Thursday, 3 March 2011

The funny thing is...that I had stopped in that garden, with my bike...by that very tree...picked a pinecone off it...sniffed it...the tree was in the middle of the garden and by the BELL entrance to the middle of that garden...

...the next day...my mother turns up in CLACTON and does precisely the same thing...to accentuate the point that I MUST TALK ABOUT IT...

a subsidiary point...my father was looking very cheerful as we walked back through that garden...but suddenly...his eye caught something and he looked entirely depressed again...it was the LIGHTS upon the ZEBRA CROSSING which you can see to the left of the garden....to the RETIREMENT HOME...the large bulbs were an unnatural YELLOW...inside a b/w structure...and RIMINGTON flashed into my mind...she had programmed him with them...but what did they mean?

Why be frightened of her, I thought?...but then i didn't know his history with her...and perhaps as QUEEN BEE...every man fell in love with her...I am not sure...COLLIE was of that opinion about RIMINGTON...at BI...'that nose'...

"More prosaically" says SCARLETT's POLICE "she had tortured him into the ground"...yes and my mother, in front of him...etc etc...

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