Brian Snellgrove's personal diary

I have got to hand it to the Romans. They infiltrated in so many countries and so many places. Through some amazing bush telegraph they came to Somerset and mined for tin and lead. I wonder how it worked speaking to people in Latin.

We went to a wood, camera at the ready, to record whatever we came across.  Today Good Friday was cold but very bright which gave us a chance for some great photography. Unfortunately they did not come out to my satisfaction but suffice to say that we found plenty of lead slugs and the equivalent of dross. The Romans were amazingly productive.

a few days later….

I have not  been active on the diary for about a week. I find that my routine of adding to my web site, ZOOM meetings, the occasional telephone chat, keeps me going but not over stimulated. I resort to sitting in front of a live fire with Francoise whilst watching TV or reading.

This morning we had a meeting of our Christian Mens Group. In a relaxed surrounding it is interesting that more personal facts and opinions come out. We were discussing the history and the politics of our group. We decided the way forward was to see how we could serve people without attaching the world ‘Christian’ in the first instance. We felt that the jump from a secular society to a Christian stance was too much. We felt we should offer a neutral welcome and offer of fellowship in a neutral mode for example advertising a ramble or a children’s care group.

The act of getting together in a fellowship it in itself a catalyst. We spent about 90 minute in my front room talking of this and that, and at the end we had moved forward an understanding without having ‘tried’ to do so.

This is the way to go. Synchronicity and empathy cannot be rushed or engineered.

Health-wise we are generally OK but are suffering from a lack of sleep. Maybe more exercise and fresh air will do the trick.

My writings these days are less frequent due to – a black and white landscape of conformity, masks, bad news, lies, deceit. We have to focus on our own spirit and maintain our momentum when all is crashing around us or will do so.

I am a member of a men’s Christian group which meets fortnightly via Zoom. They are fond of saying that ‘God is in control’. Maybe my faith is weak but after reading the article below could someone please explain to me exactly how he/she is in control.

I am exceptionally cross-fertilizing material from my sites. This is from conservativewoman.co.uk   The link is here.

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ONE year after the Government announced a three-week lockdown to ‘flatten the curve’ of the transmission of SARS-CoV-2, there can no longer be any doubt that the position in Britain and elsewhere has nothing to do with any medical emergency, and probably never did.

This is not to claim there was never a pandemic, but that the policies enacted in response cannot be explained or justified by any reasonable concern for public health. Every element of the justification for the lockdowns that have been imposed across the world is baseless scientifically, without exception.

Further, the deception and repression which the implementation of lockdown has involved cannot be accounted for as honest errors or incompetence.

Censorship of alternative perspectives, the creation of a legal framework for installing a police state, and now the roll-out of experimental vaccines with questionable health benefits and seemingly zero political or social benefits (given that mask mandates and lockdown still persists) all indicate a conscious intention to deceive.

Again, lockdown has absolutely no relation to any medical emergency. The policy is based entirely on political criteria and implemented in the service of political objectives.

The extent to which the members of the current government and the national elite, the most mediocre in the history of Britain, fully grasp this is an open question.

A global plan can be conjectured from the common outlines of the policies executed across different states and nations. If this be the case, what is the political agenda?

One objective of the social control measures, not excluding the deployment of the corporation-funded militia BLM last summer, appears to be to infantilise and tyrannise the population as a preliminary step towards centralising global political-corporate control.

With the destruction of economic independence, the elimination of social differentiation and the reduction of the population into an aimless, shapeless mass (as distinct from the political elite) freedom transforms into a privilege, defined as the absence of its deprivation, and made conditional on political obedience.

Who or what is driving this agenda forward is more complex and subtle than a single centre of malevolence. The network which today controls the West is an aggregate of minor ethical defeats, shallow motives, misplaced loyalties, naked opportunism, faulty thinking, cynicism, greed, and megalomaniacal delusions.

It is composed of journalists and politicians, actors playing scientists and pharmaceutical executives, demented billionaires and agents of the CCP. And normal people, who for one reason or another wish to avoid confronting the reality that they are living in a world in which normality has ceased to function as an ethical position.

Many of the architects of the current situation don’t fully understand what they are doing. Some try to convince themselves that they are doing the right thing, others suffer no illusions, or no conception of a difference between right and wrong. Some believe they need to save the world. Others want only to save their jobs or reputations. What defines them generally is private interest, camouflaged by self-deception, which adds up to a collective enterprise which is moving in a certain way.

Self-interest is the reason that the government is now more scared of ending the pandemic than prolonging it. When/if the emergency ends, the wreckage of the orgy of corruption over which Johnson and his allies have presided presents a set of questions to which they have no answers. Accordingly, the crisis cannot end so long as this clique remains in power.

Those who stand to gain from the new normal include politicians, the media and other parts of the establishment. It whispers an opportunity to join the highest echelons of power, as permanent administrators of an ex-democratic country, to become powerful and rich in their own right, like the inner circle of the CCP. Directed towards this goal, they sacrifice the principle of justice, suppress all ethics, disregard entirely the welfare of the people, and affirm allegiance to an international consortium of corporate and political concerns.

The rhetoric of ‘decolonisation’ which now underwrites cultural agendas across the West is part of this dynamic. The colony is Britain, or other individual Western countries. The term refers to the revocation of national autonomy and the elimination of national identity, as the territory is placed under direct control, as in Xinjiang, Hong Kong or Tibet.

What BLM and LGBTQ+ designate are artificial categories stripped of specificity and context: they have no relation whatsoever to any authentic cultural or ethnic group. What Starmer, Biden, Schumer and Pelosi and the Metropolitan Police all kneeled before, as US cities burned last year, wasn’t racial justice, a propaganda fantasy of corporate strategy, but global power.

Trump was removed from power for attempting to represent the interests of Americans against the interests of the global corporate centre. Johnson, less the leader of an independent nation and more the satrap of the global empire, has no comparable ambitions for the British. As Sir Desmond Swayne noted in the House of Commons, speaking to empty benches in March last year, we are in a situation of State capture.

