No mask, no haircut – where are we going?

This correspondence took place between two members of my ZOOM group

I remember in the Zoom you mentioned you were going for a haircut and I just returned from one today – or nearly !

The lady who cuts my hair is extremely nice and I have known her for more than 20 years and she runs her shop with a colleague of similar age.

I arrived at the appointed hour and they asked me to wear a mask.

I refused and said that it is pure propaganda and it is not even good for you (and they used these silly paper style things). They said they could not let me in if I did not wear a mask so I said in that case I will never set foot in their shop again !

They are nice people and but I refused  to join in the charade.

I think it is important to make people think when a situation arises in my view at least ( whatever the instructions the state has issued to them)  – otherwise one is not being true to one`s own lights – and that of course is a lack of integrity for mind.

If they want to follow propaganda that is their freedom – but they cannot impose it on me I am afraid.

I said I am quite happy then to continue to cut my own hair thank you very much.

They looked very shocked and disappointed, especially when I said I mean what I have just said about not setting in their shop ever again – but if it has made them think that is all that matters. We are not do gooders;  we are reflecting an aspect of truth as far as we are able to perceive it – truth even if people cannot see it at a given time, always moves with compassion. Do gooding and the there, their approach is very often an escape from the facts, of course.

In relation to your point – I think it was yours – about the NWO running the place – at the moment and for thousands of years there has been a savage control on human consciousness.

But I do have a feeling very soon people will be woken up with a shock when they find out how this society has actually been run. Then they can see and in their own free will which way they want to move in life.

And the sooner it comes the better ! And that waking up might be traumatic for some – not in terms of violence naturally,  of course, but in terms of cognizance of fact – but as I said we are not ‘do gooders’, we are just concerned with truth.

The truth is that which ultimately sets mind free.

And truth is never visits a mediocre mind does it

Best wishes as always


to which a reply came from a colleague of a contact

I’m so grateful and proud of you (if you don’t mind me saying so) that you proved and showed practically your principles. For without walking the talk we are as shallow shells breaking in a testing wind that shows what we truly are made of.

Fortunately my hairdresser today didn’t insist on me or any of her clients to wear a mask and also I got her to agree to guarantee she would not share my details (she already has on her database) with anyone else including government or any agency of the government.

British people traditionally laugh in the face of adversity don’t we, however we should also take things seriously enough to realise when agencies of disempowerment conspire to rob us of our power and even life.

We are proud exemplars of a properly functioning human being with faculties in-tact employing our wisdom with sensitivity also with tact.

I love the challenge if not the challengers. Personally I thrive in challenging times. We certainly live in challenging and interesting times.

Thanks for sharing that interesting and challenging experience
and the follow up from the original writer:

Many thanks for your email

I think your hair cutter is more with it than my one

– I just really saw the power of mind control operating and did not want to touch that poison.

It is degrading isn’t it.

And they are happy and willing to live with degraded mind

I find it utterly distasteful. It is a sickness of mind no more no less.

Best wishes as always

To which the reply came

Yes, people are lulled, duped and succored into things they know, not what they do, leaving their discrimination and critical faculties at the door.

They give away their power, allowing others they assume have power over them to do their brain laundry for them. It is a mark of how both education and society has failed people. But moreover, how people have failed themselves.

We are seeing the.culmination of the great re-engineering of society. The proving ground of social conditioning. Ground zero.

Now is the time for the way showers to be resolute and be the guides for those who lost their way.

We can show that there is another way, through disengagement and reinstatement of our discernment. Engage brain Mr Sulu! .. something to be said for Star Trek! 😉

Let us grow our hair as antenna and save a tenner! : )

In mourning for lack of transport

The garage rang me up this morning to tell me that the new Volvo that I had bought so enthusiastically for a total cost of £2000 is a write-off because there is a blown gasket and the whole engine would have to be disassembled. Not worth it.

So now I have two cars. One is a runabout with no MOT and therefore no insurance. The second car has an MOT and insurance but is not roadworthy. One of the hidden problems of the Corona virus situation is that people are not buying and selling so many vehicles and tending to wait for things to improve. Doing the usual searches on eBay I noticed the lack of new entries. I also noticed that garages are seeing people by appointment only.

I thought of getting a hire car while I’m sorting things out but as I am over 75 years of age,(it goes up once a year) I can hardly believe I’m saying this, but insurance is not available so Françoise who is six years younger than myself have to be the rents of future vehicles.

It is of course conceivable that we have just become lazy but unlike London where we both lived, here you need a car to get to places and the bus services are not as frequent as one would wish as the Queen would say. Thank goodness I don’t have any outstanding gardening jobs.

I have been hovering around in no man’s land today and have been watching trash TV. I normally maintain my 5G websites on a daily basis but have not got round to it so far. I’m sure I will manage tomorrow but today I just don’t have the focus.

Ian R Crane, who some of you may know as the originator of the Alternative View conferences, has been stricken with cancer recently. Brian Gerrish proposed to set up a fund in his name in order that he can get away from the NHS and take some private treatment. The initial target as £10,000 but as I write the sum received is about £27,000 which is brilliant. It just shows how many people regard him and his achievement with such respect and dare I say love.

A marriage amidst the disaster of post lockdown Bath

Today, a trip to Bath for my bi-monthly eye appointment.  Since wearing a mask on public transport is mandatory I have had to wear one. The drivers showed not the slightest interest in whether I had one or not so maybe I could have got on the bus anyway without being challenged but it was a risk I could not take because my eye appointment is valuable to me and my sight.

On to the bus without difficulty. Little did I know that I was going to find a graveyard of establishments that were not opening again. The Prince of Wales is a pub on the road to Bath slightly north of Peasedown.  There is no question that the closure of this pub is not temporary. They have closed for good. 11 weeks without a customer was just too much.

