I bought the GAMEKEEPER’S CHUTNEY at M&S today…whilst being accosted by a MR SWEET…an old-timer behind me being cheeky…asking me for a chocolate bar and then telling the assistant that I would be paying for his shopping too…he liked KIT-KATS (just like my father)…I answered good-humouredly…we exchanged comments about our shopping…he had a sweet tooth…he loved SWIRLY PATTERN Belgian chocolate biscuits and SWISS chocolate roll…I talked about having a CRUNCHIE recently (the first time since childhood etc) and then read out the ingredients of the CHUTNEY: BRITISH BRAMLEYS…BLACKBERRIES…BLACK CURRENTS I meant CURRANTS…

I had bought it because the BLACKBERRY reference had caught my eye…

I have also to add that somebody had left a packet of PENNE pasta in the DULL LIGHT BLUE biscuits box - a cardboard box, on a shelf, near to the floor of the display to the left of the till aisle that I was queuing at…and somebody had left a large LIGHTISH GREEN pack of ‘hand cooked crisps’ by the PINK wafer biscuits upon the top of the same display…so I simply ‘switched’ both incongruous objects…

PENS and ‘burnt to a crisp’…that is what the two, said to me…so I did my ‘usual’ and swapped the two…from their ill cult locations as signalling devices…I have no idea what mayhem that might produce - but what the hell eh?

PENS went to ‘PINK’

CRISPS went to ‘light DULL BLUE‘.

I am now beginning to ’get’ how the above system works…how objects turn up in ‘odd places’ as programming objects…and upon a daily basis…in supermarket stores across the country…not just ‘near to the till either’…SAINSBURYS doesn’t seem to have that problem…they must have told their till staff to remove all ‘unwanted objects’…but it still occurs around the store…

See previous notes in relation to RIMINGTON organising groups of young ill cult slaves, undergoing programming, in their teens or early twenties - upon ill cult TREASURE HUNTS around SUPERMARKETS…to find out where the misplaced items are…say a BOX OF EGGS in an empty ROWNTREE cardboard box…and guess what that means? RIMINGTON would then go round with them and ‘check their answers’…

It is all about BIG BUSINESS…the ill mafias and their baby-eating/cannibal/royal genome project, at the end of the day…the two appear to be ‘one and the same’ at the top….

How does it work practically?

A frequency control desk contacts a slave who is doing their shopping at a certain supermarket - to pick up a certain item upon the floor, put it with their shopping…take it to the till - and then they are instructed that they don’t really want or need it…so they dump it in a DISPLAY BOX down the sides of the till (chocolates, sweets and savoury treats)…or upon the DISPLAY cases which are between till rows and at the end of the prospective queue line (which could contain anything on offer or ‘new in‘ at the time)…anyway, these MISPLACED OBJECTS act as a TRIGGER for all of the ‘ill cult programmed’ shoppers who spot them, down those till aisles…

How do I know the above? I did it myself, the other day…realised what I had done - dumped that item - I didn‘t put it back where I had found it…then thought hard about the location in which I had dumped it and changed it to ‘somewhere else more appropriate’….knowing ‘as much as I need to’ let us say, about the ill cult SIGNALLING system within SUPERMARKETS…

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Anyway, I got home and wondered…what did that GAMEKEEPER’S CHUTNEY taste like? My mother and myself - had made one for BRYN’s choice cuts of venison…whilst living at GARDEN COTTAGE…but we had made a simple ‘black fruits’ chutney, unsweetened but with no salt either….so you got a sweet and sour effect with the venison…

VENISON as we all knew…was the healthiest meat out…BRYN had been hired illegally and on a shoestring as GAMEKEEPER by the ELY family who owned most if not all of the land and cottages in EAST BERGHOLT…he was allowed to shoot the wild deer who preyed upon their young saplings in their new ARBORETUM….

