...and what was to happen this monday morning, gill?....'a word of warning' was given - from an ex-member of MI5...as a reminder to the following....firstly a torch....an RAC one - as sold in sainsbury's...used by the ill cult upon those seen as remoteviewers, during torture/trauma reprogramming sessions....and your olympic colour had been 'bronze' - hadn't it, gill?....and well, guess what...the torch is of a bronze colour....

secondly....a 'little girl' and her ill cult 'mum' had thought the whole thing up - the above programming session....and i was see her daughter ringing flat 3's doorbell, a week or two, ago now.....school uniform - long, brown hair in a ponytail - brown eyes - tanned complexion....."a bit like mummy" replies MI5 ONLINE (yes, but she had a short bobbed hairstyle)...anyway, the daughter had a rather rude and condescending manner, way above her years - despite being doorstep 'pint-sized'...."the whole satanic princess number" replies MI5 ONLINE...and i'm sensing an 'east bergholt' possibly 'barefoot' connection, here?.....something to do with 'lawyers'-on-the-make...the cctv has just been forwarded to that effect....

anyway, the girl is apparently friends with one of the children, in that family....and she is a bit of a 'sue walker', in character....well, more than a bit...and so the encounter was to worry me, a little...because however small they are - and however much butter might appear to melt in their mouth etc etc ...see previous notes upon michael richardson's gang...not to mention the young sue walker and helen browne....oh and let us not even begin upon what was to happen at grenfell tower, recently etc etc...go figure - as to why i need to report the above, upon my blog...in terms of 'keeping safe'....because there had been 'something not right' about that kid...you see - the ill cult start them off, young - so very young (see previous notes upon amadeus and jade laing)....and because that kid had 'given me the eye' in a way that sharon used to do to me, whilst in his demonic alter...and you just know that something isn't right, with them...if only you could put your finger upon it....go figure.

....when you are battling the ill cult...you have to realise that they not only start to train their children 'young'...they send them out on 'missions', at that age....ingabot was apparently an expert 'cat burglar' when tiny - according to mark r....for example, the ill used to put her through open, upper windows - those tiny windows, above the main window...having trained her to then find a door and open it from the inside etc etc....additionally, they used to use children for 'an arm through the letterbox' etc etc....in order to undo a catch or chain-on-the-door...as well as teaching them to use an 'unlocking mechanism' device - through the letterbox...'working blind' as it were - if the chain and catch were out of reach....go figure.

...'the use and abuse' of children, eh?....anyway, you can see it in their eyes....takes me back to victorian literature...and of course, my own personal history... see previous notes upon 'toddy in the east end'...teaching me how to pick a pocket or two....and how old had i been, then?...hmmm....i'd only just learned to walk and run by that age, let's put it that way...and i was already able to talk a man into feeling sorry for me, to then pick me up - whilst i felt inside his jacket for his wallet.....go figure....because i am not 'alone' in the above history...personal or otherwise....and that is why i was picking up on the MI5 'Mr Barefoot' number, earlier on....you see, all MI5 staff were 'something like that' as far as i know - in those days...well, all of the MI5 women breezing through clacton library were 'like that'...those women of a 'certain age' let us say...my generation or near enough...the same sort of 'shared personal history' etc etc...you see, it takes a thief to catch a thief....and there is some validity in that argument - don't you think?....see previous notes upon clacton central PO guy, who used to be a 'mafia boss' of sorts...the one who was to laugh along the lines of "jury service? i'm exempt from that" - after having seen the address upon my envelope.....go figure.

....let's scan for more information...oh dear....prince william, again...."let's use MI5, this time" - regarding the above 'school-girl/grenfell tower' number and in relation to belle court....go figure.