....additionally, the following frequency program - is a reminder of something that oscar, john baker 'n' katy tovey's dad - had got up to...with cash-signs before their eyes....in short, tovey had been a scientist interested in neurology....john baker was to supply him with a medical team....and he was to perfect a certain 'brain impression' technique....however, as he as to find out...it could only copy physical skills....for example - being able to fire an ace serve - down a tennis court....see previous notes upon 'all of that'....katy's father was to explain it to her, along the following lines....and yes, he had tested it upon katy, first...."it's like taking a photo"....and afterwards, they were go to west warwickshire tennis club to try it out...a success, of sorts.......although i have to add that katy had been horrified by it all....they were going to leave 'emily' with nothing?....why must she 'never know' that they were going to use her, in this way?....why would she not be paid anything? etc etc....the idea being, that i was to be used as a slave....encouraged to learn how to do something the 'hard way'....whereupon - the sick 'n' the stupid would then 'take a photograph' - metaphorically speaking....and then sell whatever it was....to the 'tardies'....however, there was a fly in the ointment, when katy's dad tried to do the same with thought processes....and in relation to maths/physics.......as i was to explain to mcdonald, years later....thought can be faster than the speed of light....surely the speed of sound....he was to contradict me, drily - at the time....no - i 'knew' what i was talking about...ever heard of 'black holes', honey?....back to katy 'n' her dad....john baker was then to show her an easter basket - complete with a hen and her eggs....to then tell her that she would be allowed to have her own children....roll on the decades....katy was to say that she hadn't regretted it....but having children had been nothing but heartbreak - nothing else....hmmmm....interesting...regarding just how fraught, relationships can be....and so what else i can say, as a consequence of 'not being allowed' except that i would not have wanted the emotional 'heartbreak' of having had to rear any of those fir-king twats' sprogs....a lucky escape, in a way...the unspoken pleasures of being single...unburdened by 'all of that'....and what else?....well, you would have thought that the fir-king-twats might have learned from tovey's initial discovery....but hell - no....inga was going to go all of the way, into the trap....lol....oh and let me backtrack here....tovey was to find out that the photograph, let us say...was simply a 'blur' when it came to trying to copy maths/physics in relation to thought processes....'too fast' you see....and yes, he wasn't an idiot - compared to the rest of them....but that didn't stop them, did it?....see previous notes upon the ill swindling edward jellicoe out of etc etc because he had wanted to become a professor of physics....more laughter.....oh and let us not even touch upon inga 'n' her ingabot....regarding that international lawcourt....where the CIA were 'in the dock' so to speak....for fooling a bunch of 'tardies' into thinking that it might be possible to etc etc.......go figure.