The faction which is today calling the shots is not concealed: it includes above all Bill Gates (whose foundation has invested heavily in Sage), the WHO, the Centers for Disease Control, Neil Ferguson, Chris Whitty, the Wellcome Trust, Imperial College, Johns Hopkins Medical School and lockdown advocates in other countries, including Anthony Fauci, whose US National Institute of Allergies and Infectious Disease supported ‘gain of function’ research on coronaviruses in the Wuhan lab now believed by US State Department analysts to be the point of origin for SARS-CoV-2.

Explicitly identified by Dominic Cummings in his testimony to the Science and Technology Committee last week as the architect of Britain’s vaccines planning, Gates is not a Bond villain operating on his own initiative. He is closer to a project manager, working in collaboration with partners including the CCP, other oligarchs and their foundations, and associated global corporate interests. The World Economic Forum is the central committee of these interests, but Klaus Schwab also is a functionary rather than the author of the enterprise, which has no single author. The ‘great reset’ is the work of a committee, not a single vision.

Hence the vagueness of a slogan designed to mean different things to different people, to the point where it is possible to reconcile within it the ideas of Prince Charles with Schwab’s transhumanism, the antithesis, under the rubric of a shared concern for the environment.

What now seems on the cards is less a reset than an acceleration of the devastation of the last two decades with technocratic globalism replacing democracy and capitalism, a doctrine of collective guilt, and privilege replacing freedom, and behaviourism replacing human dignity as homo imago dei.

The future will be characterised by new restrictions on movement, restrictions on speech, restrictions on free enterprise, rolling campaigns of psychological terrorism, intimidation and suppression of the opposition, and total surveillance of the population.

In effect, lockdown will never end, but instead be concretised as a lockdown without walls. The device for achieving this objective is the vaccine passport.

Vaccine passports are not about vaccination: rather they will facilitate the implementation of a new system of control. For the elites, they will confer freedoms to move around a new world without borders. Meanwhile, the masses will not be allowed to leave their countries or cities, or eventually perhaps even their houses.

The destruction of the private sector and the immiseration of the middle class which has defined the economic story of the last twelve months have created the conditions for the second phase in the new order: the elimination of cash.

What is coming is a universal basic income, paid in digital currency which must be spent in global businesses on certain products, and cannot be invested or transferred.

Tethered to social credit, which will be linked to vaccination status and speech policing, those articulating opposition to the priorities of the new regime will be flagged for violations and cut off from accessing society, as easily as anti-lockdown scientists were removed from YouTube or the President of the United States was removed from social media.

Global government is not considering these policies: it has already decided on them.

In September 2019, ID2020, a digital identity initiative organised by Gates, launched a trial programme to ‘leverage immunisation as an opportunity to establish digital identity’ in collaboration with the government of Bangladesh.

These policies are coming to Great Britain. The campaign of psychological warfare of the last twelve months has consisted of an operation to render them not only plausible but desirable to the point where one now reads the amazing argument that the ‘vaccine passport gives us freedom’.

What is crucial to appreciate is there are no natural limits to how twisted and repressive this system can become. The record of the last twelve months, with the elites’ total disregard for human rights, the rule of law, and the principle of truth, together with a willingness to inflict endless suffering on other people, in the service of political objectives, in the context of a campaign of global psychological and economic terrorism, suggests no basis for extending any benefit of doubt.

Perhaps there are benevolent and wise authorities in whom, in circumstances of real emergency, society would be prepared to place its trust. But Bill Gates and friends, individuals seemingly devoid of any spiritual attainments, are not those authorities.

In the first phase of the pandemic, Gates Foundation-funded propaganda models projecting hospital capacity would be overwhelmed resulted in a policy to empty them by cancelling routine treatments and releasing elderly untested patients into care homes.

The policy resulted in the excess deaths of tens of thousands in the United Kingdom and elsewhere and a backlog of six million patients that will kill hundreds of thousands more.

Around the same time came efforts by public health officials to discourage and suppress cheap, simple and effective treatments to give pharmaceutical companies a captive market for lucrative experimental vaccines. This policy was similarly bloody.

The cruelty which the British government is now inflicting on young children continues to defy every standard of morality. Schools, which should never have closed, are now returning under a regime of psychological conditioning including pointless and obsessive testing and a mandate to wear dehumanising masks.

These measures have just as little basis in any medical necessity as the CCP/Gates Foundation lockdowns: they are psychological control techniques devised by Communist Party member Susan Michie and other Sage behavioral scientists to humiliate and compel submission, and amount to child abuse at a national scale.

Johnson, a man without convictions, or even the capacity to form convictions, has implemented all this in Britain purely for self-interest, weakness, and inertia, likewise his cabinet of pygmies, likewise broken robot Starmer, likewise Gates Foundation tools of Sage, likewise the police who have betrayed their oath, likewise the actors playing editors or journalists or conservatives, likewise everybody else who chooses to comply.

Off to Glastonbury for the Spring Equinox. Due to the continuing Covid restrictions, Chalice Well was closed for group events but still open for pilgrims. They had just dressed the well-head and beautiful did it look.

I wandered around whilst Francoise spent time in meditation.

This was a small chapel off the High Street available for prayer and meditation.

Oh dear when will this madness stop. We went to Wells on a whim, the weather being fairly good. A walk down the High Street confirmed our fears, that many shops that we had taken for granted would likely not open again. Do they get relief on their rent and rates?  I don’t think so.  They are being squeezed from both ends. This included my favorite pub, one that served good quality drinks and cheap prices, and had a lovely garden where you could escape from the heat of summer.

We went to the Bishops Garden – well populated by people with no masks. Francoise met a man who was gardening, he used to work in the kitchen but has taken so much to garden work that he has resigned his jobs at the Cathedral and is going to re-train as a landscape gardener. Forced relocation you might say but in his case not much force was needed.

Here follow some pictures of this ever-changing environment.

