OTHER NOTES:

I don't suppose that MI5 needs too many 'reminders' as to what they got up to...during and after the filming of MY ZOO...suffice to say..."remember how you 'kept me safe' whilst you investigated what 'jonti' i.e. jonathan bewley had told you (a student upon the same art course, as myself, at dartington)....in relation to HOLLIDAY ZOO programming (in relation to that 'school project') and what you had managed to stop the HOLLIDAY family from doing, with those school children - it had involved a 'pit' dug upon the school grounds and an ill cult rite....anyway, you might want to catch up with 'jonti' now, in order to find out...as well as 'louise cunningham' - who is personified as the 'wife of the zookeeper' in MY ZOO..."tell me it ain't so" alister baxter had opined...yes - that is an 'interesting one', did she really marry 'hammerhead shark' as gill was to call 'martyn Sherman-tank'? see previous notes upon the main actor, having been chosen because he looked rather like martyn Sherman (but with 'blue eyes' and not brown)....see previous notes upon the lead singer of TALKTALK....

...what else? I can remember SARAH HOLLIDAY's mother...who used to call sarah 'sarah bear'...as did, her best friend 'lucy'....why 'sarah bear'? sarah hadn't been allowed to use a bed, in that empty house in ipplepen...her mother used to make her sleep in a cage, in the basement...'col the sol' was to find out...well he was to find the door to the cellar....and ask me about it...I was to tell him about the cctv and to keep quiet....later on, gill was to find a way around it....along the lines of "find the mainfuse box - turn off everything at the mains"....gill and his mates were then to come round, one night...to investigate...and after investigating - naturally, they ballsed up the operation afterwards....running off with their torches to leave me alone in a pitchblack house....I then ran after them...to stand in front of their car....and stop them from leaving that 'dead-end road' until one of them came in with a torch...allowed me to position myself 'on a chair' by that fusebox...so that I could turn it on, again (having turned it off previously before letting them in - and yes the cctv was rigged up to the mains, as I had previously ascertained - having shown gill, the leads)...turn it on again - after their car had left the village....do you see how it goes - and how little they all cared for my own safety?

anyway, I have no idea what sarah's 'family' were all about...all I know is that she was treated as an 'animal' who had to sleep in a cage - in the cellar, at night....whilst to all intents and purposes....she was this lovely, caring upper-middle class type...who had found her metier, working with schizophrenics at 'George workman's priory' in totnes (George workman aka 'father ramsden')....as her main job, in life...despite being terribly creative....she could 'turn her hand to anything' and could have started a business in all sorts of 'commercial art/design work areas'....because her 'family' had the money to back her, didn't they? all the money in the world...the HOLLIDAY INN/hotel company, for example....so what was it about her father? apparently an engineer/BT operative abroad.....when her mother used to 'treat her in that way'...make her sleep in a cage, in the cellar....even though the entire house was empty...so many bedrooms....'in the cellar' every night...as 'col the sol' was to ascertain....

'col the sol' and his inquiry....along the lines of: "where does she sleep? which bedroom? why is the bed untouched in the morning then? why does she always make sure that you are 'tucked in for the night' in one of the bedrooms -  before she disappears?" ....in relation to my staying at the anchorage now and then - quite a bit, actually - circa 1988-9 (because living with jade laing, in that totnes flat was 'too much hell to stand' most of the time)....

...well 'col the sol' obviously had 'more of an idea' than I had, about what was going on....see previous notes upon him finding out about that 'stained glass table'...taking a 'chip out of the mosaic' and telling me to remember that it was a HOLLIDAY chip....a microchip...sarah was to inject me with one....a HOLLIDAY ZOO chip perhaps? whilst in the garden of that IPPLEPEN house 'the ANCHORAGE'....see previous notes....a table, that I can only presume MI5 had 'made available for sale' outside of the furniture store - adjacent to Clacton 's covered market - see previous notes and photos.

anyway, I can remember 'one night' asking sarah if she wanted to 'take the night air'....to walk around ipplepen, in order to relax a little...ipplepen, was apparently, a very friendly place....no problems in 'walking around at night'....in relation to two youngish women in their late 20s....having got to a 'safe distance' from  between two 'radio points' upon the 'ipplepen radar map'....which I could 'see' in my mind's eye....well, I knew that 'being treated like a bear' was driving sarah 'mad'.....you see the 'teddybear's picnic' is all about cannibalism...the ill were trying to make her into a cannibal and she wouldn't 'go that way' except under extreme duress....."in order to save her own life" replies MI5 ONLINE....so you do know, all about this - then? we all had to 'pretend' now and then...do you see how it goes? anyway, I then told sarah about that 'lights off- turn the main fusebox off - that turns off your parents' cctv - you can then use a bed in the house, to have a decent sleep, for the night...." - that was all I could do for her...but sometimes, perhaps...it is 'enough' to keep a person going? who is a member of the rebel group....sarah had been 'naturally born' and not 'unnaturally'....as her mother was to opine....sarah's mother saw kate holliday as 'just like her'....but sarah was not...."more like her father"....go figure.

.....I was to wonder about an 'Elton vs dolce & gabbana' headline, in the news today....

Elton doesn't think that it is 'bad news' to create a baby 'without a soul'.....

all I can say to the 'gay community' is this....don't believe the NWO element of society, in relation to 'having your own kids by IVF'....or as 'col the sol' would say - "just invest in a Viagra tab or two - for medicinal purposes, only - do not buy off of the net - get the 'real thing'" and then....well, come on....

....most women have accepted the whole 'poosticks biznez' by now.....women have become friends with those who are all about 'poosticks'....as gay men - do you really have to have a hatred and distain for those who birthed you, nurtured you.....and a hatred and distain for their bodies and their entire culture...whilst copying it...in order to 'become them'?...and in relation to 'gay men/pregnant man society'?

....the 'chief Sephardic criminal's pregnant man society'? am I off-line for saying all of this?
....is it all too outrageous....I have no idea...well, I've said it - what more can I say....see previous notes for background and context.

Let me see...it was ling who had advised me to write about 'poosticks'...this began, with a naval officer...I cannot remember what rank....only that he was in naval uniform and Michael Richardson's gang were all trapped in a groundfloor room - of that Greenwich naval college...the man had anally raped one of the boys...he was then to tell the others to lick his 'poostick' and tell him that it tasted good...and yes, they all had to go up and do it...apart from myself...he wasn't really interested in girls...ling was to tell me that this all tied up with the jooish paedophile Satanists in charge of the 'old regime' at the pentagon and that it was important to underline 'that one' at this point in time...

secondly I can remember mr fishwick taking Michael's gang out for a walk in a London park - although I cannot remember which one...but I can remember looking over a bridge, at a stream....throwing sticks in and watching them come up the other side...fishwick was to ask me if I wanted to play 'poosticks'...having just read that 'pooh' book where the animals throw sticks into the river... I was to tell him that I was already doing it..."that's not what I meant" he sniggered...and then something 'odd' happened...RH was to start to cry...and yes, he was there, at the time....he was to tell fishwick that he had said a 'dirty word' and needed to be punished...the word had been "love"...he then took down his short trousers, underpants and stuck a twig up his anus....do you see how it goes? and where that whole 'in the wood' biznez comes from?

...when I look back at such an abusive childhood...and the anal abuse 'poosticks' was from both gay and supposedly heterosexual adults - that obsession with anal abuse/torture is characteristic of this satanic mkultra cult...I wonder how ross and marr ever managed to 'hold it together' in order to start up their own 'happy families'...