Once upon a time, James Joyce wrote a book called:
Finnegans Wake
That's not:
Finnegan's Wake
But some blogger's get the title wrong! Which means they don't understand the book at all. This blog has two missions. One, educate the ignorant. Two, correct all such mistakes world wide. And three, anything else.
Thanks Annie. Upset, of course, but if this doesn't sound terribly selfish thankful nonetheless that all my friends are ok and one of them in fact works about 30 seconds from one of the buses exploded (about 10 minutes walk from here too) and so ok, really.
Until you stated you were alive, I had no idea that you were so close to London. I knew you were in the U.K., but hadn't ever really... Anyway, that sucks. London always seems to get fucked like this. The black death, Guy Fawkes, Luftwaffe, the IRA, Beatlemania, and now Islamic extremists. Seriously, though, I'm glad you and your friends are ok.
I have sometimes found that choice in one's fate is limited by the actions of others. Choice in how we deal with what happens is more realistic but I am really glad you're ok :)
I suggest drifting away, far, far away over the moors to the music of the....Celts. Playing with butterflies in the greenest, grassiest fields and dancing with nymphs. That's what I'm doing.
I felt really sad reading that. I have never been in that exact situation but other kinds that were similarly life and love connected. Ones where I might have lived or died. For example I was once caught in a storm at sea in a rubber duck which was way too small for the waves. We were saved I believe by our skipper who I threw my arms around and kissed at the end of it, I don't think he could give up or we were all lost to the Big Blue. I think it is at such moments that we see what matters and ultimately, for me, it has always been love.
thank you for participating in that. the news people are bowing down to me. and saying that "i rock". i don't think that's quite acurate.. i roll sometimes, but i don't think i've ever "rocked"
Fist:I read the transcript of the interview. You certainly were eloquent! Of course, now I know your real name... Anyway, off to bed. Perhaps the world will be a little better in the morning.
like i said before, i'm just glad you're alright. and i'm glad you did the interview. i've been checking on everyone else i know from london, and i'm just so happy that they're doing okay, too.
I'm glad for all of your friends here too Trans, unless one of their favourite books is Finnegan's Wake. Back to stupid jokes time! Seriously I'm glad.
The world looks blearly and hungover this morning... full of stalkers hanging around my office. I think, STI, we know your name from your blog too, eh? Watch out for a reverse-stalk manouver.
when i lived in london I walked to and fro my job in mayfair from st. johns wood. It was about 45 minutes. But it was so pleasant! I saw so much of London I would have missed otherwise! Found pubs, mews, shops, etc. And the exercize was great of course.
Yes - London is intricate like that. I used to work in Kensington, one of my favourite finds there was a stable of horses! Just by a little mews, as it happens. Beautiful and beautifully kept animals, as you'd expect for the area.
Mews are ... hard to describe. A form of lovely housing. Side streets make them sound too like streets... little cut aways from roads, often gated with only resident access, very quiet, lovely housing. Specific to London. Probably google images will elucidate...
No - not really - they're much smaller, cosier, and as far as I know, they're sold just like normal houses, ie no selection policies. If anything they're country cottage -esque, but in the middle of cities. Hard to describe!
Some they are prevented, some they're not; these aren't big places, thought, often tiny old cobbled streets with only a handful of houses in them. And they're dead ends, normally, not through streets.
What annoys me much more are the gardens that are open only to residents! The ones in the centres of squares, with ordinary pedestrian streets around them. Not the ones at the backs of houses, that'd be silly.
In the millions and no garden? Horrifying. I crumble without green stuff. Sounds really cute though. I sometimes watch Midsummer (somer?)Murders on TV and I like that little village with its houses with low sloping celings and cool windows. It's always so cosy and homely to me. I have no idea if it's a manufactured town but I'll move there nonetheless.
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That is good.
Yeah. Thanks. All my friends seem to be safe, too.
gosh I was worried!! How are you?
Thanks Annie. Upset, of course, but if this doesn't sound terribly selfish thankful nonetheless that all my friends are ok and one of them in fact works about 30 seconds from one of the buses exploded (about 10 minutes walk from here too) and so ok, really.
holy shit. That's so scary Tom! The whole thing is so sad! I'm sure your nerves are all over the place! Mine are from over here!
My nerves are hanging in there... I just feel sadness more than anything I think, right now. I'm walking home in a minute, which'll be strange.
Until you stated you were alive, I had no idea that you were so close to London. I knew you were in the U.K., but hadn't ever really...
Anyway, that sucks. London always seems to get fucked like this. The black death, Guy Fawkes, Luftwaffe, the IRA, Beatlemania, and now Islamic extremists.
Seriously, though, I'm glad you and your friends are ok.
