Paul was late in this morning.
He was riding on my CB 750, which I have started riding as my winter hack.
As he turned the corner, I knew there was a problem.

He had hit ice in camden and went down the road.
Luckily, he was ok and the bike, too.
A used footpeg and all was well.

Both rider and bike hard as nails.
Yahoo.

(DONT do it again - either of you)

Last weeks chemo appeared to have little side effects.
The weekend was spent with little vomiting and tiredness.

She has cracked it we both thought - yahoo.

Yesterday and especially today has been the nightmare.
Retching and constipation have nearly crippled her.

I returned to london yesterday.
So now feel completely helpless.

My thoughts and prayers are with you, lady.

An alarm had been going off all afternoon, in our street.
No-one takes any notice of alarms anymore, except for the direct neighbours.

Then, a fire engine pulls up.
(Perhaps I should have investigated ?)

Shortly afterwards, a call for digital thermal cameras to be sent was heard.
Over my computer speakers.

My mobile broadband internet signal goes down,
likewise my mobile phone.

An hour later, there are still no police, no ambulances, nothing.

The Fire Brigade have now gone and all is quiet again.
And I can now get on the web and make calls.

How strange ?

Another copy and paste post.

(PilotsFor911Truth.org)

- Newly decoded data provided by an independent researcher and computer programmer from Australia exposes alarming evidence that the reported hijacking aboard American Airlines Flight 77 was impossible to have existed. A data parameter labeled "FLT DECK DOOR", cross checks with previously decoded data obtained by Pilots For 9/11 Truth from the National Transportation Safety Board through the Freedom Of Information Act.

On the morning of September 11, 2001, American Airlines Flight 77 departed Dulles International Airport bound for Los Angeles at 8:20 am Eastern Time. According to reports and data, a hijacking took place between 08:50:54 and 08:54:11[1] in which the hijackers allegedly crashed the aircraft into the Pentagon at 09:37:45. Reported by CNN, according to Ted Olson, wife Barbara Olson had called him from the reported flight stating, "...all passengers and flight personnel, including the pilots, were herded to the back of the plane by armed hijackers..."[2]. However, according to Flight Data provided by the NTSB, the Flight Deck Door was never opened in flight. How were the hijackers able to gain access to the cockpit, remove the pilots, and navigate the aircraft to the Pentagon if the Flight Deck Door remained closed?[3]

Founded in August 2006, Pilots For 9/11 Truth is a growing organization of aviation professionals from around the globe. The organization has analyzed Data provided by the National Transportation Safety Board for the Pentagon Attack, the events in Shanksville, PA and the World Trade Center attack. The data does not support the government story. The NTSB/FBI refuse to comment. Pilots For 9/11 Truth do not offer theory or point blame at this point in time. However, there is a growing mountain of conflicting information and data in which government agencies and officials along with Mainstream Media refuse to acknowledge. Pilots For 9/11 Truth Core member list continues to grow.

When I was young er, live fast die young was the motto.
As it was for my similar aged peers.

Death happened to other people.
Usually older people.
We mourned them then moved on.

As we get older, life becomes more precious.
Our own children plug us into our mortality.
We slow down, take care and think of the future.

Death still haunts us.
We mourn and take even longer to move on.
We become fearful of death.

Afraid of the inevitable !?
Pretending there is a choice ?!
Not now but later.

It would be tragic if it wasnt comic.

Just returned from a weekend at Abbies.

Chemo round 3 was on thursday and, as usual, hit her hard.
Constantly retching and vomiting - jesus.
Broken sleep added to the mix.

No contact with work.
Little contact with friends. (risk of infection)
No life and mood very low...

Abbie - you are so much more stronger than me.

Aahh.
Electric blankets.

Abbie bought me one last year and it transformed my winter nights.
I have made my bed with it this week and chuckle when i use it.

Tis surely a sign of old age...
and i dont care.

Noticed I am running and rarely walking.
Not far and not for too long.

I become slightly breathless and stop.
I have even worked up a sweat.

Feeling better for it ?
Er..

Another possible 'hate crime' in the press and another death.
Reports of 'packs of yobs' roaming our estates and 'unsafe' streets.

'More Police', comes the call.
'Spy on your neighbours', some London councils have already called.

All this happens because WE allow it.

WE dont get involved anymore.
WE dont talk to our neighbours.
WE dont look out for each other anymore.
WE dont unite and fight back.

Dont - Wont.

WE have no one to blame but ourselves.