....and what else, dazzlenation?....well, the following is a reminder of a certain session - run by those norwegian-intelligence bods-on-CIA-passes....which was to include a preview of certain no. 9 episodes.....apparently only aired last year....although obviously they had been made some time before etc etc....go figure:
The BBC acquires contemporary prequel to Psycho - Media Centre
Inside No. 9 - Wikipedia
hmmm....how shall i put this 'in brief'?...whilst not giving too much away etc etc....gill was to 'get'
death be not proud, almost immediately....he was to laugh "that's lisa!" - see previous notes upon 'muvver' at that SAS base etc etc....oh and after another 'private showing' let us say....gill was to walk out of the auditorium....to then meet 'franco' and myself, outside....franco had been wondering about the 'tadpole reference' translation into italian...
the referee's a w***er and was cross-checking with myself....did he really say etc etc and if so - what did that mean....gill then decided to explain the whole thing, to him...and so they were to walk off laughing....oh and that particular episode appears to have been all about dearlove as 'referee', let us say...during a certain
game of football....played at a certain chinese restaurant...see previous notes upon sue whalley's engagement party...and that is all i am going to say, about any of it....apart from to say that younger had been somewhat 'gripped'....lol...by the physique of a certain actor, within that episode....oh and he might like to check out the w***er - who had sat next to me, at that party...."immediately demoted" replies BI online....well, yes - sue's husband had publicly declared that he wasn't going anywhere in his department, after his behaviour at that party....in short, sue had told the man, to make extremely unpleasant 'sexist' remarks etc etc...oh and her husband had decided to put a joke 'live octopus' number, into one of the dishes...sue had told deb to get me to try it....i refused, with a laugh (having known beforehand, what was going on etc etc) and so deb then got the shock of her life, when she then tried etc etc having not been warned by sue, beforehand etc etc....additionally, there had been a subbuteo football table, by the loos....sue's husband-to-be was to engage deb's husband-to-be, in a game...oh and that 'wanker' seated beside me - turned out not to be a 'wanker' at all, dazzlenation...an ex-marine, in point of fact - who was to turn out to be rather 'useful' in the end....and to dearlove, as it turned out - who had taken note of his 'demotion' let us say - to then decide to recruit him....oh and deb was to 'spill the beans' and to the whole party, in the end...."sue set it up" etc etc...and there's more...rimington was to turn up (at what was to turn out to be a 'dearlove' event)...jan and sue were to tell her that they had done a 'hanging gardens of babylon' number....the hanging basket then fell off the wall....CF, who had turned up with rimington...then took the flower that jan had been attempting to program herself in as...."star, peaking through the tree" etc etc...and put it into his hair - to then tell me "i'm florence - come on dougal" etc etc....oh and then a siamese cat walked down the corridor...sue stooped to stroke it...to receive a 'dearlove' transmission...she then repeated "si-am-eze..." in a sort of 'trance-like' way... remember those 'ezee' pills - the whole 'idaho' number...prince phillip's 'montezuma's revenge' horrorshow....sue then ran to the loo...she was to come back, crying...apparently she had had diarrhoea and sickness, at the same time...her husband-to-be then threatened the staff....days, later on - helen candy was to tell me that everybody had been sick, afterwards....everybody but myself...and that is because i had been warned not to eat anything by that US intelligence operative, upon his radio-desk, in the restaurant 'office'....oh and we haven't even got near to the 'dangerous descent' down a very 'wonky' staircase...and all of those young women in high-heels...not that it had been a problem to ascend, step by step - you understand...but coming down, after all of that wine/beer....and let us not forget - having been drugged/poisoned...in short, deb's husband to be, carried her down...i ran down...lol...having remembered my early 'goatherd' years....jumping from 'stone to stone' as it were...and there's more....winnie's gang had arranged my 'goth-punk' uniform...winnie had torn a strip off of 'ed gyde' at the time..."you have to protect her because it is the only way that you lot will survive" etc etc......go figure.
and what else?...well, remember that bent copper..as in that CID man who had organised that jewel-theft-in-london?....well, he had been working in the north-east of b'ham at the time of etc etc....to then become acquainted with helen candy 'n' her husband-to-be...after they had dropped me off outside of another CID man's house....16 st bernards road....somebody else who had been up to no good,, within that department along the lines of....pretty teacups 'n' drugging, anybody?...see previous notes upon pen hopgood and old ma etc etc in tooting bec....oh and that particular CID officer, in residence at no. 16 - had then murdered and buried his partner, in the garden (accidental murder, as it turns out - seeing as he had grabbed her throat in order to make her shut up etc etc)....see previous notes upon 'all of that'....oh and if you want more....'crappy' had also turned up at sue whalley's engagement party...and yes, the entire party had been drugged etc etc....later on, 'crappy' was to turn up at 16 st bernards, to take a look around (which is why i had etc etc in the first place)....and that is all i have to say, about the matter....lol...apart from to emphasise, that this was all about the CID on the trail of helen candy....a fascination that was to go on for decades, as far as i am aware...see previous notes upon her having been rimington's daughter....along with the 'candy brothers' deciding to adopt her surname as their own, early on etc etc....go figure.
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