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Watching Live Aid @40 tonight with Mrs bl , what a day that was and it's bringing back great memories . It’s great seeing @Barnfred 55 and @Armaghtoffee ā€˜s enthusiasm for modern bands but Mrs bl summed it up earlier with ā€œ I can’t see them showing today’s modern artists on tv in 40 years timeā€ . A golden era , but of course we move on.
 
Watching Live Aid @40 tonight with Mrs bl , what a day that was and it's bringing back great memories . It’s great seeing @Barnfred 55 and @Armaghtoffee ā€˜s enthusiasm for modern bands but Mrs bl summed it up earlier with ā€œ I can’t see them showing today’s modern artists on tv in 40 years timeā€ . A golden era , but of course we move on.
Freddie Mercury. An unrivalled stage presence and such a loss is to music. The balls to own that stage and have the crowd in the palm of your hand.
 
I have never felt lower than tonight. Ever. I suddenly had the realisation that if the same happened to me as happened to my beloved Janet I would lie undiscovered for a week or more, decaying. I have no kids or close family, nobody calls me regularly or comes to the house, the neighbours only see me when I go out and nobody has a spare key. I am in decent health now so it is unlikely, but if it ever became more so, I would not let it get to that.

I opened some beers and watched some TV when the darkness overwhelmed me tonight. Didn't help. I only hope it will numb me enough to sleep, then get to another day, then maybe another. I went for a walk at 5:30 am and thought of the ways I could make it Game Over quickly and painlessly if the urge became too strong. Not really thought of any. Can't think of any easily accessible high enough place to be sure.

I'd probably be too much of a coward anyway, but thinking of the last resort is a comfort to have in reserve even if I never use it. My life as I knew it effectively ended five weeks ago on Monday. At the moment I just exist.

I am sure I am not the first bereaved person to think like this. Not will I be the last. But it all seems utterly pointless now. I just need to talk to her so she can say the right thing to make feel better. I need to go through and find her in bed. But I never will. Never again.

Hopefully tomorrow in the cold light today this will be in the rear view for now. I can only cross my fingers. People DO say it gets easier...

Dear Pilks

Being new to this place I haven’t had the good fortune to get to know you. Consider us introduced. Also, allow me to introduce you to Albert Camus:

ā€œI waited for the daily walk, which I took in the courtyard, or for a visit from my lawyer. The rest of the time I managed pretty well. At the time, I often thought that if I had had to live in the trunk of a dead tree with nothing to do but look up at the sky flowering overhead, little by little I would have gotten used to it. I would have waited for birds to fly by or clouds to mingle, just as here I waited to see my lawyer’s ties and just as, in another world, I used to wait patiently until Saturday to hold Marie’s body in my arms. Now, as I think back on it, I wasn’t in a hollow tree trunk. There were others worse off than me. Anyway, it was one of Maman’s ideas, and she often repeated it, that after a while you could get used to anything.ā€ (The Outsider, Albert Camus)​

Look up. Like a hollowed out tree trunk, there is always an opening, even a small one. Trust me, you can get used to almost anything.Hang around, let’s get to know each other. It makes a change from the off-season transfer pants-pissing that goes on—the Everton forum squirts like an untended garden hose. Post often, make jokes.

BTW, the Bayeux Tapestry is being loaned to the UK for the first time. There is a small section near the end that no one seems to remark upon—most likely from fear of embarrassment.
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I have the honour to be, Sir, your most obedient and humble servant. May your horse be swift, and your hogs fat for winter.

Yours sincerely,

BrisbaneToffee, Grand Old Team’s Queensland Correspondent-at-Large



P.S. Don’t forget to look up. "In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger — something better, pushing right back." (more Camus)
 
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I have never felt lower than tonight. Ever. I suddenly had the realisation that if the same happened to me as happened to my beloved Janet I would lie undiscovered for a week or more, decaying. I have no kids or close family, nobody calls me regularly or comes to the house, the neighbours only see me when I go out and nobody has a spare key. I am in decent health now so it is unlikely, but if it ever became more so, I would not let it get to that.