Yeah. Beatlemania was even worse.
Thanks. I work between Covent Garden and the Legal District, ie very central, live a few miles north north east of there.
well I have had to send prayers your way now (you've got me praying) and wrapping you in the pink light of angels :) please stay safe and be careful.
Thank you Michelle... Hopefully I will always have choice in my fate. (And you all too, of course.)
fist: i left a message on your other blog.
i'm relieved you are OK. i'm hoping my friends in london are OK as well, i haven't had a lot of luck reaching them on the phone.
I have sometimes found that choice in one's fate is limited by the actions of others. Choice in how we deal with what happens is more realistic but I am really glad you're ok :)
Thanks.. Phones have been difficult for most of the day - just within the nation. I hope they are OK too.
Indeed Michelle - that was kind of my point!
yeah? well my head is fuzzy :)
not only the dumb blonde twins but the fuzzy headed twins too, huh :)where will we go next?
I suggest drifting away, far, far away over the moors to the music of the....Celts. Playing with butterflies in the greenest, grassiest fields and dancing with nymphs. That's what I'm doing.
Well... I just gave an interview to Sarah's media organisation!
Great send us a link when you have it, now to the fields! We have bluebell wine and everything!
Stalkers... here's your BIG chance.
I felt really sad reading that. I have never been in that exact situation but other kinds that were similarly life and love connected. Ones where I might have lived or died. For example I was once caught in a storm at sea in a rubber duck which was way too small for the waves. We were saved I believe by our skipper who I threw my arms around and kissed at the end of it, I don't think he could give up or we were all lost to the Big Blue. I think it is at such moments that we see what matters and ultimately, for me, it has always been love.
thank you for participating in that. the news people are bowing down to me. and saying that "i rock". i don't think that's quite acurate.. i roll sometimes, but i don't think i've ever "rocked"
It was a really nice interview Sarah
Fist:I read the transcript of the interview. You certainly were eloquent! Of course, now I know your real name...
Anyway, off to bed. Perhaps the world will be a little better in the morning.
like i said before, i'm just glad you're alright. and i'm glad you did the interview. i've been checking on everyone else i know from london, and i'm just so happy that they're doing okay, too.
be well.
Quite, Michelle.
I'm glad for all of your friends here too Trans, unless one of their favourite books is Finnegan's Wake. Back to stupid jokes time! Seriously I'm glad.
The world looks blearly and hungover this morning... full of stalkers hanging around my office. I think, STI, we know your name from your blog too, eh? Watch out for a reverse-stalk manouver.
I've never made pretense of anonymity, just pooor speling.
when i lived in london I walked to and fro my job in mayfair from st. johns wood. It was about 45 minutes. But it was so pleasant! I saw so much of London I would have missed otherwise! Found pubs, mews, shops, etc. And the exercize was great of course.
Yes - London is intricate like that. I used to work in Kensington, one of my favourite finds there was a stable of horses! Just by a little mews, as it happens. Beautiful and beautifully kept animals, as you'd expect for the area.
Mews?
Mews are ... hard to describe. A form of lovely housing. Side streets make them sound too like streets... little cut aways from roads, often gated with only resident access, very quiet, lovely housing. Specific to London. Probably google images will elucidate...
Phshaw! gated communities.
No - not really - they're much smaller, cosier, and as far as I know, they're sold just like normal houses, ie no selection policies. If anything they're country cottage -esque, but in the middle of cities. Hard to describe!
If a non-resident is prevented from walking down a street, my lefty hackles get my panties in a bunch.
Yes, I know what I said.
sorry i am so late!!!!!!!
GLAD YOU ARE OK JERK!!!!
your interview kicked ass
Some they are prevented, some they're not; these aren't big places, thought, often tiny old cobbled streets with only a handful of houses in them. And they're dead ends, normally, not through streets.
What annoys me much more are the gardens that are open only to residents! The ones in the centres of squares, with ordinary pedestrian streets around them. Not the ones at the backs of houses, that'd be silly.
Thanks Corrina, your comment was rad :)
I think mews sound lovely! Private gardens and all....how much does one cost?
No, the private gardens are for residents of certain squares. As far as I know, Mewses don't tend to have gardens.
Top ones are probably in the millions, I would think.
In the millions and no garden? Horrifying. I crumble without green stuff. Sounds really cute though. I sometimes watch Midsummer (somer?)Murders on TV and I like that little village with its houses with low sloping celings and cool windows. It's always so cosy and homely to me. I have no idea if it's a manufactured town but I'll move there nonetheless.
There are some super pretty villages in Britain. I've not seen MM but my impression is that it's not unrealistic. Still, they're pricey too you know.
yeah, it's all expensive everywhere. That basic of items: a roof over your head.
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