Well its Sunday and as I have said many
times Sunday in cyberspace is quiet much as it is the real world, today has not
been helped by the continuing rain, wind and cold which continues to dominate
the minds of many. Us Brits love to moan about the weather and just at present
there is much to moan about. Still Doris the Steam Powered Duck is happy enough going round
and round in her pond, occasionally peering over at the star jelly which still
sticks out from under the patio in a slightly menacing way. I still have not
found out what this stuff is and Mr Jones is never going to convince me it’s an
alien, and his attempts to communicate with the jelly substance so far has
proved fruitless. Although I will say the jelly is the right colour for a
fruitless Jelly . . . . HAH HAH AH HA HAH HA HAH AH HHAH AH HA H HAH HAH HA H HAH Hha ha ha ha hah ah ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
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The Ghost Writer and Mrs
Ghost Writer, Mr Charlie and Miss Jane were here last night and we all ate
curry as it is Mrs Ghost Writers Birthday today (happy Birthday Mrs Ghost
Writer). Luckily this year I have been able to give her a unique present
something that under normal circumstances is almost impossible to buy and would
no doubt cost huge amounts of money to purchase. . . . . I have given Mrs Ghost
Writer a jar of Alien Jelly although she did not look quite as pleased as I was
hoping she might.
I am wondering if I could
sell Alien Star Jelly on E bay it is elusive stuff and may sell for loads of
money. Mind you my efforts to get the local conservationist and wildlife folk
interested did not go well they apparently say aliens, particularly jelly ones
are outside the parameters of their constitution and folk might laugh at them.
. . . . . . . . . Well they laughed at Sir Walter Raleigh until he invented the
bicycle and now look, we all use them to go to the chip shop. . . . . . .
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A photo taken a few nights ago
