for my downunder friend.

shit.

pictures posted are of Crete taken the last time we went and where we are going this year.Still can not see them on my computer so don,t know if I am posting the same picture twice.

restore

have tried a system restore to before the problem accured

still no pics.

If you have any computer geniuses were you are frog I need help my blog pictures appear on other peoples computers but not mine.

frog

It seems that when I try to comment to frog it always comes across wrong, its getting that way now that I don,t want to comment in case I upset frog "someone I will never meet in my life". I don,t mean to sound negative but I suppose because I,m old and in my head think that I may not have long time too live then I have started thinking its about time I did things that please me and not other people. Frog seems to put herself through a lot at a time of her life when frog should be having a good time. Frog I have very strange views on things so you will have too forgive my eccentricities. I mean how can intelligent people believe in a god. Getting carried away now I don,t normally write on my blog.

getting tense

ok I have been on a friends computer and the pictures I posted appear when Iopen my blog but on my computer they don,t appear, I have tryed deleting temporary Internet files and turning my pop ups on but that did nothing.

may have too create a new blog can,t do pictures, will try again tomorrow.It says its uploaded the picture but IT doesn,t appear and I don,t know what to do.

don,t seem to be able to upload pictures

poem

I woke up early one morning
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far of places
Of laughter and of fun
It seemed his very trilling
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fucking head.
I,m not a morning person.

god not more photos.

Went in a shed where I have some stuff stored an found hundreds of photographs, it would take me a life time to scan them all in and clean them up. Me practicing fire eating.

The baby is my father Tom taken in 1919.

me on the right motorcycle with Mary who married Stuart on the other motorcycle with my sister Bronwyn .

me at my aunties age about 16.

me in the middle with my brother and sister.

third from the right on front row.

me about 1951.

round like a circle in a spiral.

listening to slide.

gym night.

The soldier picture came out really well wish I had taken it at a higher definition.

Money,money,money.

Out of my back door. My gnome he,s resting over winter.

A Rolls Royce a Ferrari a Mercedes SL65 and a Bentley all within 100yds of each other, half a million pounds the lot maybe more and another Smart car for frog.