We then popped in to the Rocky Mountain Garden Centre. It was very strange how everyone wore a mask except us though most of them were outside. In the Wells gardens, virtually no one wore a face covering. We then went to collect some fish and chips from Hartleys Restaurant. I saw the sign below which further endeared me to them

We went off yesterday Friday to have fish and chips at Hartley’s tearooms  (a slight misnomer as they serve breakfast and lunch). We consumed them in our car as you cant sit down in a cafe until …….date ? when covid inexplicably goes to sleep.

Prior to that we went to Rocky Mountain Nursery. Next to them is a shop that sells a variety of practical bric a brac and household items. There were closing down signs outside accompanied by a 50% discount.  Francoise went in and purchased a few things. She asked the proprietor what he was going to do as he has been running the business for years and he looked down and said ‘I dont know’. He was near to tears.

Francoise had to leave the shop as she felt tearful also. This is the price we have to pay. Multiply that thousands of times up and down the high street and there will be some indication of the destruction wrought upon this country of UK and indeed western society in general.

It is a strange time when I have to remind myself what day it is. Here we are a year in to the period 2020-2030 during which the world is slated to be completely reconstituted and controlled by artificial intelligence. ‘They’ have not done a bad job (for them anyway) and its only a year in. The public are so gullible it makes me cringe.

I have about 800 books. I need to read them all at at least ten yearly intervals but that is a hopelessly optimistic goal.  The problem is. they are all good.  I must tear myself away from TV more. Easier said than done.

I am reading Bill Brysons ‘At Home’. I love his reading style. It’s a ‘page turner’ as they say.

Last night we had much wind, and sheds on the allotment which I did not expect to succumb did indeed do so.

I woke shortly after 8 am worried that my full care service and MOT due on Tuesday would run over to Wednesday when i had booked a precious slot at the local re-cycle. We have a new system which I quote like where you book a time on the Internet – a 15 minute slot – and turn up thus avoiding the queues which can often appear.

I decided to see if there was a cancellation and sure enough – there was. The one and only slot was offered – for 9 am.  Quick as a flash I booked it. Francoise jumped out of bed to assist the loading of the car.  We went via the allotment and made it with three minutes to spare.

I did not quite like the look on the receptionist’s face – ‘blank and puzzled’ was the best description. I said I had booked and showed him the booking to prove it. Only one problem, in my haste I had booked for the depot in Bath, a good 30 minute drive away.   Quite how this could have happened escapes me but there I was, sitting like a lemon with a car full of spoil.   The man kindly let me in ‘this time’.

My problems had not ended. I could not get the rear door of the car open because it was jammed by a few small branches so we had to unload through the side doors but eventually through kicking the rear door several times I managed to open it. We finally unloaded and left without further ado.

I worked hard on the Internet site yesterday Sunday  so decided to have a day off (which means working about four hours instead of eight). I had a nap during the afternoon and tidied up papers and fiddled around in the garden.

I uploaded some quite dreadful work (I mean – content that causes dread) which was about how the  vaccine which is not a vaccine at all interferes with the DNA. In the second shot it introduces new instructions into the body with all sort of programming implications. All those who want to be robots controlled by AI, step this way.

What a relief to see fewer people wearing the dreaded mask. We parked out of town and went for a country and woodland walk.

Today I sold my foldable bike for fear I would have an accident. I am wobbly sometimes and do not want to risk ending up in hospital. I advertised it on the local FaceBook pages and had 16 replies within a few hours. I offered it to the first person on the list (first come, first served)

The moat around Wells cathedral gardens

A clever idea for a seat – though slightly rough

A very old pill box

Brutalist architectural feature

Last night I attended a ZOOM meeting. The conversation was slated to be on covid.  After the usual gay banter we got down to it. I told the 12 attendees that I had a covid web site and gave a demo of what it contained. I had organised a private page on my site so people could input whatever they felt was appropriate without the general public seeing it.

I led a discussion on how we change people’s mind or how we influence others. This elicited one or two comments. Then everyone split up into groups of four. ZOOM calls them ‘breakout rooms’ and I left them alone for 25 minutes. I could have joined in one of them but I decided they would be more spontaneous left to their own devices. At the end of the time we reconvened.

What followed was to me a demoralizing episode. The Christians’ attitude in the room was ‘God is in Charge’. I do not disagree with this in principle but a glance at what is actually going on would be a good idea.  There was no questioning of the ‘vaccine’ or the ethics of taking it or recommending it.  One person said that not taking the vaccine would be tantamount to not loving one’s neighbor presumably because I would infect them. Funny, the manufacturers do not claim that the vaccine changes transmission rates.

I told them that the whole was far too complicated to tell at one sitting, and the happenings before 2010 would take a whole evening but no one responded or blinked an eye.

It was clear that conformity was a solid wall around a castle.

I was asked to sum up, and I quickly realised that if I told them even one fact for example ‘the vaccine is not a vaccine within the accepted definition of the word’ I would lose everyone.   Eventually, all I said was that my site attempts to reflect all views and I preferred to be a referee rather than a player. Even this produced its own suspicion. One asked me how I filter out the fake news. I could have said that the BBC is the biggest fake news producer of all time.( If the BBC had investigated the truth there would be no ‘pandemic’ in the UK and the country would not be in the broken state that it is now).

My attitude is that I have done my duty of care. I made some recommendations of what to start reading – three Christian doctors and researchers whose opinion I trust.   I felt that the group were acting like hypnotized subjects. I have nothing against them as people and we are a jolly and communicative crowd. However,  fear can do strange things to the human psychology.

It was a sad evening as I have to keep my mouth shut on certain matters or remove myself from the group.

I read a most interesting and relevant article about the power of thoughts. I commend it to everyone who is assailed by negative thoughts and thinking. Here it is.

As a discipline we must get out and about. This is a simple walk up a lane, through some fields and back home with a good appetite for lunch. About a couple of miles, a windless day alas with no sun but soothing to the spirit never-the-less.

