If only I had had ambition, petitions my inner voice, as I wander up my street of rundown terraces. Wandering, wandering, after a boring day of work.
Last modified: 22 September 2021
If only I had had ambition, petitions my inner voice, as I wander up my street of rundown terraces. Wandering, wandering, after a boring day of work.
This blog comprises copious footnotes on all manner of assorted wonderment, both random and obscure.
If you have an intense hatred of lefty liberal snowflakes, this blog probably isn’t for you.
But members of the international moaning and groaning fraternity are always welcome.
Remember: knowledge is realising that a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in your fruit salad.
Be strong,
serve God only
Know that if you do,
beautiful heaven awaits