Before the internet was invented, melts like this gravitated towards teaching where they shovelled their bigoted mediocrity onto unwilling subjects like me. God knows what schools have descended to since, now that these sorts have migrated towards monetising their uselessness on YouTube.
Author: dickiewhiteblog
29th March – How can you say, I go about things the wrong way?
He has a point, although, to be fair, I did mention this at the beginning, when I called Proust a ponce. I wonder if he thought I meant nonce, not ponce? Too late now. And this isn’t an argument about 1984; it’s about sun and air. And suffocation.
Mar 25th – Little things I should have said and done, I just never took the time.
‘Have you ever considered that perhaps you used up your life’s ration of good luck within its first twenty-four hours?’
16th March – It’s so very lonely, you’re six hundred light years from home.
Oh God, it is one of those chats. Massive, hole-boring, criticism that will lay a time-bomb in my foundations, all dressed up as pep-talk.
5th Mar – I hear you talking, when I’m on the street.
My position, in short: that once you step down from the conveyor belt, you surrender your natural position in life, no longer capable of resuming that which you were once destined to be.
1st Mar – Ils se sont trouvés au bord du chemin, Sur l’autoroute des vacances.
Stuck to a slab of Kendal Mint Cake in the latest delivery from the Red Cross, was a partially solved solution to the crossword set on 8th Sept [https://dickiewhitesdiary.com/2022/09/08/8th-sept-its-only-words-and-words-are-all-i-haveto-take-your-heart-away/]. As such, it is the resounding winner. https://www.youtube.com/embed/FgxwKEuy-pM?start=10&end=68 The following prize will be sent post-haste to a Jeremy James Brummitt, bloodstock consultant, of Cheshire, England: a … Continue reading 1st Mar – Ils se sont trouvés au bord du chemin, Sur l’autoroute des vacances.
16th Feb – Accent, you ate the positive.
It's as if Gary Lineker had sired a bastard offspring with Simon Armitage, and I had been shat out of The Poet Laureate’s breeches.
Feb 2nd -I’ve heard the gossip from the street to the slammer, they’re tryin’ to see if Dizzee stays true to his grammer.
Given that it will transform literature and the written word for the rest of history from hereon, the fee I ask, I think, is modest in the circumstances.
Jan 23 – Stuck inside these four walls, sent inside forever, never seeing no one… nice again… like you, маму. Youeroou, маму. Yoouereroooou…
And we become confirmed in this view as we now receive hints of a hatchet-job commissioned by God’s inner circle (Tammy Wynette, Thora Hird, Roy Castle, George Formby, John Conteh, James Stewart, and Sammy Davis Jr).
18th Jan – We would sing, and dance around, because we know, we can’t be found.
God said 'Abraham, kill me a son,' And Abraham asked, 'Which one?' To which God replied, ‘Well, if there isn’t one that you perceive as a threat, kill the one who most gets on your nerves, I suppose.’
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