We never tire of walking in these ancient places. Due to the lockdown we had not been for some months so on this lovely day, off we went. We set our GPS to the Sweet’s Tearooms beloved of cyclists. Evidently, sitting inside is banned until late March but the staff did a good job offering a takeaway service. However the lines were too slow moving so off we went.

Come with us on this pictorial guide.

This used to be a railway line to Glastonbury and from thence to Bournemouth. Day return in 1962 1 shilling 10 p

On the way I met a young lady who showed us her bag made of hemp. I found myself congratulating and respecting her for ‘having got this far against so many challenges’. I have no idea why I said it.  When I become impressed by something I have to share it.  What is to be lost. If she thinks I am mad then never mind.  I have to say that she said she ‘felt emotional’ when I spoke so I hope something was triggered. I shall never know.

I am hoping to give a talk on Covid to a group of Christian men. This morning I was perplexed, feeling that if I came on ‘full blast’ I would alienate people so by strange coincidence I rang the organizer to discuss at about the same time as he was thinking about calling me for the same reason.

Any matter irrespective of the detail needs to be seen from three different view points.  Historical – how it came to manifest, nuts and bolts (what is going on at the moment) and inter-dimensionally – how it affects our spiritual nature – the body mind spirit complex.  This requires work. Big subject like covid are world-changing. You need to spend substantial time getting down and studying the topic to make any sense of it, including historical factors that don’t appear to have anything to do with covid such as the Georgia Guidestones.

Today I baked my own bread. In recent times I had a failure in that the bread did not rise.  I finally discovered that this was due to the yeast being out of date. It just takes one wrong link in the chain.

Today, wonderful sun, the allotment car park was full.  I loved seeing the children in one family jumping around with joy and anticipation.  It is also somewhat of a record. I cannot remember wearing shorts in February  but here am I  resplendent in them.

A letter from the Mall Gallery in London. Their finances are severely down due to lack of customers both the public and corporate so they are appealing for money.

What do I hear. From a date in April you can get beer in a pub for take-away?  This is year one of ten during which Western society is being systematically dismantled. Denying people their pubs and their sporting events based in a ‘virus’ from which 99.99% of people recover.  What could possibly be wrong in that.

I heard that Ian R. Crane, organiser of the Alternative View conferences and courageous campaigner died last Thursday. He will be missed. Its up to others to light the fire and carry the flame.

The Avon and Kennet canal (from Bath going east) is our refuge from ‘civilization’ with the one exception of cycles that are ridden far too fast and do constitute a danger.

Here follows a pictorial series of observations on a warm but not sunny day.

To view, click the printer icon on the top right and the images will become bigger.

The first example is a chicken house. Yes it is, and it is on the canal and it looks permanent.
I wonder if planning permission has been obtained.

The example at the bottom: is this a generator or a ventilator?

I am watching a fascinating video about an Indian lady who was murdered by her sister in law and transferred to another lady 100 km away. The lady assumed the personality of the deceased and remained in the body until her death 13 years later. This is evidence for the survival of human consciousness.

Geoffrey Mishlove has a wonderful stage presence. I commend it to anyone who wants to know the meaning of ‘walking your talk’ Here it is.

Next Thursday week I am due to give a 20 minute talk on Covid and its implications.   I know here and now that my bombshell  will not be appreciated by a conservative group of Christian men (Frome) but I have to do it.   We are really in the last times as described in the Book of Revelation.

Chapter 13, v 16 It also forced all people, great and small, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hands or on their foreheads, 17 so that they could not buy or sell unless they had the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of its name.

I refer to my website and to numerous references to damage caused by the vaccine and the novel and untested nature of it. Us humans are the guinea pigs. What do you know?

Almost continuous rain these days. Francoise is itching to get out into the garden but it is just too wet.   Our allotments have seen a change in treasurer. With everyone in the banks working from home it is difficult to get them to do anything – even such a simple thing as getting a mandate so the outgoing treasurer has agreed to stay on de facto and sign cheques when needed.

It was Amanda who did my eye injection on this occasion. I now go every 2 months to the hospital maybe for reasons of economy. I do appreciate feedback on how my eyes all going but I don’t get that consultation come out just the treatment which I suppose is better than nothing.

It was a rainy day when I set off for the hospital. I’m getting more and more intolerant of (or is it sympathetic towards) people who wear masks and just today I listened to a very good video about the fact that people have become hypnotized and controlled through the incessant publicity of the mainstream media. This adds to my feeling it is a waste of time to try and engage on an intellectual discussion with people who are wearing masks or going to have their vaccinations.

On my way to the hospital I witnessed two sad situations. There was a man who didn’t seem to have a throat. He could only speak when he pressed a button hidden beneath a scarf around his neck. Even then I could not understand what he was saying.  I just nodded politely and he gave up after a couple of efforts.

In the hospital itself, I was aware of someone shouting and I realized that this was a seriously disturbed young man who could not even speak words. All he could manage was grunting and shouting at intervals. His parents and particularly his mother tussled his hair so lovingly. I cannot believe that the parents have the energy to put up with this on a 24/7 basis.

A small event but someone with a mask on tried to smile at me (probably out of force of habit) but the impact was minimal for obvious reasons. Why when there are so many studies showing that masks are useless indeed dangerous do people continue with them. I regard them as a sign of submission and no more.

I saw in the papers that Boris out Prime Minister plans to extend the lockdown until July. This is the kiss of death. How many furious MP’s will it take to change his mind.

I did my usual walk around the art works and features.

I went to the chemist for a prescription. As it happens they are positioned next to my doctor’s surgery.  Whilst waiting I noticed a woman complaining that her daughter was in extreme pain and had scars and blotches down her legs. She showed the photo to anyone within earshot who showed signs of interest.

I heard her say that the daughter had been vaccinated a few days before. She had previously been to the hospital with her daughter, so great had been the pain.  The doctor had told her that it cannot be the vaccine that was the cause; only symptoms within 24 hours would be relevant. What utter tosh.

