really am going to keep out of this ‘Robin hood’ debate. Watch how it goes (and I ‘warn’ all of you to keep ‘brothels’, shaving brushes and ‘orgies’ out of it. I have really had enough of that!

So, maybe just one more glass of wine, then I suppose ‘bed’. I have to ‘brave it’ actually, as I have a busy day tomorrow!

So, for the moment everyone ‘sleep tight’ . . . that’s if people are still awake – which I doubt they are!



17 Responses

  1. You know I believe there was an old Robbing Hood television programme around the time John Baldry was a pup and a song with lyrics too. It went…
    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
    Riding through the glen,
    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
    With his band of men,
    Feared by the bad, loved by the good,
    Robin Hood! Robin Hood! Robin Hood!
    An olde maid in the village
    Some say she was so Green
    Tried to fill her pockets with a scheme
    She stirred up lots of trouble
    On the Kirklees country scene
    To lend the tale of Robin a Yorkshire theme
    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
    Your tale is just “hog wash”
    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
    Let’s make a pile of dosh
    By saying “Nottingham is bad, Yorkshire is good”
    Robin Hood! Robin Hood! Robin Hood!

  2. Honestly that cat is really sicko. I am not an old maid for a start, I have two children and a grandaughter–not that being an old maid is anything to be ashamed of—-men are usually more bother than they are worth, mess up your house and want feeding and dickipoggy etc–so old maids are not so daft or to be pitied–but most importantly I am not in the least bit interested in making any financial gains from Robin hood, that is cats nasty mind probably based on his own ways of doing things. I never made a penny piece on Robin Hood, what I dont like is feudal aristoctrats, who are no better than they should be, fobbing you off and getting a load of dotty old councellors to do their bidding so that a perfectly legitimate and historical moneument , that should belong to the nation,isnt destroyed for their own selfish desires.
    Methinks the cat is a cap doffer in disguise!
    Cat the Capdoffer! haha

  3. I
    The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
    In a beautiful pea green boat,
    They took some honey, and plenty of money,
    Wrapped up in a five pound note.
    The Owl looked up to the stars above,
    And sang to a small guitar,
    ‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
    What a beautiful Pussy you are,
    You are,
    You are!
    What a beautiful Pussy you are!’
    Pussy said to the Owl, ‘You elegant fowl!
    How charmingly sweet you sing!
    O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
    But what shall we do for a ring?’
    They sailed away, for a year and a day,
    To the land where the Bong-tree grows
    And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
    With a ring at the end of his nose,
    His nose,
    His nose,
    With a ring at the end of his nose.
    ‘Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
    Your ring?’ Said the Piggy, ‘I will.’
    So they took it away, and were married next day
    By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
    They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
    Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
    And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
    They danced by the light of the moon,
    The moon,
    The moon,
    They danced by the light of the moon.
    And then there was Baldreypuss
    Who came with his cheshire cat grin
    Swishing his tail and his whispers askew
    Saying last night on the tiles I had such a spin
    I ate a mouse for my supper , his tail and his paws
    And gobbled it up with my sharp incy wince claws
    And he wished round the blog full of furry flim flam
    Saying oh my what a clever pussy I am
    I am
    What a clever pussy I am

  4. I assume you are referring to the late actor Richard Greene who played Robbing Hood from 1955 to 1959, I believe, Cat?
    Must say my favourite was Alan Wheatley who played the evil Sheriff of Nottingham. All that was in the days of black and white television, of course so you couldn’t see, any green tights!
    Hope you don’t expect a Noble Prize for that verse!

  5. I don’t know what that is suposed to mean, Craig. BUT DON’T YOU START AGAIN! I mean it!

  6. Hi David,
    I couldn’t resist …..
    The Saga of Pat and Davy (By Alex Archibald Berger)
    Down a murky coal hole
    According to the bish
    Davy boy did live alone
    And dine on just raw fish.
    He had drunk away his fortune
    His bank account was bare
    From a chipped mug he drank cold tea
    And cast a vacant stare.
    “If only I could conjure up
    A ghost or something beastly
    The journalists would be queueing up
    Maybe even Laurence Picethly”.
    So off this wretched fool did make
    a ghoul to garner fear
    but down the road another man
    Had just the same idea.
    A photographer and saxophonist
    He really was a dandy
    But of his tales I’d urge you all
    A pinch of salt keep handy.
    Queueing up for ice-cream
    was a mixed-race girl called Shirley
    When she went in her hair was straight
    After it was curly!
    For years the two men argued
    Amusing many folks
    Until one day our hero changed his mind
    “Why, it was all a HOAX!”
    Lord Pat was having none of it
    he stuck to stories vivid
    and Davy gained so many friends
    It made the bishop livid.
    He plotted in his seaside shack
    a way to hurt his foe
    “He sent me anthrax!”, cried the bish
    but others wern’t so slow
    A full police investigation
    Showed our hero clear
    and in the wastebin went the files
    Mad Pat had failed to smear.
    With the invention of the internet
    there came a whole new medium
    for Pat to copy and paste his lies
    and drive us into tedium.
    Today the men are poles apart
    One is woefully thin
    Nicotine soaked and drunken
    dodgy foot and evil grin.
    The other man is bloated
    And wears a silly hat
    More titles than the prince of wales
    He is a royal prat.
    Together they amuse us
    And have a massive following
    I guess it’s all much better
    than the pair of them just wallowing.
    There may be more to come I guess
    A lengthly final saga?
    But that’s all from me, I’m thirsty now
    Where did I put that lager?
    Kind Regards,