BRYN was a faker, according to his ‘soon-to-be’ wife CAROL….he was really an electrician from Basingstoke or somewhere like that….who had decided that the life of a gamekeeper was for him…he had researched it…grown the ‘whiskers’ bought the clothes and moved to the country….and of course, learnt how to shoot…he played the part really well….he fooled the local aristocracy, far and wide…including a very wealthy member within NORFOLK who allowed CAROL AND BRYN to use is castle…in which to be married….a horse drawn carriage…all of their friends present for the event…all allowed to stay at the castle…because BRYN and this LORD had become really ‘buddy buddy’…the LORD only really liked hunting, shooting, fishing and ‘none of the other silly stuff’ and BRYN was his man, in terms of RABBIT CATCHING….BRYN showed him how to ‘lay nets’ the IRISH way….to catch hundreds of them in ‘one night’…the LORD was over the moon about it all…somebody who ‘really understood him’…RABBITS were such a nuisance upon his grand estate….

Does the above suggest the TASCHMANNS to you…BILL AND TED?

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When I look at the ACTING and TOMFOOLERY of the ‘dressing up box’ in BRITISH INTELLIGENCE….never mind ‘the whole of British society’…see previous notes upon the ARISTOCRACY - even PRINCE WILLIAM dressing up as a ‘crustie’ in TOTNES to pass himself off as ‘hippie that doesn’t wash, with a dog on a string’ (whilst he was a teenager - to report back to his family at luncheon - his ‘hijinks‘)….I begin to wonder about the UK….are we just a ‘bad troupe of actors/actresses’ under mind control?

The ROYALS obviously thought that they were the puppeteers….but then the RAGE from the JAPANESE MONARCHY DESK became apparent…behind that of TADCO in IRAN and the picture altered, somewhat…. (TADCO were doing roughly 80% of the damage worldwide - but the true puppeteers were the JAPANESE behind them - only 20% damage, to keep their hands clean…unless you figure that it all comes full circle and that SCARLETT‘s PINK PLANET desk was to blame - so what was that and where was it located? Did it control the FBI/CIA frequency programs being written or had MARK R and OBAMA managed to take control of the lot?)…

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If you want to eat meat but do not want ‘animal fats‘ etc ‘bad for your health‘ apparently - then all one can say is this:

The supermarkets began to supply you with ‘healthy meat’ some years ago now….pricey but free-range and ‘non-fat’…it wasn’t venison…it was KANGAROO BURGERS as far as I can remember…

My father used to buy them - whenever they were in stock…so we ate quite a few KANGAROO burgers….no fat, free-range meat…rather like VENISON.

SAINSBURYS also supplied another free-range animal/bird but I cannot remember what now…it was simply a variation upon TURKEY MEAT….TURKEYS are well-known to be FAT-FREE meat….and that is why FAT-FREE MEATS are so very popular with ‘particularly women’ let us say, upon diets….although nowadays ‘men watching their hearts’ are probably eating just as much turkey, in terms of sandwiches etc….

I can remember now it was OSTRICH BURGERS….also available at SAINSBURYS but no longer on the shelves…sadly enough….another ‘non-fat, free-range meat’ that wasn’t popular for some reason…even though SAINSBURYS used to sell off KANGAROO and OSTRICH burgers, off the shelves like hotcakes…how odd is that?

I remember my father enquiring - after he had taken me to buy some KANGAROO/OSTRICH burgers (raw meat - you had to cook them at home)….he was upon the meat aisle….and the assistant said to him ‘we can’t get enough’….he apologised for the ‘lack’ because of ‘supply’…

So an oddity there eh?

A LACK on the shelves and customers wanting to buy them….something ‘not right’ eh?


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On the BRIDGE in front of the pier today:

ROWNTREE long green packet - fruity stuff…CZECH VODKA red metal top…then LIGHT PINK hair slide…I removed them all…

OTHER NOTES:

Anyway, the GAMEKEEPER’S CHUTNEY has SALT in it….not what I was expecting….I was expecting a sort of sweetish but slightly sour ‘jam’….

…and I am now being told that this was traditional….SALT is a preservative…it is also good for you….and that this is the ‘original’ type of CHUTNEY for the Northern Europeans….how people really spiced up their meat…they cooked the meat over a flame….they then added to the ‘non-taste’ of the meat with a ‘chutney‘….meat doesn’t have that much flavour, when roasted over a spit…and so you did it by salt and berries….mixed together….so there you have it - a ‘remote-viewer’ authentic CHUTNEY….’how it really was in those days’…the days before SUGAR CANE and COLONIALISM etc….berries and salt.