Nearby, people were lining up like sheep to the slaughter at the Somer Centre here in Midsomer Norton to get ‘their jab’.  I escaped.

Francoise and I have bought a vacuum packer against the days when food supplies may get more difficult. This is a mid-range domestic model which seems to do the job. It was about 50 pounds which together will two rolls of plastic cover came to about 75 pounds total.

Practice time. Easy once you get used to it.

Slowly but surely I am adapting to life without many real social contacts. I guess we have to survive to live but whether it is a good thing is questionable. Am I over adapting? I look forward to the meetings and each have a different flavour.

Today’s was about lockdown – if the benefits outweigh the costs. Others were on covid (my regular ZOOM meeting), one on consciousness and spirituality, two on 5G, one on how to engage with people who are frightened of a particular topic, one was my local Christian Men’s group and then our local Church group led by the one and only Adam.

Having said all that, you cant beat a good hold-fashioned hug.

I very seldom include a video but this one ‘talks to me’  She discusses everything spiritual, alien, off planet and makes references to children who are born into this life with an understanding of what ‘reality’ is and more importantly are shielded by their parents so that it is safe to be different.

She is recognized internationally as one of Australia’s leading researchers in the UFO and Contact phenomenon. She is an author, She has produced 2 EBE award-winning documentaries, She is a national and international lecturer and has appeared regularly on national and international media news programs. Mary’s website is https://www.alienlady.com/

The video I am talking about is here.

I watch many videos. Some I endure, some get my attention, some enthrall me and imprint themselves. Same with books.  Amazon kindly allow you to return a book within 30 days for a refund the extent depending on your reason for the return. In my time I have bought about 100 books but returned maybe half a dozen.

The darkness of the night is intense and the wind blowing cold. We have been cheated out of the promised snow which is persistently sticking to the east of England. Rain will be coming from the west.

I heard rumors that the lockdown will be lifted in time for Easter. Even our obtuse and compromised Government are realizing that if they don’t open soon there will not be a viable country to continue. On Monday incoming travelers will have the privilege of paying about £1500 for ten days quarantine – tests included (wonderful) at a designated hotel. How to ruin the travel economy in one single step. Does ignorance and fear know no bounds. Clearly not.

I am taking more refuge in music. Spotify has its benefits. I put up with ads. I love Ravel’s String Quartet. It makes me nostalgic.  Still no news-watching. Such depressing propaganda I do not wish for.

So off I go to our local Sainsbury’s in the middle of the day to refresh our stock of bread and wine (not for communion). When I enter I say that I am exempt from the wearing of a mask. Instead of the nice lady there is a rather hostile man who tells me  I have to wear a mask or wear a lanyard. I say that I don’t. It is enough to tell him I am exempt.  He follows me in and repeats the request. I repeat my answer.

In the store an assistant tells me I have no mask.  I repeat the above. A third one does the same and says that they will not serve me if I  do not wear one.

At the check out there are three staff members waiting for me including the same man who accosted me at the entrance. I insisted on my rights. He waves me away angrily and assists with the self service check out (the wine).

I said that if this happens again I will contact the manager. He said you are welcome to do so. He claimed to know the law. I said he did not.

I arrived home and after finding I could not speak to the local manager wrote a letter of complaint to Sainsbury’s head office as follows:

If you have an age, health or disability reason for not wearing a face covering:

• you do not routinely need to show any written evidence of this
  
• you do not need show an exemption card
  

This means that you do not need to seek advice or request a letter from a medical professional about your reason for not wearing a face covering.

However, some people may feel more comfortable showing something that says they do not have to wear a face covering. This could be in the form of an exemption card, badge or even a home-made sign.

Saturday is a bigger spend day because we go out. Off to Midsomer Norton market. The bread person was not there due to a medical operation. We went to our fish stall. Deliveries of fish were very limited due to delays at the channel ports. Everyone except one or two were masked up – in the bright sunshine.  These are the people who believe anything they are told.

Back home to deposit our purchases then off to the city of Wells. What a lovely sunny day. I almost forgot what the sun was like. We could have done with sun glasses. We drove to the market to find – nothing but bare cobbles.  We asked around to be told that they could not find enough marshals.  What a weak excuse.  The market has gone on since 1136, when Bishop Robert granted a charter. Wells itself goes back to Roman times and has retained its charm and character.

We took a walk along the high street and noticed a number of shops closed. We wonder how many of them will re-open.

An almost empty high street.  I went into my favourite coffee shop to get a take-away coffee and pastry. The notice outside said that only 4 people should be in at the same time. There was one person in the shop and one man in front of me. I indicated that I wanted to go in and he refused saying that it was ‘polite’ to only have one person in. I did not bother to engage.

To the Bishops Palace and garden. There is a new arrangement where you can get an entry ticket for 15UKP which covers you for 12 months. Must better than the old 42UKP for two people. On the way we saw swans enjoying themselves in the warming sun.

We met a lady who was celebrating her 50th birthday with her friend, complete with a glass of pink champagne. She was from Lancashire. Why do I get the Yorkshire and Lancashire accent mixed up ? We had a great sense of humour and we spent about 15 minutes chatting about nothing in particular. I said my only fame to Lancashire was having worked at Newton Le Willows and she said she lived 3 miles from there, describing it as an unremarkable place that she does not wish to return to.

We met a man with a camera with a huge telegraphic lens. We talked about many things – photography included – and he told me he was on Instagram and we could see his work. He told me about stockimo, the world’s largest web site for picture buyers. This site is bought to us by Alamy, ‘the world’s largest stock photo agency’ We discussed the day light pertaining that particular day and how when the sun is in the west, you get a back light on the flowers which gives clearer relief.

In the city itself we met a couple who had two dogs. These were rescue dogs bought from Romania and delivered -to your front door’.  One looked a bit like a wolf.

The chats we had are to me one of the main reasons for going to the gardens.  I told the lady on the way out how much I had enjoyed the visit, and was looking forward to the next one.  Few people had masks as opposed to the High Street where practically everyone had them on.

