....and what's new this tuesday evening, dazzlenation?.....well, i'm not sure if your 'black spider' stuff comes into this but i've recently been looking at two 'blasts from the past' - regarding cycling up to the radar mast at holland haven....first up, sonia fisher 'n' terry (psychiatric nurse on peter bruff ward who used to SAS-style 'spar' wrestle with jason etc etc) in relation to a 'forest fire' near to frinton golf club....in the midst of the trees and bushes of the heath beside it....drugs were indubitably involved although fisher wouldn't tell me anymore about it....only that it was a real 'emergency situation' for them all....whatever that might have meant, so many years ago now....anyway, the other week, i was to spot the same thing...another forest fire, in the distance, in the same location - viewed from the radar mast...i then turned around and began to cycle back to clacton....to then witness 'terry' powering up the path, towards the radar mast - very red in the face...."trying to get there on time" replies BI online....to do what, precisely?....anyway, in retrospect - 'children of the stones', i had thought at the time, laughing to myself...the same patterns repeating etc etc...lol...well, that was the first 'blast from the past' and now here's the other one....a woman who had murdered her husband and left his body in the undergrowth, all of those years ago now - on the heath, to the frinton side of the radar mast...walks her dog up from frinton to the yachting club past the telecommunications tower, early on in the morning....hmmm...not 'gunfleet' which is the only one that you can view upon google maps, near to the radar mast...i mean the yachting club that is much closer (on the holland on sea side of the mast) which is no longer viewable upon google maps...the club where rimington 'n' roz used to end their walk from jaywick, take heroin upstairs and 'have a rest' so to speak - so many years ago now....anyway back to the present.... and so depending upon when i start out in the morning...i sometimes cycle by aforesaid 'murderess' at around 7.30am - somewhere near to the radar mast...now, she normally says "hello!" like most strangers do, it's a friendly place around here...lol....friendly greetings...except that the last time that i encountered her...i mentioned the smell of the sewage farm, hidden away in the heath, further back in the fields...sometimes the wind is blowing the wrong way and the smell is indescribably awful....whilst looking at the exact spot in the bushes and trees upon the heath of where she had etc etc...lol...although none of this is really 'funny' is it....."triggered her" replies BI online...well, yes - apparently she has no sense of smell and so she had figured that i was from the police or something....her sense of guilt appears to have made her a rather dangerous woman....whilst talking about the two cottages nearby that heath and wondering if they had noticed the smell, too....hmmm....she felt sorry for them, if they did, whilst looking hard at me etc etc...."you triggered her without realising it"...i certainly did....how perfectly dreadful!....and so what happened next?...well, she brought a very old lady to walk with her (could hardly walk but managed it), the next time around....her friend who knew what she had done but had wanted to protect her for misguided reasons....who then assured her that the sewage farm smell was terrible and that there was no reason to suspect that etc etc....and so that should be 'that', shouldn't it?...naturally i have no interest in getting involved in stuff which doesn't concern me at all....anyway, having searched for photos of the area...i came across this facebook number...in which 'terry' had put up a rather strange number - regarding the boy with the golden hair...er...is that right?....lol....go figure.
https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=10165978332976803&set=pcb.2896972340656647
https://www.facebook.com/groups/clactonthenandnow/posts/2225690371118184/
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