  7. “Queueing up for ice-cream
    was a mixed-race girl called Shirley
    When she went in her hair was straight
    After it was curly!”
    that is absolute genius mate!
    the whole poem is brilliant.
    david u have to reprint it in a book with full credit to alex!
    more! more!

  8. Lord love a duck, Alex, you can’t *buy* this type of entertainment anywhere else. This is why Our David is head and shoulders above the competition when it comes to humour.

    Hi Alex
    Okay everyone, but now THAT’S ENOUGH!
    I really mean that. I don’t want this Blog deteriorating again into stories about dumplings, senile ‘bishops’, brothels, orgies on the Yorkshire Moors and ‘lost shaving brushes’. (I have only allowed your post Alex because you seem to have put so much thought into it NOT because I agree with some of its innuendoes). This is what happened before. OK, I though a lot of it was funny but even though I tried to contain it, I ended up getting the blame for it. Little ‘ole me – nobody else!
    So everyone, can you please FORGET about other people?! Well, there is only two to ignore really: without them, and their continuous comments and references on their own sites, none of this nonsense could keep going.
    All I am asking is, go and address them on their own Blogs or Message Boards if you feel the need, but please don’t bring the nonsense here. I warn you that your posts would soon be deleted, as the one thing such people cannot abide is the TRUTH! But please approach them directly and don’t dump the nonsense here!
    If there is any more of it, I will not allow the posts. And further than that, I will put up a reply to say why the post or posts have been disallowed naming the people who wanted it published.
    I kid thee not. I am serious! Everyone is welcome to post here. But please do NOT allude to other people or what they might be saying about myself. After all, one is just an embittered female who has chosen to close her mind to the actual truth – the other? . . . well, he is just clearly ‘Bonkers’!
    So on that note, I will leave you. I have far more serious things to attend to without having to waste time on other peoples’ nonsense and unfounded claims.
    For the moment,
    David (Farrant)

  10. “more! more!”
    Thanks Craig, but I’ve pushed things to the limit already 🙂
    David, don’t worry about the accidental deletion, it’s easily done.
    I expect I have read all the stuff before but Cat said there was a picture of “Babs” on it, which would have been nice to see.
    Without wishing to drag out this sorry saga any further do you know if it is just bonky posting stuff or is your ex secretary involved too?
    It wouldn’t surprise me as according to my source the highlight of her week is a cheeseburger and chips on a Friday night!
    PS – I don’t get a lot of time for posting but I’m off for a couple of days so that’s why I dropped in.

    1. I’d like to see it as well Alex! In fact, I’ll go have a look once I get the link.
      My ex-secretary was deeply involved by continued communication and posting things on his Boards for publication which she was well aware only he was running. I do not know if they are still in contact. Probably not, after I exposed the whole sad thing on Peroxides Blog which she later hastily deleted!
      Hope that clears that up anyway,
      For now,

  11. FOR ALEX
    I’m sorry I accidently deleted your post while getting rid of some other spam. The post was OK and I can let you have the link to it. Problem is, I don’t know where it is off-hand.
    So what I can do is this:
    Cat, can you send me that link here again please. I won’t publish it but I can then email it to Alex. Thanks.
    ‘Starting it all elsewhere’? Well Alex, that’s already been done! although I didn’t start it!
    As you may remenber, a lady called ‘Peroxide’ started a Blog called “The Unhuman Touch” and initially ‘nicked’ our banner.
    It didn’t last long as I went on there myself and personally confronted her and Bonky.
    The outcome was that she ‘ran off’ after closing the Blog down. All I did was to tell some home truth’s about the dumpling and Bonky, and she just couldn’t take it! Just further proof that no weapon is more effective against lies and deceit than the simple truth!
    I’ll send you the link when it arrives anyway if you really want to read the senile garbage.
    Keep posting Alex (subject to what I said) as that deletion really was an accident!
    For the moment,

  12. For Alex,
    PS If you do decide to start a Blog Alex, make sure you send me the link and I can answer any questions you might have in full.
    That way, I can keep this Blog the way it was intended to be i.e. as an eploration of the paranormal while ‘doubling-up’ as my personal diary.
    For now,

  13. Alex, unfortunately the email you’ve registered with for the blog isn’t a valid one and so I can’t email you the link.
    Could you do me a favour and email me via my website please?
    [email protected]
    For now,

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