My friend reminded me of the healing value of music tuned to 432 Hz so I found some and played accordingly. We have to work twice as hard to maintain our sanity and listening to music is one of them.

I spent an hour or so compiling a miscellany of photos of the allotment gardens which I sent to our allotment group here in Midsomer.

A cold cloudless night. Snow due Thursday but not much of anything before.

So we decided on a whim to go to lunch at Hartley’s Kitchen for some fish and chips. Now these are not your average product. They are not cooked in fat but I guess butter. The batter is very thin and edible. The mushy peas were home made with fresh onion; the horseradish sauce was also freshly made as were the chips.  Result – a meal that goes down well. No after effects. As the restaurant was only open for takeaways we decided to eat it in the car. A little cramped but who cares. At least we were out of the rain showers.

Prior to this we went to the green grocer come wine shop. The greetings now seems to be ‘have you had your injection yet?’ We of course will never have it but some think that it will benefit them. See elsewhere for my fruity comments about this.

Afterwards a trip to adjacent bakery run by an Israeli chap called Az.  His food is expensive 2.50-3.50 per slice but home made and delicious with no chemicals. How he could afford to take the whole of January off beats me. He cannot be making any money from his new venture yet.

This afternoon, a visit for tea from a friend who deals with patient flow at an adjacent hospital. She refuses to get ‘the jab’ and is about the only one to resists. She thinks that she will eventually be forced to do so on pain of losing her job. We thought she should apply for another position with less patient contact elsewhere in the hospital.

We decided that we would like to meet more lively people in the area who are not afraid of discussing matters of common interested.  We will start a Facebook group and then announce to the other groups that there is a new kid on the block.  We might get 6-12 people. That would have to be on ZOOM in the first instance until the restriction on numbers is lifted. Covid is so clever that it does not bother to visit groups of six or less. It is also wind-sensitive so has learned not to travel more than six feet due to a special set of wings to slow its progress.

The only way of staying sane is to be well informed and active.

Some snow for later on next week. It will be deep on the ground in Northern Germany. (Venturesky.com is the best). Forecast for this coming Sunday at 1pm is shown below.

My stomach benefits from very little food in the evening, only small amounts of wine and no sugar. For the third day under the new regime, no bloating.

So off to have my stomach ultrasound scanned at RUH, Bath. Members of the staff are fussing about masks. I got on and put it on (no choice here) . I was told three times to cover up my nose. I basically ignored them. Do they want a 20 minute lecture when they would not listen anyway. I don’t have the time or energy. They will lose their jobs if they don’t obey orders.

The one thing that lightens me up is the ever-changing art display along the corridors.

On my return home I popped in to a chemist in Peasedown St John. I am having some hot/cold problems with my teeth though my dentist tells me there are no caries. Maybe its the gums.  Anyway, this very obliging lady behind the counter brightened up when I asked about toothpaste. Evidently during a boring period she had decided to do some research comparing toothpaste brands.

Evidently there is a maximum amount of fluoride that can be in toothpaste – 1450 parts per million. The expensive ‘fluoride added’ toothpastes contain just the same as the Colgate toothpastes costing just over one pound. I do not do fluoride anyway. It is used to calm prisoners down and occludes the pineal gland.

I wrote to my sister telling her about covid and my work. She responded saying that it is all in God’s hands and that He will triumph; she did not want to go down the route of discussing or arguing. I wrote back saying that my covid site was for research and information and that people can make up their own minds. I don’t think we should be conversing again on the topic.

Some days I feel just plain flat. Francoise came back from Frome to report that there was virtually no one in the town centre except for those shopping for food. this is the plan of the new world order to disempower us as a prelude to a Marxist/communist take over.  The public think that somehow, things will get back to normal. In the absence of a rebellion, I cannot see this happening. I wont say it is depressing, just sobering.

Today has been strangely peaceful, nay flat. Francoise went out to have a massage and to meet a friend and I was remaining at home doing my usual entries of the latest information about Covid and 5 G. Monday is a slow day for news. It will come in this evening and then go on through the week until Saturday.

I’ve just been watching a fascinating film showing how the pyramids are much more than simple tombs, about 10,000 years ago,  and that many similar structures around the world have a large set of underground structures beneath them. It is suggested that the Annanuki gave inspiration about the transmission of energy both to Nikola Tesla and to the builders of the pyramids. If anyone wants to watch it, see here.

I have just noticed that with YouTube it is possible to search by voice for videos. For years I have ignored the small microphone button to the right of the search bar.  Maybe it has just appeared but in any case it is very useful and has intelligence of its own, figuring out what you are saying and making the best guess.

I cannot draw a lot of inspiration from what is going out on the media. I did watch the ITV good morning program to notice that Piers Morgan is castigating a poor unfortunate person by seeking out the lowest common denominator  and focusing on that and calling them daft. I do not know why anyone goes on this program because they know what will happen if they disagree with the mighty Piers.

Just been watching a series entitled ‘The Greater Reset’.   Did you know that when you buy a smart car, phone …. smart anything…. you are buying into a system. SMART is an acronym

Sustainability
Monitoring
Assessing
Rating
Tracking

That’s where we are going, folks.

Off to slump in front of the TV, with lovely crackling log fire to boot.

So much is happening. The rate of scandal / repression / discrimination / crookery is increasing by the day. How much more punishment does the world have to take before people start thinking and claiming their God given power.

There are very few people in our neck of the woods (Somerset, UK)  who are NOT afraid. Just count the masks.  Survival and the retention of integrity is the name of the game, and must be so especially as the lockdown is no doubt going to continue for some time.

To the sodden allotment where recent rains provide little more than a mud-slide. However, the whole looks good for the time of year.

Days disappear into each other. I have to think twice what day it is.

I have redone my website which offers to help folk who are stuck and in distress. You can have a look at it here. I found a young lady from Poland who does a good job of site maintenance for a very reasonable hourly rate.

