the BBC has more on that burning house, this morning...
Wednesday, 29 April 2015
http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/2652974
is that another 'diamond of myanamar' reference again? I would hope not but anyway....
is that another 'diamond of myanamar' reference again? I would hope not but anyway....
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/house-cliff-edge-074345214.html
and then we're on to 'house on the cliff edge' within this video archive selection...now, my mother had wanted to rent a cottage in cromer but as it turns out...they were to rent one a bit further away...up the coast - see previous notes...and now? they are renting in Blackheath, instead...
and then we're on to 'house on the cliff edge' within this video archive selection...now, my mother had wanted to rent a cottage in cromer but as it turns out...they were to rent one a bit further away...up the coast - see previous notes...and now? they are renting in Blackheath, instead...
...and I've found the location...SAS scottie knew that it would be marked with a colour but he wasn't sure which....
oh I remember now...watching the ill at that 'pull down ramp' or whatever it is...saying that it was a 'bird shape' and laughing about how they would get a woman...'a bird' to do the business...the bird that chimes the bell...which spells death, for so many....'for whom the bell tolls'....which means that the telecommunications equipment will be 'through that door' and somewhere in the building, I suppose...."the masons were watching too" replies BI ONLINE...I can see that - they've put two vehicles of the same colour, on the forecourt - haven't they?
http://www.literaryplaces.co.uk/?p=351
and I wonder about this image now...and SAS scottie calling the west cliff theatre building 'a sphinx'....
and an advert 'house on the cliff edge' has just cropped up...so what building are we talking about then? I need to dig up that photo again or look at google maps...
and I wonder about this image now...and SAS scottie calling the west cliff theatre building 'a sphinx'....
and an advert 'house on the cliff edge' has just cropped up...so what building are we talking about then? I need to dig up that photo again or look at google maps...
...for whom the bell tolls...a radio desk/equipment 'in that area'...possibly in an NHS building...related to euthanasia/genocide etc etc?
http://www.literaryplaces.co.uk/?p=351
and there's more - martin:
anyway, yesterday was such a nightmare...that I was feeling rather 'white-lipped' about it all last night...and so ate a lot of lambs' liver, to put the iron back into my system...can we say that after that 'white-lipped' experience...that the danger has now passed...'whateveritwas'?
and there's more - martin:
and according to emet, the ill would force colin to sit upon the 13th one 'siege perilous' instead of myself (see previous notes upon that film CASTLE) - go figure:
oh and I think that we're there....as buzzfeed knew...this is a reference to 'synesthesia' isn't it? along with drugging and BELLE/BELL programming....
let me see....so 'the bell' is akin to the brain...and the humming bird creature is akin to the ear?
...and so I finally have my answer, in a way...as to why the church bells aren't chiming around this area....a governmental ban upon them, at present...
let me see....so 'the bell' is akin to the brain...and the humming bird creature is akin to the ear?
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/harry-hemsley-074357632.html
and what's this one about, gill? you were interested in 'rosa day'?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curfew_Must_Not_Ring_Tonight
is this the poem? ....for whom the bell tolls and all that?
do you think that they were doing a 're-enactment'? see below:
or even worse...an ill cult programming session...go figure.
anyway 'twixt heaven and hell'...that reminds me of wuthering heights and something that 'henry' was to say to 'martine'..."we are betwixt and between heaven and hell" - regarding our 'twinning' in relation to a remoteviewing pair....
"There twixt heaven and earth suspended, As the bell swung to and fro."
oh I remember now...I had to find the poem so that you could stop 'whateveritwas' on the networks, gill...and that is the poem....
additionally, the CROMWELL reference...the other day, I was to read about prince Charles learning about Cromwell and changing his opinion of him...for the good...against the monarchy? how odd...what was going on there, then? "at war with his sister" replies BI ONLINE.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curfew_Must_Not_Ring_Tonight
Slowly England's sun was setting o'er the hilltops far away,
Filling all the land with beauty at the close of one sad day;
And its last rays kissed the forehead of a man and maiden fair,--
He with steps so slow and weary; she with sunny, floating hair;
He with bowed head, sad and thoughtful, she, with lips all cold and white,
Struggling to keep back the murmur, "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
"Sexton," Bessie's white lips faltered, pointing to the prison old,
With its walls tall and gloomy, moss-grown walls dark, damp and cold,--
"I've a lover in the prison, doomed this very night to die
At the ringing of the curfew, and no earthly help is nigh.
Cromwell will not come till sunset;" and her lips grew strangely white,
As she spoke in husky whispers, "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
"Bessie," calmly spoke the sexton (every word pierced her young heart
Like a gleaming death-winged arrow, like a deadly poisoned dart),
"Long, long years I've rung the curfew from that gloomy, shadowed tower;
Every evening, just at sunset, it has tolled the twilight hour.
