Yeah, the packets are all colourful and make it look like it’s all groovy and cute. Obviously aimed at the yoof.

The odd carrot at a concert is an exception of course…

The latest stupid decision… could be the story of our lives lol!

Seems the kids all love those little pouches which seem to me most vile but big tobacco has to hook the kids somehow right?

I’ve often told the boyos to steer clear of the old lady known as nicotine… granted i’ve smoke my fair share but kicked it a long time ago (exept of course the occasional ciggy when tripping at concerts ;) but you have to watch, good old Nic will make you spin right round if you ain’t used to it… never a dull moment with you good sir..

I am a feather-weight when it comes to nicotine and after Friday’s disaster I am never touching it again. The other men at the table were happily talking away, while I was going through my hot, nauseous misery.

The woman though, was lovely. She used to run a pub, and you could tell – she had that mixture of flirtiness and distance which is very attractive.

Enjoy your Halbe! I am off the drink until 1st November, but I will raise a glass in a Franconian direction that day.

Caramba !
Sorry to learn that it smashed you so.
I never have used this “snuss” stuff, I am just rolling my ciggies, two go with a “Halbe” (half a liter of beer).
I am always astounded how non-descript the modern pre-fab cigarettes are - what is nowadays a Marlboro would have been seen as a pregnancy cigarette forty years ago. And you can not buy real Gitanes or any black tabaccoed stuff anymore, forget the ones without filter.

I like the “shiny ray of middle-aged womanhood", a nice picture. Sorry to learn that she was “Frau Welt", tossing out poison on one side, while warm-tender-lively on the other side - tah !

Hi my friend – yes, the contact link (right at the bottom left) is all completely private. Very curious now!

Be on the lookout for a message my good sir as i have some news to report on the Veronica front… i figured you might be interested to hear ;) if i send one through the contact link on this page is it private?

Exactly – there’s a few good talks available arguing that the myth of bankrupt western counties is something created so that the hoarders can simply keep money they’ll never be able to spend.

I totally agree with you!! as we go skipping towards post-capitalist techno-feudalism there is no reason why “sane” countries shouldn’t have a UBI, as the very few horde enormous amounts of wealth so they can live on compounds and stare at the “wealth” they so gluttonously adore we lumpen proles need to let them know it ain’t going down like that before it’s too late… while also giving us the means to pursue activities that may actually help the species instead of stacking bank notes for the arseholes ;)

White Jesus – yes I can just imagine you like that!

I think I’ve done enough now really, at 61. I should be allowed at least to slow down a bit and be left alone for a while.

I always find amazing how much work goes into not working ;) but well played at the dole office sir! i’ve spent some fine times on the dole… then again i was in full blown criminal mode while on it so i was double-fucking the man…

and must agree with the Kaptn, that description of an epileptic fit is brilliant, i don’t see ShatGpt producing a phrase as apt and intelligent as that!

Funny, years ago when i was still playing hoops (basketball) the black guys in the league nicknamed me White Jesus (i lead the league in scoring five times) due to my flowing locks lol and facial hair… you sneaky snogger..

Hello Kaptn (have you ditched your old name?)

I’m hoping to avoid doing a great deal of work in the proofreading – I need a normal job again asap, although even writing that sentence makes me feel gloomy.

I should talk to my brother really, and see if he can tell me what the sensation is like. He’s not very articulate though and goes off on unrelated tangents all the time.

“Business plan” is nothing else but another sort of text, one may be creative in this respect.
Yeah, why not working in the field of publishing (in the broadest sense) ? Texts need tlc, they do not get it nowadays, and hence we are surrounded by tons of written crap - time to change this ! And this memoir sounds interesting.

BTW I think your image of speech equalling the epileptic fit with a “lightning outbreak in his electric head” very fitting ! Actually some people I know / knew, who lived through such a sensation, mentioned a blinding light. But it seems to be absolutely specific - one human, one head, one flash.

Such are the perils of going bun-less in England.

no bun, no fun.

And then the barfing starts.

This is where I’ve been going wrong.

Did you forget the first rule of boozing? Always eat the bun! ;)

Oh…the lovely Veronica! How I wish I’d met her.

Yeah the Oasis fans wqere better behaved than I’d expected – although it was only about 11am and they’d only just started on the pop.

Happy stoned stargazing my friend!

Ah you old romantic you, gazing at the sky, i know that feeling though i’ve learned to get it anywhere now as i’ve slipped into being a half assed stargazer as i enter my eccentric era, lol!

i like the eldest daughter’s style as well, she sounds a bit like her Da… and a train full of Oasis fans, that could be a nightmare or a right laugh! i do recall a tall muppet drinking Nukey Brown and belting Oasis songs in the year 2000 in a South London flat awaiting the arrival of a damsel named Veronica… so maybe i should shut up ;)

Hi Mr M

Yes, I’ve walked though some of the stones – the scale of it is incredible. You could walk for a day and not get to the end of them. They’re not aligned with any astronomical purpose, and it must have been the work of centuries, and it’s still a mystery as to why they were made. Very impressive – it makes you really realise that the past keeps something to itself.

Happy driving. I hope you’ve got through the thunderstorms without mishap.

Hey - thank you for writing a personal letter ! It’s ages since I received a handwritten letter.

Sorry to hear that your train travelling is over. (I have the feeling that my time of brumm-brumm runs out too.)

Did you see the stones at Carnac ? I always wanted to go there, I can not imagine how that looks / feels. But the local facility looks well !