Dear owner

I am Mr. James Dee, Head Officer-in-Charge, Administrative Service Inspection Unit United Nations Inspection Agency in Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport Atlanta, Georgia. During our investigation, I discovered an abandoned shipment through a Diplomat which was transferred from JF Kennedy Airport to our facility here in Atlanta, and when scanned it revealed an undisclosed sum of money in 2 Metal Trunk Boxes weighing approximately 110kg each. By my assessment, each of the boxes contains about $4M or more.

The consignment was abandoned because the Content was not properly declared by the consignee as money rather it was declared as personal effect/classified document to either avoid diversion by the Shipping Agent or confiscation by the relevant authorities. The diplomat’s inability to pay for Non Inspection fees among other things are the reason why the consignment is delayed and abandoned.

As I did say again, the Diplomat abandoned it and ran away most importantly because he gave a false declaration, he could not pay for the yellow tag, he could not secure a valid non inspection document(s), etc. I am ready to assist you in any way I can for you to get back this packages provided you will also give me something out of it (financial gratification). You are to reconfirm your full name and address to to enable us start the process for the release and delivery.

Best Regards,
Mr. James Dee
Head Officer-in-Charge
Administrative Service Inspection Unit

This must be the third such item I have received in the past few days. it is so obviously a fake / fraud yet still people fall for it. What happens is that people are asked ‘fees’ for the release of certain documents, or ‘administration fees’. These demands will accumulate until the sucker has parted with hundreds of $$$.  When the mark eventually smells a rat, the lines will go dead; the money given in trust will be long gone.  To do this is part of the Nigerian culture. They route communications through other countries to disguise their origin but these ‘419’ scams come from the same place. Read more here.

The ‘news’ gets worse and worse. Biden starting the means to aggression and war, escalating damage from vaccines, the threat of lockdowns continuing. On the other hand the fellowship between myself and other awakened souls gets better and better. We only have each other.

Our companion visitor for the weekend left us this morning. It is good to have company. It brings a different atmosphere  with more dimensions. A couple signed up for a plot on our allotments. They were looking forward to meeting new friends. The Government social isolation policy has a lot to answer for. It affects everyone, children included, and we will be paying the price for a long time to come.

I have not watched Mainstream news since March 2020. No, not one little bit of it. It is a lie – a disinformation and propaganda machine like no other. I view Russia Today.

However, for whoever is interested, this is what I actually watch.

Over lunch we watch arte. It is a European cultural conglomerate of many country stations and channels. The quality is for the most part superior to BBC, who have this obsession with the lowest common denominator. I loath the way that in travel programmes the interviewers patronize the locals and show them little respect.  We will typically see a documentary or a cultural programme, good pace, developing the characters and giving us a genuine insight into the country concerned..

Japanese NHK is also one with a focus on culture and history, well worth  a watch. Again, the interviewers are chosen because they speak Japanese and the pace is such that you can absorb the material thoroughly. If you assume a longer attention span you get a better quality viewership.

And now to more mundane. I enjoy

Hollywood Psychic Tyler Henry is a really good model for professionalism and humility for a young person that is obviously very talented. He is very tactful and sensitive when it comes to giving messages from the deceased. His refreshing honesty makes him all the more believable.

Dr . Lee, also known as Dr Pimple Popper is unfailingly caring for her patients supported by her laid back husband. She is a role model to me of a supportive person – often dealing with emotional patients who have put up with body deformities for too long.

I have a fascination for the ‘larger than life’ patient and so the series on subjects who weigh over 600 pounds, called’ My 600 lb life’ . They visit the one and only Dr Nowzaradan, AKA Dr Now in his Houston, Texas clinic. Patients have issues of self worth and lack of discipline, very often arising from a loss of a loved one in the past.

Deformities are also interesting.  One such is ‘my feet are killing me’ This from TLC The Learning Channel, and instructive it is. There are two iterations, the USA one (pictured) and the UK one (Harley Street).

I no longer find ‘Embarrassing Bodies’ interesting I know Brits are embarrassed about their symptoms and I know the doctors have ‘seen it all’ and normally can find a solution.

Ambulance programmes? Air Ambulance particularly the Yorkshire service is always good but some of the ‘Inside the Ambulance’ programmes are too trivial and have an excess of chit chat from the staff – which I can hear any day in the street. ‘What’s Your Emergency’ is more meaty.

‘Botched’ (ITVBe) shows an affable pair of eccentric but very competent plastic surgeons discussing with and operating on women who are obsessed with reshaping themselves – goodness knows why they want even bigger breasts.

I absolutely love seeing someone bring in a battered old toy or keepsake and see the look on their faces when the item is transformed as new. Oh, that all jobs were so satisfying.  One of the few covid-free  items to be found  on the BBC

Assfor Youtube – I am not averse to watching car crashes, sudden floods, any natural catastrophe ‘caught on camera’.  Are drivers in Russia the worst in the world?

I have a ‘thing’ about water. There is an Australian channel about drain cleaning, by someone called ‘drain addict’. He is always with his brass avatar ratty, who he ‘feeds’ with  any sweet corn he finds.

Compulsive Hoarding  disorder – people who cannot throw stuff away and where the situation becomes so extreme that they are threatened with eviction. This is one of those hidden disabilities, estimated to be experienced by 1.2 million people in the UK alone.  I feel for them because I have difficulty in throwing my own stuff away.

Animal Cops – Phoenix – Always entertaining. How people can treat their animals so badly and not being aware of it is beyond me.  If I cannot sleep and turn on the TV in the wee small hours I am bound to find an edition playing somewhere.

I gave what I thought was a fairly decent lecture last Saturday week as I mentioned but recently I got a very critical email from someone who made all sorts of comments about me including my lack of spiritual development. She more less threw the book at me.

Fortunately I am blessed with enough psychic ability to rise above this which I did eventually. I did a reading on how well the other members of the audience had thrived and we got on 8 out of 10 on average. This lady who complained was completely blocked and we got a reading for anger from her of 8 out of 10. I realize she was complaining in me about qualities that she had in herself.