I have done my duty ever, tried to do it just and right:
Now I'm old, I will not falter. Curfew bell must ring to-night!"
Wild her eyes and pale her features, stern and white her thoughtful brow,
As within her secret bosom, Bessie made a solemn vow.
She had listened while the judges read, without a tear or sigh,
"At the ringing of the curfew, Basil Underwood must "die.
And her breath came fast and faster, and her eyes grew large and bright;
One low murmur, faintly spoken. "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
She with quick step bounded forward, sprang within the old church-door,
Left the old man coming slowly, paths he'd trod so oft before.
Not one moment paused the maiden, But with eye and cheek aglow,
Staggered up the gloomy tower, Where the bell swung to and fro;
As she climbed the slimy ladder, On which fell no ray of light,
Upward still, her pale lips saying, "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
She has reached the topmost ladder, o'er her hangs the great dark bell;
Awful is the gloom beneath her, like the pathway down to hell.
See! the ponderous tongue is swinging; 'tis the hour of curfew now,
And the sight has chilled her bosom, stopped her breath, and paled her brow.
Shall she let it ring? No, never! Her eyes flash with sudden light,
As she springs, and grasps it firmly: "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
Out she swung,-- far out. The city Seemed a speck of light below,--
There twixt heaven and earth suspended, As the bell swung to and fro.
And the sexton at the bell-rope, old and deaf, heard not the bell,
Sadly thought that twilight curfew rang young Basil's funeral knell.
"Still the maiden, clinging firmly, quivering lip and fair face white,
Stilled her frightened heart's wild throbbing: "Curfew shall not ring tonight!"
It was o'er, the bell ceased swaying; and the maiden stepped once more
Firmly on the damp old ladder, where, for hundred years before,
Human foot had not been planted. The brave deed that she had done
Should be told long ages after. As the rays of setting sun
Light the sky with golden beauty, aged sires, with heads of white,
Tell the children why the curfew did not ring that one sad night.
O'er the distant hills comes Cromwell. Bessie sees him; and her brow,
Lately white with sickening horror, has no anxious traces now.
At his feet she tells her story, shows her hands, all bruised and torn;
And her sweet young face, still hagggard, with the anguish it had worn,
Touched his heart with sudden pity, lit his eyes with misty light.
"Go! your lover lives," said Cromwell. "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
Wide they flung the massive portals, led the prisoner forth to die,
All his bright young life before him. Neath the darkening English sky,
Bessie came, with flying footsteps, eyes aglow with lovelight sweet;
Kneeling on the turf beside him, laid his pardon at his feet.
In his brave, strong arms he clasped her, kissed the face upturned and white,
Whispered, "Darling, you have saved me, curfew will not ring to-night."
and what's this one about, gill? you were interested in 'rosa day'?
is this the poem? ....for whom the bell tolls and all that?
or even worse...an ill cult programming session...go figure.
anyway 'twixt heaven and hell'...that reminds me of wuthering heights and something that 'henry' was to say to 'martine'..."we are betwixt and between heaven and hell" - regarding our 'twinning' in relation to a remoteviewing pair....
"There twixt heaven and earth suspended, As the bell swung to and fro."
oh I remember now...I had to find the poem so that you could stop 'whateveritwas' on the networks, gill...and that is the poem....
additionally, the CROMWELL reference...the other day, I was to read about prince Charles learning about Cromwell and changing his opinion of him...for the good...against the monarchy? how odd...what was going on there, then? "at war with his sister" replies BI ONLINE.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curfew_Must_Not_Ring_Tonight
Slowly England's sun was setting o'er the hilltops far away,
Filling all the land with beauty at the close of one sad day;
And its last rays kissed the forehead of a man and maiden fair,--
He with steps so slow and weary; she with sunny, floating hair;
He with bowed head, sad and thoughtful, she, with lips all cold and white,
Struggling to keep back the murmur, "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
"Sexton," Bessie's white lips faltered, pointing to the prison old,
With its walls tall and gloomy, moss-grown walls dark, damp and cold,--
"I've a lover in the prison, doomed this very night to die
At the ringing of the curfew, and no earthly help is nigh.
Cromwell will not come till sunset;" and her lips grew strangely white,
As she spoke in husky whispers, "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
"Bessie," calmly spoke the sexton (every word pierced her young heart
Like a gleaming death-winged arrow, like a deadly poisoned dart),
"Long, long years I've rung the curfew from that gloomy, shadowed tower;
Every evening, just at sunset, it has tolled the twilight hour.
I have done my duty ever, tried to do it just and right:
Now I'm old, I will not falter. Curfew bell must ring to-night!"
Wild her eyes and pale her features, stern and white her thoughtful brow,
As within her secret bosom, Bessie made a solemn vow.
