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...and this morning...your erstwhile laptop was hit by a trojan, gill...luckily i was to do a scan this morning, using microsoft security essentials...which picked it up ....the trojan had attached itself to something entitled POLAR GOLFER...i will post up a snip of the scan details...anyway, that was the point where a massive clump came back...and so i will start with the overview....

polar golfing...see previous notes upon 'teeing somebody off' and i am not talking about the parochial slang definition....in terms of really annoying somebody...as if you were beating them around the head with a golf club...oh wait a minute...that is just what i am talking about...because that is where it all began....as children - we were hit by a golfclub...we invariably got nosebleeds afterwards....and this is now fitting together with 'ling and her headphones' for example...being 'teed off' by russian intelligence...or they had attempted to do that, let us say....

and yesterday...somebody had tried to 'tee me off' as i walked towards that 'paving circle' in the senses garden....because after walking away...i began to remember the image...that the 'psychos' at that MI6 ipswich office had used upon the networks...an image of a brown eagle...not a black one, mark you...but a brown one, for some reason........and so it is possible that those psychos have left 'something' around that area....the general location and beyond...of the last garden...which is when i began to pick up on that image, having walked past it...a delayed reaction?...anyway, i then tracked and traced the 'blips'...they appeared to be going out to sea...

oh and before i forget...the police team who had inspected that ipswich MI6 office...in relation to dismantling the equipment of those two 'psychos'...well one of them was to pick up an item...to then ask somebody else what type of bird..."an eagle probably"....to the query "a brown one?"

what else? "the trampling....the tramp-ling" as the eldest taschmann was to remind ling.....and what did that mean?

well firstly MI5 were to think of french intelligence...having picked up a number of them 'dressed as tramps' in london....so many years ago now....

i was then to remember emet saying "oh it was that tramp"....and who did he mean, by that one? he had probably been talking about 'tramp' programming....see previous notes upon mcdonald immediately identifying as the 'tramp' in LADY AND THE TRAMP...lisa had been programmed as his 'lady'...dog alters....most of us, were put through 'that one' as far as i can remember....

see also mark r arranging for a 'herd of zygote slaves in cow alter'...to trample my father, by the water trough....

however the above - are on the periphery....in relation to drawing 'circles'...and they do not bring necessarily us any closer...to what i was to remember this morning....and that is as follows...

the teeing off...the polar golfer....the homely sheep conflated with clouds...the mighty golfer with his mighty clubs...hitting clouds like golf balls, in the sky....this is an uber-frequency program reference....

anyway, let me begin with andrew trig and sue whalley...they had taken me along on holiday to the isle of arran...in relation to an MOD experiment 'up the mountain'....see previous notes upon me encouraging sue to 'track and trace'...each military man in headphones with his equipment...strategically placed somewhere up that mountain...each military man had been coded with a different image....

later on...and in an 'inn/hostel' of sorts....i was to encourage sue, again...VIZ has the details - a joke story to remind me of the following.......and it was all about the shower facility...sue had just had a shower...i was to note a 'hole-in-the-wall' to the men's toilets....sue was incandescent....eyes like a hawk (a bit like 'getting' her enemy in that maths class - see previous notes)....somebody had been a peeping tom, hadn't they? she looked around the restaurant/bar area....who had it been? i tried to calm her down....we were in a 'foreign country' as far as i was concerned i.e. 'on the isle of arran'...there were mainly men in that room...we didn't know anybody...although trig had done, interesting enough...he had moved off to another table with two other men - to have an indepth 'chat' about something....anyway, seeing as it would not be possible to identify 'whoeverit was' who might have been a peeping tom......and she had no idea of who it might be, had she?...best to leave it eh? sue was not to be put off...she scanned every single man in the place and then said "THAT'S HIM! I'M SURE OF IT!"....oh dear, i thought....sue then involved trig....who reluctantly went up to the man and asked him if he had been a peeping tom...the man eventually offered to buy him a drink...trig refused....eventually the man offered him tickets....something to do with a slot on a private golfclub....

i can remember listening to the man who had given him the tickets, as he walked away..."they'll probably throw them off the cliff"....as an aside to his mate...

anyway, to cut a long story short....remember the cliff edge...and that hole upon a promontory....the land was shaped a bit like 'ireland' but also a 'cloud'....in point of fact, from the view from the hole-before-that-one...well, the promontory almost looked like an island....and i can now remember that it had been coded in as 'sheep island'....

...and it had been a very private affair....no fence or barrier between you and 'walking off the cliff edge'...a public golfcourse would take such precautions....secondly the 'stately home' in the background....i can remember it well...vast.....we were on a private estate....and the man who had let us onto the golf course...was to laugh "saint andrew....this is saint andrew's"....but it hadn't been - had it? not open to the public at all....a very private estate....

anyway, whilst watching sue and andy attempt to get a golfball upon the promontory...a little bird was to tell me NOT to do so...just watch and see what happens next...eventually sue and andy both got balls upon it...they then walked down the hill and then to the left....to play the next hole on 'sheep island'....two men were to approach them from behind....they were both forced to stand upon the cliff edge...certain 'death on the rocks' if you fell...luckily they were both then released....

i was walking away from the seaview fast, by that point....two other men approached....from that stately home..."you didn't see anything, did you?" i replied that i hadn't done....

so what was the above all about? in order to explain it a bit more clearly...i need to go back to that MI5 russian course in 1980....we had all been told that we were a flock of sheep...and then let loose upon what appeared to be a golf course....in the dead of night...we didn't even know that this was the location...until somebody stumbled across a sandpit....what happened next? a 'rite of cain' but with a difference....somebody was to say that you had to run...or you would be clubbed to death...which turned out to be true....i can remember one of the 'clubbers' laughing that sometimes they all ran off the cliff....quite a few ran to the left and also a group to the right...nobody ran off the cliff as far as i can remember....anyway, the group that ran to the right...well only one 'clubber' followed them...he was then trampled....one of the men upon that MI5 course then said "dead men don't talk"..."we'd better finish him off"...he then put sand into the mouth and up the nose...of that clubber....you see how it goes? that MI5 russian course network had managed to get free of that particular program...."they had agency...they could trample" replies MI5 ONLINE.

