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Hello Titsvillians. I hope you are all well. So, here’s one or two things that have given me pause for thought, offered me new experiences or left me with a bleedin’ headache in February. Photo by Grianghraf on Unsplash Following a number of recent, and if I may say, unimaginative, scam texts, I was excited to receive my very first blackmail email. After all, if we must live in a culture of…
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez 🇨🇦 on Unsplash As most of you now know, my Substack is made up of various nonsense from my journals going back to Adam’s first date with Eve, or thereabouts. It occurred to me that I might throw my more current wafflings as well as my usual stuff. So here we are . Welcome to the Titsville Diaries. Here’s my January round up so far. Quality oh Quality, my love, where…
Photo by Amin Alizadeh on Unsplash My mother hated Christmas. Although she tried to hide it, it was difficult as she had one of those faces many women of Yorkshire are afflicted with, one that’s directly connected to the part of the brain that decides what is a pile of bollocks and what isn’t. She hated the shopping, the cooking, the decorations, the gift buying followed by the wrapping. She hated…
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Sanctimonious over 60 ramblings about forgetfulness
Over 60 sanctimonious ramblings.
And lived.
Notes from a ridiculously ordinary marriage
Or weeing mishaps.
And didn't
