England a from a tourists perspective

a lovely post Aug 20 2011, a charming record of your visit and much to agree with, Mr Beard may not have agreed on the title “the celts, but he would have been living in denial to deny those peoples existences of which 50 tribal names are known, RE: paragraph four, I could not agree more as a person who sadly remains in london to uphold the level of english spoken in public here, but our political betters have run with liberalism too far, you know when immigration has gone too far, is when tourists cant seem to hear or find the people they imagine to inhabit a culture, next time might I recommend chichester or lewes, hazlemere on the south coast, Once home of the Regnenses and the Cantiaci perhaps a trip to some of the south downs smaller towns the yew grove at kingley vale the trundle, and butser ancient farm an onsite reconstruction of a celtic era village.

A once upon a time girlfriend of Jim Morrison … blog post critique

SUNDAY, MARCH 04, 2012
I Say, It’s My Birthday!
definately the me and my generation, though tinged with sadness the blog post has not one response.

Kind of crept up on me this year…nothing special planned. A quiet day as usual, with filet mignon for dinner and chocolate pound cake w/vanilla ice cream and one candle. And of course a rummage on eBay for a smallish present to myself, nothing extravagant—perhaps a pretty teapot, as I’ve been getting into cuppa territory recently.
“bearable and moderate”

I don’t really have anything profound to say on turning 66. It certainly doesn’t feel ancient or anything; though a few joints have gotten a little creakier, all else is much the same. The plans for last year (TV series) fell through, sadly and disappointingly, but this year I’m going to try to knock out two books
“hmm knock out ? lets hope that doesnt involve any sacrifice to their signal or merit”

to make up for it. Apart from that, no real resolutions except the usual: go to the gym and work out more,
“the gym and the hope implied in it to live a bit longer is small scale repugnant, im sure Jim would have disapproved”

get out more with friends, GET some more local friends, tidy up my bomb site of an apartment…like that.
“honest ambitions, but I dint think “GET” local friends might imply they were by the pound, but still a good ambition as a 60’s gal your recognising your locality as something worth investigating from a people perspective, compared to the love of the foreign people and climbs that dominated the imagination of the 60’s youth”

But those are all good things to plan, and not so extravagant as to be impossible of achievement. On the whole, and with a few exceptions, I’m well pleased with how my life has turned out. And that’s nice to be able to say. At least I think it is…
“true it might be worth worrying that bragging about how you life turned out seems a little gauche”