...when i look back on it all...for example collie, inga et al....ending up at a certain private golfclub...in order to dig up their own programming...to then be attacked by the golfers....and what happened next? were they buried in one of those sandpits for the night? something like that....i can't remember now - see previous notes...anyway, when i look back on it all....for example that 'isle of arran' trip....and the sheep attacking trig's car, in the dead of night....see previous notes...to then end up 'winning tickets' to a very private golfcourse....where sue and andy 'earned the right' to become 'polar golfers'...i.e. teeing off others....forcing them to do 'whatever' upon the networks....well it is almost funny, isn't it?

oh and before i forget....prince harry was asked about 'all of the above'...as well as the following question, along the lines of "do you think it all started because a flock of sheep had invaded a golfcourse?"...to the reply "i don't know...probably"....do you see how it goes?

....and let me see...there is more...in conversation with mcdonald and emet....emet was to tell me "we'll make a golfer of you yet"....but he wasn't talking about training me up in a sport....it was all metaphorical, you see....

next up...i can remember a very irritating man...."probably a member of MI6" replies MI5 ONLINE....well he had been very rude to me...and then he was to turn to his friend and sneer "fancy a game of golf?"....and well, i 'knew' what he was really talking about...and i replied brightly that i had played at St Andrew's....only once....in this country....i was to stress 'in this country'...whilst projecting 'the pentagon has much bigger clubs than yours, you nasty little man' etc etc....do you see how it goes?

what else? gill might remember having been programmed as 'bibi the sheep'...when very young....you see this morning i was to remember toddy saying "there's nothing i can do! he'd put on the hat"....little gill had put on the sheep's hat....and i was watching him...in a similar way to watching that squirrel with the nuts...when he had had enough of it...i would put it on....anyway, we can say that a constellation program had been set, at that point in time....because 'roll on the years'...i can remember eliza manningham-buller....in 1980...we were at the BBC....and she was telling some 'official' that i was the real 'bibi the sheep'....there was some 'consternation' over the matter...i was not on a 'bibi the sheep' list....(see previous notes upon henri peuleve's job as a BBC cameraman)...

bibi is a french sheep alter....gill's first language was not french...but as a teenager, he began to learn fast....in order to chat with his mother upon the radio...however his accent was so bad...that one of his french network (he had built one up in order to get more practice)....was to tell him that he had to work on his pronunciation....and so one day, he was to come over to 14 st bernards, to ask sophie wyss for lessons...she used to spend most of her days, in bed by that point and her eyesight was failing....which makes the 'next bit' all the more painful.....gill was to sit on the edge of her bed and tell her "i want you to teach me how to..."....and all she could do was gaze in wonder...bleary-eyed...."feschotte, feschotte...." it was terrible...heart-breaking a way....she really appeared to believe that her 'feschotte' had come back....gill then exited the bedroom fast...and she began to weep into her pillow....

roll on the years....sonia and mark vizard were to use the above 'bibi the sheep' alter...to auction gill off....at some ill cult auction...at first they had tried to give him away "you've won first prize!" to the lucky winner...but too many, were to complain in the audience...so they then had to have a general auction of 'bibi gill the sheep'...go figure....

toddy was to say that the pronunciation of BIBI was BIB-BEE and not BEE-BEE....as a small child - gill had had a bib on, at the time...as well as the sheep's hat....

the BIB-BEE...and the BBC? i wonder now about the 'magic roundabout' in relation to the french connection?

...what else? well monty python's joke about 'flying mouton' and the BIB-BEE-SEE? rimington once pronounced it 'bib-e-see' for some reason....BEEB-EC robotic sheep?

daldry was to tell me the following about the above....firstly that sue must have 'guessed right' in relation to who had been the peeping tom....see previous notes upon the conflation of 'the wall' with the masons...and who can 'look through the wall'...and who got 'found out' etc etc....and the fact that the whole isle of arran thing....had originally been a military exercise and somehow we had won the right to 'play a game of golf' on a very select golfing green...i.e. we had won the next round and were onto the next level in a computer frequency game...akin to EXISTENZ i suppose....

what else? the flying robotic sheep....the BEEB-EC.....and remoteviewing...."you must have used another system"....little gill and i simply had to 'think' that we were back in our heads...and we were...so a french system, perhaps? see previous notes upon remoteviewers seeing the moon as a sort of 'encasement' for planet earth.....

....what else? well yesterday...i was to have a look at cameron in the CADSDEN....to then be reminded of CADDIES....cads and caddies?

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oh and was that fuzzy, brown image on ebay...was it supposed to remind me of that 'brown eagle' item....small and fuzzy on the cctv....in that MI6 office in Ipswich?