She had listened while the judges read, without a tear or sigh,
"At the ringing of the curfew, Basil Underwood must "die.
And her breath came fast and faster, and her eyes grew large and bright;
One low murmur, faintly spoken. "Curfew must not ring to-night!"
She with quick step bounded forward, sprang within the old church-door,
Left the old man coming slowly, paths he'd trod so oft before.
Not one moment paused the maiden, But with eye and cheek aglow,
Staggered up the gloomy tower, Where the bell swung to and fro;
As she climbed the slimy ladder, On which fell no ray of light,
Upward still, her pale lips saying, "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
She has reached the topmost ladder, o'er her hangs the great dark bell;
Awful is the gloom beneath her, like the pathway down to hell.
See! the ponderous tongue is swinging; 'tis the hour of curfew now,
And the sight has chilled her bosom, stopped her breath, and paled her brow.
Shall she let it ring? No, never! Her eyes flash with sudden light,
As she springs, and grasps it firmly: "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
Out she swung,-- far out. The city Seemed a speck of light below,--
There twixt heaven and earth suspended, As the bell swung to and fro.
And the sexton at the bell-rope, old and deaf, heard not the bell,
Sadly thought that twilight curfew rang young Basil's funeral knell.
"Still the maiden, clinging firmly, quivering lip and fair face white,
Stilled her frightened heart's wild throbbing: "Curfew shall not ring tonight!"
It was o'er, the bell ceased swaying; and the maiden stepped once more
Firmly on the damp old ladder, where, for hundred years before,
Human foot had not been planted. The brave deed that she had done
Should be told long ages after. As the rays of setting sun
Light the sky with golden beauty, aged sires, with heads of white,
Tell the children why the curfew did not ring that one sad night.
O'er the distant hills comes Cromwell. Bessie sees him; and her brow,
Lately white with sickening horror, has no anxious traces now.
At his feet she tells her story, shows her hands, all bruised and torn;
And her sweet young face, still hagggard, with the anguish it had worn,
Touched his heart with sudden pity, lit his eyes with misty light.
"Go! your lover lives," said Cromwell. "Curfew shall not ring to-night!"
Wide they flung the massive portals, led the prisoner forth to die,
All his bright young life before him. Neath the darkening English sky,
Bessie came, with flying footsteps, eyes aglow with lovelight sweet;
Kneeling on the turf beside him, laid his pardon at his feet.
In his brave, strong arms he clasped her, kissed the face upturned and white,
Whispered, "Darling, you have saved me, curfew will not ring to-night."
...the odd thing is...about this photo...see below:
is that my mother has a couple of photos of her grandfather...and he appears to be 'on a march' down the street 'somewhere up north'...and he is standing beside a priest wearing the same sort of 'black hat' with pompom on top....and behind the priest, is a man in a flowing white lace robe over a black dress...naturally I was to assume that the robes and hat, were ecclesiastical...my mother and father were of a different opinion...my mother then changed her mind...however my father was adamant that it was a pageant and nothing more....in fact, he said something really weird about that 'priest impersonator' in the photo, if only I could remember now..."the local bank manager" replies BI ONLINE...I cannot remember as yet...
anyway, another photo in their collection was of my mother's grandfather...dressed up to the nines, in a suit/waistcoat etc...'sunday best'...seated on a park bench...with a large lady's hat upon his head...go figure...
without notes to accompany old film reels and photos....you are a bit in the dark, aren't you? as to what had been going on at the time...
is that my mother has a couple of photos of her grandfather...and he appears to be 'on a march' down the street 'somewhere up north'...and he is standing beside a priest wearing the same sort of 'black hat' with pompom on top....and behind the priest, is a man in a flowing white lace robe over a black dress...naturally I was to assume that the robes and hat, were ecclesiastical...my mother and father were of a different opinion...my mother then changed her mind...however my father was adamant that it was a pageant and nothing more....in fact, he said something really weird about that 'priest impersonator' in the photo, if only I could remember now..."the local bank manager" replies BI ONLINE...I cannot remember as yet...
anyway, another photo in their collection was of my mother's grandfather...dressed up to the nines, in a suit/waistcoat etc...'sunday best'...seated on a park bench...with a large lady's hat upon his head...go figure...
without notes to accompany old film reels and photos....you are a bit in the dark, aren't you? as to what had been going on at the time...
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/waste-heat-houses-074217379.html
let's have a look at the letter again...so they are going to dig, somewhere around old road and next to waterglade retail park...that's near me ....anyway, they are going to relocate the existing gas distribution equipment....
the 'dig', toby..."WWII bombs?" replies MI5 ONLINE...yes something 'not right' here but I cannot put my finger on it as yet..."you wouldn't want to put your foot on it"....
let's have a look at the letter again...so they are going to dig, somewhere around old road and next to waterglade retail park...that's near me ....anyway, they are going to relocate the existing gas distribution equipment....
the 'dig', toby..."WWII bombs?" replies MI5 ONLINE...yes something 'not right' here but I cannot put my finger on it as yet..."you wouldn't want to put your foot on it"....
