eric gill....oh I remember what this was all about, now...an attempt upon my life - by eliza manningham-buller, just after I had left Essex (having written the harry potter series - bar the last book)....anyway, she had employed a certain b'ham 'gang' on the quiet....to then be found out and told by the royals that she would forfeit etc etc, if she ever tried anything like that, again....the young princes were rather fond of their 'rabbit' you understand....oh and brian had been involved....and yes, he had seen what was going on in my life, at that point in time....the whole Tomlinson/powergen horrorshow etc etc....I won't go into details, here but anyway...this must have been around about the time, that Helen browne was to tell me that she had met brian, again - because I had been supposed to take the bus to knowle, to meet her but instead got waylaid etc etc at a bus-stop on the warwick road - just in front of that hotel (in which joy rich had been crowned 'queen urania' by the holliday mob)....but naturally, I couldn't remember a thing...about having met him, myself because he had triggered me into my young child French-speaking alter...for me to then burst into tears...to then tell him that he couldn't be 'brian' because he was far too tall etc etc...all so horribly traumatic.....go figure.
oh and there's more...I can remember brian with Tomlinson...along with his 'best mate' at the time...remember that French chef upon 'Richard and judy'?....on a French nudist campsite....yes, really...and so the whole Clacton naked cycling rally rather goes 'hand in hand', don't you think - lisa?....go figure.
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