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Vehicle air fresheners for taxis. All takeaway flavours catered for would boost the taxi and takeaway industries hugely. Example; order the taxi when drunk, smell the kebab air freshener and off you go… A super cheap massive idea!

… write a full blog about a recent post on my fucking Facebook page, anyway: I posted a link about a family that are leaving the UK because of Brexit, they are moving to Germany. I mentioned that those who didn’t like the result and want to leave then do so as in ‘more please’ and that is simply my opinion. I was going to post the full thread and aggressive abuse that I received from my old ‘pal’ but…

I struggle with those that pretend to be poor and also those claiming they live in poverty but actually have a (very) comfortable life.

The link to the family that have decided to leave.

As mentioned before, those who do not accept (or agree not to accept) different opinions to their own are in a dangerous place. Without wrong, right and all the in-between dialogue, the village named Earth will carry on being fucked.

I keep adding to this short blog!

This is what he posted to erm Darren Beaker Dowson…

“Paul Stone; you’ve met the bloke in question, absolutely sick of hearing it from a fucker ain’t done a stroke of work in 5 years, but can have an allotment? pfft”

Best mentioned, one of my problems is that I have the well known condition – Sarcoidosis and do not like accusations of any type. I’m furious…

Remembering I worked through Remploy and then again my body packed in.

Ah, I’m also ex forces – Royal Air Force. I have also held hands and stroked a lady’s hair as she passed away.

Oh the evidence to this particular hypocritical right wing cunT, eh…

One thing is for sure and must now be on record in writing.

It shouldn’t happen for quite sometime but… My funeral will not be attended by my parents or siblings (brother and sister). Typing this post has caused me some discomfort as it bothered me as to what my parents and siblings would think?

Many of my bizarre dreams and nightmares are in fact true.

Once upon a time I posted some pretty funny shit on here, now it’s all about my health, life and politics.

Today I went to the dentist, they wanted to pull six teeth, I got them down to three and then decided no, I would rather pull two myself. A target is to have a first denture fit but and because of the sarcoidosis, I know I do not heal like a healthier person – I fear the dentures hugely.

Dentures irritate while settling in, I cannot risk any irritation as I know the sarcoid will have a bit of fun fucking me up so, I’m not going to do it. As in a previous post to this, the medics want to put me on some other mental health drugs, I spoke with my doctor and told him I’m not going to do it.

March 2017 was due to have had alot happen with me, so I decided to having nothing done, potentially it’s the most fucking fucked off I have been with my health since starting to be ill in my mid 40’s. Telling the dentist I simply would like my remaining 18 teeth to last for five years got a blank look.

No chance…

Thankfully, some of best and most calming musical compositions I’ve ever heard are here…

At the doctors on Friday, amongst going through some of my bone problems he said the psychiatrist has advised I go on anti-psychotic? medication.

I feel quite alot uneasy about this, but over the past year or so I have been struggling to split various life events into fact or imaginary? Should I be broadcasting this? Should I make it public that my medications are helping to destroy my body?

Sarcoidosis – medication – head – medication – bones – medication – sarcoid…

So, into oblivion while wanting to get through the next five years – only?