"the collector station"...I thought that was supposed to be about electricity?
and the above building is looking a bit like BELLE COURT or would that be 'JACKSON HOUSE' on Jackson road...let me see - and the warning note, this morning - had been clandon park....I 'know' that BI had been covertly involved in the fire, below...but I have no further information as yet.
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/police-required-westminster-074424866.html
let me see...is this what I was actually looking for, MI5 toby?...those in 'fancy dress'...and the police called...nobody could quite understand what was going on...did I make a bad joke/reference to the father Christmases apprehended in Trafalgar square...or was it col the sol...col the sol, as far as I can remember...and maybe he was right, who knows?
wait a minute...the video below was even more important:
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/waste-heat-houses-074217379.html
does this relate to the NATIONAL GRID letter that I was to receive the other day?
anyway, the 'fires of hell' eh? and then the VEKOS...wasn't that something that toddy used to talk about?
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/king-farouk-leads-cairo-pageantry-080427602.html
oops...a problem with this one, playing....at first...a bit 'hundreds and thousands'....
oops...a problem with this one, playing....at first...a bit 'hundreds and thousands'....
I remember these tapes...I've seen them on the other side of the mirror...US intelligence research...so what was the point of it all? "pregnant men society" replies MI5 ONLINE..."Nazi eugenics"...
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/meet-girl-became-man-aka-175222749.html
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-pathé-newsreel-video-archive/meet-girl-became-man-aka-175222749.html
....the video doesn't want to play, for some reason...anyway, what's that 'cock' image doing over Jorgensen's face? is that the PATHE logo?
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-path%C3%A9-newsreel-video-archive/sex-change-gi-back-usa-235647079.html?vp=1
let's add it all up...buzzfeed and male/female stars who look like the opposite sex version 'upon the other side of the mirror'...
alice in wonderland and alex meets alexis...think bette davis movies...women's movies in Hollywood...where you have bette playing the 'good' and the 'wicked' sister...I wonder now....
mark r and his 'little people' - see previous notes....
let's add it all up...buzzfeed and male/female stars who look like the opposite sex version 'upon the other side of the mirror'...
alice in wonderland and alex meets alexis...think bette davis movies...women's movies in Hollywood...where you have bette playing the 'good' and the 'wicked' sister...I wonder now....
mark r and his 'little people' - see previous notes....
let's do pattern recognition, shall we?
https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/british-path%C3%A9-newsreel-video-archive/sex-change-gi-back-usa-235647079.html?vp=1
https://uk.news.yahoo.com/video/prince-charles-spin-opens-sports-232600307.html
...and I had to note this video item upon yahoonews today, as well...a PA 'clever content' number...and something to do with the 'bad-mint-on' and that climbing wall...which is now reminding me of a 'weather centres' map - along with that 'gameboard' in MI imperial hotel, Jerusalem 2007...and 'flight take-offs' see previous notes upon nasa/remoteviewing alters...."being made to disassociate completely" replies MI5 ONLINE..."and go into 'A' brainwave level"....
...a climbing wall that prince Charles was to call 'scary'...and who is the woman at his side.....doing an 'ingabot' eyes around the room, number?
...and I had to note this video item upon yahoonews today, as well...a PA 'clever content' number...and something to do with the 'bad-mint-on' and that climbing wall...which is now reminding me of a 'weather centres' map - along with that 'gameboard' in MI imperial hotel, Jerusalem 2007...and 'flight take-offs' see previous notes upon nasa/remoteviewing alters...."being made to disassociate completely" replies MI5 ONLINE..."and go into 'A' brainwave level"....
how weird...no comment from SKYNEWS at all, hardly...unable to get a spokesperson etc or even just a tv presenter to talk about it?
https://uk.news.yahoo.com/video/devastating-fire-rips-clandon-park-020016749.html
https://uk.news.yahoo.com/video/devastating-fire-rips-clandon-park-020016749.html
https://uk.news.yahoo.com/finnish-navy-drops-depth-charges-onto-suspected-submarine-130014332.html#J2Wk3J4
a 'mysterious object'....
and a really strange piece of news, about SAINSBURY's chief executive:
https://uk.finance.yahoo.com/news/sainsburys-chief-executive-mike-coupe-004339219.html
I suppose that this might be something around 'doubles' then? who knows....
a 'mysterious object'....
https://uk.finance.yahoo.com/news/sainsburys-chief-executive-mike-coupe-004339219.html
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