However there are always lessons to be learned, particularly about what is included in the description of what you are going to offer, and the need to be doubly clear in any matter of personal communication.

After 50 years of doing this sort of thing, the learning continues.

A friend of mine, David, with whom I’ve been speaking about effectiveness of communication with those who do not believe what you do, made contact via the phone.. Our discussions have been very productive. He went back to his flats in Essex to find that one of his tenants had trashed the flat and furthermore used blackmail to get the deposit back by saying that he would refuse to leave. Going to court means that it would take months and months to get the money because you have to go through the proceedings. David’s father had previously advised him to rise above this and walk away. I made the comment that that would save him months of worry waiting for process which was not guaranteed to succeed.

These are difficult times for everybody; one of the laws that is in place is that you cannot throw someone out during the covid  period because they have not paid rent. This will come to an end eventually but meanwhile but not before many landlords have been left in a serious position.

I remind my readers that the whole aim of the new world order is to destroy current society by a process called the Great Reset before entering into the period called the New World Order. I can see the Trump/Biden conflict resolution as contributing to this.

So, a difficult day in some ways but I am happy if I have learned something even if the lesson is painful.

We left last Friday to see a group of kindred spirits living in a communal house in North Devon. I was able to do some psychic readings on Saturday and Sunday and a talk on the Saturday night which was apparently well received. The talk was about attitudes to one to one counselling and I was suggesting that the environment plays a very important part in the reach of trust towards the therapist by a client who may have issues with trust and self confidence. I proposed that weather permitting, the client and the therapist could sit in nature by a live log fire and chat together and with the fire as a non-threatening third party.

We stayed on the north coast  past Minehead. It is such a privilege to be with people on the same wavelength away from all the fear and blindness that assails the mask wearing  unaware. We walked on the Downs Way amidst rain fog and wind but it was all part of nature and we took it in our stride. No question, the weather at 1000 feet is more severe that at ‘street level’.

Journey time was 2.5 hours each way. We were slightly affeared that during the lock down we would be accosted by the police asking what we were doing but in the event there was not a police car to be seen.

Back home, yet more restrictions – more fear-makers.  The only thing we have is each other. The ‘Government’ is a dim and distant alien force who care nothing for us.  Dark, cold and rainy weather does not achieve much for our spirits so we have to make our own bubbles of happiness. It is easier for me as I have a supporting partner but for those who live alone, more resources are required. I can see this ‘darkness’ going on until Easter and then – guess what – another virus or talk of a virus will magically appear and take us further into alienation and powerlessness.

Up quite a mysterious and misty hill where our hosts for the weekend come regularly and pray and beam peace to the world. Weather at the top can vary from still fog (as it was today) and a raging tempest, which will blow you off your feet.

This was where George King performed a ceremony in July of 1958.

North Cornwall has a different feel to the more populated south, maybe because it is more remote and less likely to attract crowds. The nearest equivalent to Combe Martin, where we are staying,  is Totnes, a larger and more populated town where the New Age mentality definitely prevails.

We went for a walk from the town to the beach. We always on arrival at a new place go for a walk. We just beat the sunset. This small town of 2000 pop is essentially one long street in a valley. The rocks are extraordinarily interesting as can be seen from the examples enclosed.

There were very few people around. Most people who passed us were walking their dogs. Shops and cafes and pubs were closed. Thanks Boris.  You don’t have a clue about what you are doing.

Off to the garage to take my car and see if anything can be done to improve the performance. My auto was not changing gear without complaint. The garage changed the gear oil (at 60k you could say that it was due) and it now goes smoother.

I saw this car parked in the front garden of a house when I was returning from dropping off my car.It needs a prize of some sort for sheer stubbornness of the owner who refuses to part with his beloved stead even though it will only be road-worthy after extensive renovation.

This evening, yet more lock towns were prescribed by our puppet prime minister Boris Johnson acting on instructions from above. It is so depressing that measures that have been never proven to work are still being promoted by people who have a bias to put it mildly.

It is only when the country is completely broken that people would realise that there was a hidden agenda, namely that covid has nothing to do with anything and this was a smokescreen to introduce the New World Order. I shall ignore the rules and say a prayer for all those business that will collapse. Fingers crossed for Wetherspoons, and all the lovely restaurants that have been struggling for a year.

A partial answer is to create a comfort bubble but one based on truth. This means not listening to the poisonous ‘news’ AKA propaganda and do as much reading and thinking as possible.  Good music should be in the background.

I watched briefly for two minutes BBC1 TV hoping to see something more than Jules Holland. Instead there was a firework display and God help us even this had been turned into a propaganda exercise for the Government. Blazoned across the sky was talk of the wonderful NHS, how we are ‘in this together’ and probably more had I not chosen to switch off.

I hear a new strain is staled to appear in February, COVID 21 which amazingly is more virulent than covid 19 and which will give a further excuse to lock all is asymptomatic carriers down in our homes.

Today I devoted some of my time to sorting through old papers.  I started a venture called Europeople in 1992 to encourage European minded people to meet and talk together in their preferred languages. Here is an advert in The Big Issue of that date.

This morning was bright and frosty so we went to the allotment to pick some leeks. On one of the plots I found a partly frozen pail of water and on impulse squeezed the ice out of the pail. To my surprise it made an excellent hat which I immediately wore.

It is quite clear that unless the World wakes up we are going to have more of the same Lockdown chaos. My guess is it wont be lifted until Easter, then the sheep will give thanks to the Govt for giving back what they took away.

COVID enthusiasts please note – my entries on my site are increasing exponentially.  If you want to know more about for example masks, lockdowns, the vaccine itself, use the filters or just put a word or phrase into the search box.

My stomach has returned to some semblance of normality. If my last meal is finished by 3 PM and I don’t eat anything else then my stomach is fine but for some reason it cannot digest anything after about 6 o’clock. I have no idea why.