I opened some beers and watched some TV when the darkness overwhelmed me tonight. Didn't help. I only hope it will numb me enough to sleep, then get to another day, then maybe another. I went for a walk at 5:30 am and thought of the ways I could make it Game Over quickly and painlessly if the urge became too strong. Not really thought of any. Can't think of any easily accessible high enough place to be sure.

I'd probably be too much of a coward anyway, but thinking of the last resort is a comfort to have in reserve even if I never use it. My life as I knew it effectively ended five weeks ago on Monday. At the moment I just exist.

I am sure I am not the first bereaved person to think like this. Not will I be the last. But it all seems utterly pointless now. I just need to talk to her so she can say the right thing to make feel better. I need to go through and find her in bed. But I never will. Never again.

Hopefully tomorrow in the cold light today this will be in the rear view for now. I can only cross my fingers. People DO say it gets easier...
Take it easy Brother.
Only their body leaves us, their spirit never does. She is still with you in everything you do.
 
Good morning on this fine morn a few hours after an almighty thunderstorm right overhead which knocked out the electric three times ,my bedside clock doesn't know if it is punched bored or countersunk .
I hope all had as good an night as we can hope for ,that the poorly get better and that @Pilks finds that hollow tree !
Weirdly our drive holds water agter a rain but this morning nothing ,as thought the storm was all a dream.
Have a great day all COYB
 
What time is it ,sorry it is in Finnish :-
 
Dear Pilks

Being new to this place I haven’t had the good fortune to get to know you. Consider us introduced. Also, allow me to introduce you to Albert Camus:

ā€œI waited for the daily walk, which I took in the courtyard, or for a visit from my lawyer. The rest of the time I managed pretty well. At the time, I often thought that if I had had to live in the trunk of a dead tree with nothing to do but look up at the sky flowering overhead, little by little I would have gotten used to it. I would have waited for birds to fly by or clouds to mingle, just as here I waited to see my lawyer’s ties and just as, in another world, I used to wait patiently until Saturday to hold Marie’s body in my arms. Now, as I think back on it, I wasn’t in a hollow tree trunk. There were others worse off than me. Anyway, it was one of Maman’s ideas, and she often repeated it, that after a while you could get used to anything.ā€ (The Outsider, Albert Camus)​

Look up. Like a hollowed out tree trunk, there is always an opening, even a small one. Trust me, you can get used to almost anything.Hang around, let’s get to know each other. It makes a change from the off-season transfer pants-pissing that goes on—the Everton forum squirts like an untended garden hose. Post often, make jokes.

BTW, the Bayeux Tapestry is being loaned to the UK for the first time. There is a small section near the end that no one seems to remark upon—most likely from fear of embarrassment.
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I have the honour to be, Sir, your most obedient and humble servant. May your horse be swift, and your hogs fat for winter.

Yours sincerely,

BrisbaneToffee, Grand Old Team’s Queensland Correspondent-at-Large



P.S. Don’t forget to look up. "In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger — something better, pushing right back." (more Camus)
I love this. Im going to check out Albert Camus.
 

Watching Live Aid @40 tonight with Mrs bl , what a day that was and it's bringing back great memories . It’s great seeing @Barnfred 55 and @Armaghtoffee ā€˜s enthusiasm for modern bands but Mrs bl summed it up earlier with ā€œ I can’t see them showing today’s modern artists on tv in 40 years timeā€ . A golden era , but of course we move on.
Watched it too and Mrs BL is spot on.

It reminded me of the disparity in the quality of the bands playing at Wembley Vs the States .
 
Watched it too and Mrs BL is spot on.

It reminded me of the disparity in the quality of the bands playing at Wembley Vs the States .
I enjoyed Crosby , Stills and Nash from Philadelphia though, went to bed when I realised they weren’t going to play ā€œ Our Houseā€ , one of our favourites. I got up this morning to find ā€œ two cats in the yard …..ā€ which made up for it šŸ™‚

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Watching Live Aid @40 tonight with Mrs bl , what a day that was and it's bringing back great memories . It’s great seeing @Barnfred 55 and @Armaghtoffee ā€˜s enthusiasm for modern bands but Mrs bl summed it up earlier with ā€œ I can’t see them showing today’s modern artists on tv in 40 years timeā€ . A golden era , but of course we move on.
My Dad used to say that at about the Beatles.šŸ˜‚
 

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