…and an apology from the PRINCE OF MONACO team…they had found out that SALT really was good for you….

…and yet to be very perverse…I have to say that I wouldn’t necessarily eat this chutney with meat….because my palate is now so ‘swung’ to SWEET N’ SOUR in this modern day world…that…well, I don’t know….I haven’t got a plateful of VENISON/OSTRICH/KANGAROO in front of me to find out….you have to try ‘both together’ to get the effect…..one on its own is ‘nothing’…you have to have both together to get the ‘full effect’….

….and upon that note…I remember ALISTAIR BARNES - TEFL boss of the BC EFL centre in KATOWICE….his wife once told me…one ‘drunken evening’….along with CHERRY (who could drink 3 bottles of wine and still appear sober - I am not joking)….I had never been in their ‘midst before’…and wasn’t disliked, oddly enough….I had enough after one bottle of wine…always my limit or I would be ‘dead on the floor’…I had never been in the midst of this ‘top BRITISH COUNCIL group’…but the Northern Irish EFL guy from B’HAM had led me in there….then left rather early on….I made my excuses and left….not so late on but before 11pm….

So what happened? Firstly - KATE was so drunk it was untrue but she had been drinking spirits…and she had then found a liquer that tasted like chocolate and an AFTER EIGHT MINT….or something similar…MINT chocolate…and then in front of the group…who were discussing the latest work from ISABELLE something…I cannot remember - the South American actress…I mean AUTHOR who was the ‘rave of the time’ circa 1994...and KATE got me to kneel down in front of the coffee table….and taste a tiny bit of the liquer in a small glass and the chocolate at the same time….she then said to me - words to the effect of ‘isn’t it exquisite - isn’t it a buzz?’

I had to admit that she was right….I didn’t like sweet things much but I didn’t mind that ‘extra-sweet liquer to mint’ taste in my mouth, the merest taste - even though I didn‘t like ‘mint chocolate‘….the taste wasn’t too bad, actually pleasant - not that I really liked it but there you go….KATE referred to the liquer and the taste of mint chocolate combined as ‘nectar’….the food of the gods…

I figured that if I was a ‘god’….that wouldn’t be my thing - but there you go….

KATE’s husband then told her to ‘shut up’ gently…he loved her…and then said ‘stop burbling’…so we both got up from our knees at the coffee table and sat back down in our chairs and listened to CHERRY pontificating about why she didn’t like or dislike (in equal comments) ISABELLE something’s novels….

Yes ISABELLE something was a famed author from south America but she didn’t write her own books….my sister loved them….my mother was conservative…but they were all passed around the ‘chattering classes’….

“The LIBRARY reading/chattering classes” says GILL.

I suppose that explains it all - in a way….but I am still unsure…so they (British born men and woman - under mind control slavery) were all being programmed by books that they had written themselves in the first place - but under pseudonyms ( some of them never ever having visited the countries in question?)

“You got it” says MCDONALD.

The books were simply ‘fulfilling expectations’? fulfilling stereotypes but in the most ‘intelligent way possible’?

“They were” he replied.

“Jesus wept” I say - nothing else to say.

“don’t buy another novel” says HENRY “until they reform their game”OTHER NOTES:

ISABEL ALLENDE who didn't write a word of the fiction attributed to her...a TASCHMANN puppet...another J K ROWLING....

However, the fact that the EFL crowd were 'on to the fiction in her name' means that it was somewhat encoded by PI WRITERS...the slave writers who really did write her novels....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isabel_Allende

(notably the photo doesn't look anything like the real author or the actor that we were then to 'check out' in South America)


ISBAEL ALLENDE....the CIA LAB went to 'check her out'....she did a very flamboyant version of 'telling the truth'...

"So i didn't write my novels - but I am a brilliant person and terribly impressive, anyhow - am I not?"

ALLENDE was an 'all colour, smoke and swirls' ACTRESS.

We didn't hate her for it - but we should have done - she was far too 'entertaining' for that one - unlike ROWLING.