...and this morning, I was to take a walk along one of the Clacton prom paths...to spot something that I had seen before...and yet, today - was the day, to talk about it...quasi-collie's mob at work, again...one of them had found a 'clearing' rather like the one upon dovercourt seafront prom....just up the slope and 'in the bushes'...there was no bonfire there, luckily...it was simply a 'reminder' of 'all of that'...along with a piece of dried up driftwood...in the shape of the scar tissue that had formed upon my ankle....left upon the wall, under that 'clearing'....and yes, that piece of wood had looked just like my 'scar tissue'...after it had begun to heal....how terrible, it all is...how sick and disturbed, these people are...to do, such things....in order to prevent anybody talking about their sick and evil cannibal, paedophile cult....

radio files first, marines....go figure:

 

that was the spot...see below:

 

and a small piece of driftwood...left on the wall, underneath that grass-in-the-middle-of-the-bushes:

 

oh and two cars were signalled out....a nappy was left in the middle of the road...in relation to...well, the whole atkins/rimington/ross/CF number...along with the 'scarring'....scar-ring....go figure: