Confirmation, as if it were needed, of what I posted yesterday. It’s a terrible situation that we find ourselves in, but within this message you might find some hope.
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If you want to know what really went down on Saturday, read on.
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Hi All,
It has been too long since actually sitting down and without letting my emotions lead the narrative, put some coherent words together.
We’re sure going through some mad times aren’t we, eh?!
I mean, what the fuck?!
What the fucking fuck?!!
Are you people going to just continue going along with this?Do not put your children through that horror–IT’S JUST NOT FAIR!Do you really think it’s acceptable to put them through this abomination?
Can you imagine what kind of shit life this is going to be like for children. All around the world children need play and human interaction, they always have done, and what about the smaller ones who sometimes need a cuddle?
There is no justification for this!
What kind of adults will they turn out to be after years of this kind of conditioning?
FUCKING CHRIST PEOPLE, OPEN YOUR EYES AND YOUR MINDS AND SEE THAT THIS IS VERY WRONG!
What is it going to take to wake you fucking morons up for fuck’s sake? This is not a fucking joke, God knows I wish it was!
Just look around. Who do you know who has had this new ‘Black Death’? No one that’s who!
Sure, people have become ill, and many have died, and I lament them, seriously, I do. But have you forgotten that people die every year…it’s a natural part of the human condition.
Go on…check the figures.
You will see that there is very little difference in death rates this year compared to previous years. After all this wouldn’t you expect a huge spike in death rates to accommodate the massive number of Covid deaths that have been continually pumped down your throats by the main stream fucking media since this whole pack of lies started two months ago?But where is that spike?Nowhere to be seen.
Follow the money…it all leads all the way up to Bill fucking Gates and his sick desire to stick his poison into the arms of every man woman and child on the fucking planet!
And believe me, it really is poison!
It is experimental, and will not have gone through any kind of testing FACT.
Bill Gates...a man who has never received any medical training of any sort whatsoever, but who is now literally directing health policy over the entire globe.
You people have allowed yourselves to become so shit scared of this fake disease that when it becomes available you’ll be screaming out for the syringe, and no doubt you’ll demand it without even asking what shit is in it! What total, gullible acquiescence!
You fucking sheep! What the fuck is wrong with you?!
I’d grant you some licence if it was some kind of genius watertight plot. But it isn’t. It’s a tissue of lies shot through with so many holes that there is hardly any substance of it left.
They tell you to wear masks…doing so weakens your immune system. FACT
They tell you to stay indoors…where the ‘virus’ (if there was one) would thrive, as opposed to outside, where in the sunlight you would strengthen your body by producing vitamin D. FACT.
They tell you to keep social distancing, and to constantly wash and disinfect your hands…again weakening your immune system. FACT.
They tell you that an estate agent can come into your home, but your own grandmother cannot.FACT.
The Police, if you open your eyes long enough to notice them, are never social distancing from each other are they? Or from us while they are hassling us for not social distancing. Well I don’t know about you, but I haven’t heard of one single case of a copper going down or dying from this bollocks–funny that isn’t it?!
The curve that they wanted to flatten so desperately was, according to their own reporting on the main stream media, was flattened the week before we were all put under house arrest. FACT.
According to the government’s own website, a week before we were put under lock down they had downgraded Coronavirus to not being a highly communicable disease. FACT.
The hospitals are virtually empty, and many of the staff have been laid off. FACT.
Those that are still there have been so bored that they have taken to ‘Tick-Tocking’ their way through their shifts.
According to the official reports, they have been outrageously manipulating case/death figures…if you die of cancer, accident, or even suicide, the cause on your death certificate will be put down to Covid 19. FACT.
I don’t know if this applies in the UK, but American Doctors have been incentivised with lucrative bribes to classify all fatalities as Covid 19. FACT.
The test is completely unsuitable and totally inadequate for diagnosing this so called disease. FACT.
This pandemic was predicted by Dr. Anthony Fauci among others. FACT.
And they are predicting a ‘second wave’, most likely to hit us this winter. FACT. How can anyone predict a pandemic?
The original predicted figures were so far off, but designed to deliberately scare the shit out of the public…but the guy who presented them knew all along that they were a crock of shit, and so Niel Ferguson went out and completely disregarded them when he allowed his lover to come around his house for a night of fun. FACT.
5G did not cause this plandemic. FACT.
They have been very busy installing the 5G infrastructure while we have all been in lock-down. FACT.
5G when it comes fully on-line will completely ruin our world. FACT
5G will make people sicker.FACT.
These are not my facts you cretins, these facts are all available on-line, and are backed up by real credible experts.But there it is isn’t it.
It’s on-line, so it’s just conspiracy theory isn’t it.
‘The government would never do that to us would they? Of course not. No, no, no, never! It says so on the BBC. We don’t have to listen to your conspiracy bollocks.The papers tell us the facts thank you very much!’
You know what…It really is hard to stomach such utter intellectual snobbery.
How many more FACTS do you need to see the truth, and smell the bullshit?
Open your fucking eyes!Open your tiny minds!
For the love of Christ when will you people get up off your knees, and stop being such a nation of frightened, compliant, obedient little proles!
I shouldn’t have to be telling you this!
Where is the outrage?
Where’s the famous British fighting spirit?
WHERE’S YOUR FIGHTING SPIRIT FOR FUCK’S SAKE?!
Grow a fucking spine, and shout from the rooftops ‘ENOUGH! WE ARE NOT TAKING ANY MORE OF THIS SHIT!!’
Stop wearing masks!
Stop social distancing!
Open up your businesses!
Stop getting your information from the Main Stream Media. Get what truth there is of this situation on-line–you’ll never find it in the main stream media!
Do not get tested–it is a complete waste of time.
Do not sign up for the tracking app–it’s only purpose is to keep you under surveillance.
WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT TAKE THAT VACCINE!
DO NOT LET THEM VACCINATE YOUR CHILDREN!!
RESIST!
RESIST!
At all costs, RESIST!
YOU CANNOT DIE OF A DISEASE THAT DOES NOT EXIST!
I write all my blogs hoping that they would be read by anyone who wishes to look at them—you are all welcome. But the following page is specifically aimed at all my friends on my personal contact list, who should understand the relevance of this posting more than guests from outside, welcome as they all are.
If in the last few weeks I have upset any of you, then I sincerely apologise that was never my intention.
Spring forward!
That sublime time when the clocks go forward occurred this weekend, ushering in the Springtime, with its beauteous long days and lovely short nights.
The first few days here have been glorious, not a cloud in the sky to shield the warmth of the sun from our smiling, upturned faces, fantastic! Although the weather has now returned to type…cold overcast and windy…roll on Summer!
But alas, whatever the weather, wee cannot fully enjoy it as we would dearly love to, thanks that is to our virtual house arrest under to the ‘lockdown’.
But by very good fortune, we are moored up in the lovely wide expanse of the Chester Basin, a beautiful place. We were lucky because traffic on the canal, like everything else, is at a complete standstill there are plenty of vacant mooring spots here. The water point is just about fifty feet away, and the elsan station is just around the corner. Rubbish disposal is a short walk up to the top of the staircase locks, and there are no trees hindering our solar—what a spot! Perfect for being stuck here until this all blows over…which could well be the definition of the long haul.
It is a short ten minute walk into town if we need to get supplies in, and as the panic buying season seems to be ebbing away like like an army that has made an unsuccessful frontal attack on an impregnable fortress, there is no need just yet to mindlessly stockpile, rather we shop much as normal. While, of course, wearing gloves and observing the entirely sensible social distancing rules.
Taking full advantage of the superb weather, we spent all day Thursday and Friday giving CHURNET her spring clean. Caroline concentrating in the deepest innards of the boat, whilst I busied myself removing and scrubbing the canvass cratch cover that was sprouting green algae like Percy Thrower’s herb garden, and giving the roof, walls, and solar panels a thoroughly good wash down. All this frenzied activity got CHURNET back to her resplendent old self.
Friday saw the disappointing return to cold and windy weather, but I had a few jobs to do inside that included changing the oil in the gear box, and fitting a device that is supposed to protect the batteries from the dreaded sulphation—I know that our recently acquired Lead Carbon batteries are supposed to resist sulphation, bit this addition was a belt and braces job which I hope will protect our expensive investment.
But hang on a minute…easy tiger…
No, you haven’t turned over two pages by mistake.
The last you heard was that we were in Kidsgrove, having just recently come through the Harecastle tunnel, and were enjoying a few quick ones at the Blue Bell.
Oh, so much can change within a month, and Kidsgrove seems like a million miles, and a lifetime away.
So now we fester in lovely old Chester!
To find out how we crept up from there, and landed here, you’ll just have to read on and check out the latest pages of our unfolding journey.
Read on…
https://blue-sphinx.com/030-beware-the-idles-of-march-in-which-i-was-rather-cilly/
I left you last time as we were waiting in Stone, a pretty little market town on the Trent and Mersey Canal, south of Stoke On Trent.
The reason for my abrupt halt in the narrative was because my card reader, which allows me to transfer the photographs from the camera to the computer, had said ‘Bollocks to this! I’m off!’ and that was it…Kaput.
Well, the good news is that I’ve managed to ferret out a new one, and so we’re back in business…all systems go…Hurrah!
So here we go.
Stone. As I said, is a very pretty little market town, a few miles south of Stoke on Trent. We moored up in the middle of the town centre, near a good towpath—tarmac. The charming High Street of higgldy-piggldy buildings, is a great visit with a good choice of shops (mostly independent retail I’m happy to report,) a Morrisons, an Aldi, and an imposing parish church that sports a Mausoleum—last resting place of some Admiral, who I expect was, back in the day, a favourite son of the town, and all within a brisk walk from the canal.
During our explorations we stopped at the town’s old Post Office, now a ‘Spoons’ for a quick lifter, before moving on to a much more gratifying establishment, the Swan Inn…another high scorer at nine out of ten.
Here we enjoyed the usual beer and wine. The ale I sampled here was a new one on me, from the Stafford Brewery, at 5.7%, a potent and tasty quaff named Righteous Red—Mmmm! Delicious! It warmed the cockles of my heart, and I don’t mind telling you that they were in need of a spot of warming, it was a very chilly day!
As usual we befriended a local, Phil, another with an expansive knowledge of his town, and who was happy to spend an hour or so talking with us as we propped up the bar.
We stayed for a few more days before heading for Stoke which is, about ten miles and eight locks upstream, ‘Get your windlass out Darlin!’
What follows is taken from my daily journal….
Hi all,
Here I am again sending out a message from the good ship CHURNET. All is well, and I hope I find you all equally in good spirits.
I last left you in Atherstone, where with the usual fireworks, Jools Holland, fanfare, and whisky, in fine fettle, we saw in the New Year.
All well and good.
Soon after that, we set off on our Northward journey up the Coventry Canal, and stopped for the best part of a week at the pretty little town of Polesworth. A good mooring with rings (always a plus,) and a good concrete towpath.
It was here that we were forced by circumstance to discard our old lead acid batteries in favour of something a lot heavier, and a damn sight pricier, lead carbon.
Hi Folks!
Caroline and I want to wish all our readers and loyal fans a very Happy New Year, with great luck, good health, and happiness for the new decade to boot.
We saw the countdown to the New Year in at Atherstone, which is where we will be for the next few days.
So, what’s been going on?
It’s been some time since my last posting. Much of our journey since than has been over waterways that we have already visited, so not much to report really.
Nevertheless here’s what we have been up to since then…
You last saw us at Braunston…you must remember, I took a few photos to prove it!
Caroline returned from Bracknell, where she enjoyed a week of house-sitting whith just three cats and two dogs for company, while her family soaked up the Spanish sunshine.
With our plan to eventually visit the Llangollen Canal, (sometime in the New Yeear,) we left Braunston and headed back up the North Oxford Canal, staying a few days at again Hillmorton.
From there we carried on to Ansty…what a picturesque little dump!
Here we go again, like ’em or loathe ’em another Christmas is upon us, and I wanna wish you all well from the good boat CHURNET.
We are currently moored up on the beautiful Ashby Canal at a little town called Hinkley.
I am working on a blog with all the details from when I last posted, (Rugby, I think,) to now.
You might be wondering why it’s been a while since my last post. Well, to be honest there wasn’t much new to report, since we’ve already cruised this stretch of waterway (Though not the Ashby,), and what with it being Winter, we have not done much—mainly staying hunkered down on the boat, trying to keep warm and dry, and getting cabin fever!
We’ve had enough rain to make Noah run to B&Q for some more nails. planks, and roofing felt! Compare this to only a few months ago when we sweltered in 30 degree heat, and enjoyed a lot of time out on the towpath, or exploring the pubs and places on offer at the various towns we visited.
Never mind, we have now reached rock bottom (21st. December, the Winter solstice,) and from here the days will lengthen and before we know it the Spring will be upon us…roll on!
Caroline is spending Christmas back in Bracknell with the Grandchilblains…I hope she has the stamina! And I’ll be here on my lonesome, enjoying a quiet one.
We met a lovely guy, another Steve, in a pub here, and he and his wife plan to give me a knock on their way to the pub on Christmas Day, so I’ll be enjoying their good company.
Keep your eyes peeled for the next blog…coming soon, I’m working on it.
So dear friends and readers, Have a great Christmas, and a Happy New Year/Decade!
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