I arrived at Bath bus terminus about 1 PM. I was keen to see the effect of the recent loosening of rules.  The queue to get in the Bradford and Bingley building society must have been about 25 yards long with 2 m squares carefully marked out on the pavement. I did not see that many crowds in pubs.

Gardens in the middle were as immaculate as ever, people just walked in without any need to pay as can happen during some holiday periods.No one was wearing masks. I commented about that to the chap on the right of this picture but he did not say anything and merely nodded. On the other hand, a young girl with a child and a very funny – to me anyway – was wearing a Tshirt saying ‘Positivity please’.  I engaged with her about this and she said she wanted an antidote to the misery and negativity. Well done you.

The bronze  of Mozart was interesting. I had not noticed that birds were a part of the sculpture.

I was surprised by what was obviously a registrar office wedding. There were only a few in the party and the bridegroom looked very young but they seemed to be having a good time in their own way.Onto an indoor market for perhaps a cup of coffee but although the coffee bar was open, the coffee machine itself was broken. The lady offered me a beer instead but I thought it was a trifle early in the day for that.

I saw too many of these signs for my liking, examples enclosed.

The markets were going (fairly) strong as ever, with an enhanced choice of vegetables and fruit that we are not used to obtaining  in Midsomer Norton.

To Wetherspoons who had written a superbly worded  notice at the door covering everything. The extra plastic protection was not intrusive and I am sure I would have had a good drink experience had I chosen to stay.

On the way to the hospital I saw this very depressing sign. Although there is absolutely no evidence that we need to avoid each other permanently, the roads are already being designed for this.

This is a sign outside an estate agent.

To the R.U.H.    I had heard that people were not visiting the accident and emergency hospitals I went along to have a sneaky look and a photograph. there were a few people sitting around with every third seat marked as being unsuitable in. There were six people in there altogether. Maybe the others are frightened to come.

I saw a feature that I had not seen before outside the new cancer unit which is a free pressure pump for bicycle tyres. Well done someone using your imagination.

The central restaurant downstairs was deserted so I bought myself a Latte and surveyed the world as I was early for my appointment.

At the hospital entrance everyone had to wear a face mask and keep it on until they leave. I dutifully put one on and found that after a minute or so I could hardly breathe. How on earth people put up with this all day I do not know. I went along to my appointment and had to ring a bell to get in. I had to stand back while the nurse asked me questions about contact with COVID. I was then told I had to walk along a one-way system towards a section of the ward marked ‘injections’. Whilst in the waiting area I over-heard that there were six appointments for injections this afternoon but only three people bothered to turn up. Considering the high cost of the staff who give the injections this is a considerable loss to the National Health. Mind you, this is nothing to the loss in the country which must be billions today due to this deliberate manipulation of our minds on the grounds of “keeping us healthy” when the source disappeared about 12 weeks ago. Keep the fear going, boys, keep the fear going.

Tests confirmed that my eyes were not as good as last time which considering that four months had passed since an eye examination did not surprise me so the injection was timely. Back on the bus, when I noticed that at all bus stops there were no timetables just the theme of ‘keeping our buses safe’.

Arrived home with some relief, having obtained a bottle of white wine along the way. A perfect sunny evening. Overall, a good day but I could not cope with wearing a mask on a daily basis.



How to …. speak to people about what you believe

This has been one of our better years for hollyhocks. Here they stand at least 2 m tall in all their colour in front of our living room window. Had a very nice lunch today courtesy of Françoise with  fish & alumi cheese satay and spaghetti with Thai sauce

This is our first day without a car. It sits in the garage awaiting repair. We cannot really drive the old one because the insurance has run out and if you have an accident even if it is the fault of the other person, costs may be involved. I have done a pendulum dowsing for whether I am going to have to buy another car and I get an 80% certainty that the present car can be repaired. Having said that I’m much better on dowsing people than cars and am quite useless at finding lost objects. Sometimes a dowsing rod works better for certain applications but I like my pendulum and having used it for over 40 years am not about to change any time soon.

We had a most interesting zoom meeting run by a group in Bristol campaigning against 5G mast installation. During the meeting, a talk was given by someone by the name of  David who is a management consultant from Essex. He gave us a very fine exposition about engaging people whether it is a local councillor or giving a campaigning speech to a person or a group. I’m going to record his points in this diary because I thought they are capable of being of value to anyone and everyone.

First of all he discussed the influence of authority on our actions and attitude. We tended to defer to someone with qualifications, someone wearing a uniform, and someone with obvious trappings such as a luxury car. We tend to hand over power subconsciously to such people. We do it all the time. We should not underestimate the influence of authority on our actions.

We need to ask the question is this “authority” truly an expert. Also how truthful are they?

We must not get caught in negative emotions. We must lose the fear and become powerful. We must let go of fear and anger. He recommended a book called “Letting go, by David Hawkins”

When we speak to others, first of all the people note our general demeanour for example how calm we are, then how we are speaking and finally what we are speaking about. I said to him that I decide in the first five seconds of someone opening their mouth whether what they have to say was interesting or not. I said that Mother Teresa was not a very good speaker technically but she had everybody riveted because she really believed in what she was saying. Others can say the right thing and yet can be totally boring. I want people to walk their talk.

There are four parts to trying to convert someone or change their minds or influence their behaviour.

First, we need to make a statement which is basically a claim. For example ‘this water is polluted’. Secondly, we must explain any technical terms such as the meaning of the term ‘pollution’. Then, we need to give examples, not many but a few good ones. Finally, we must come to a conclusion which we can say is a call to action. The call could be in the form of a question for example “is it worth thinking about this subject?” Or “are you prepared to give some time and energy to research?”

We need to anticipate objections and forestall them probably by having background knowledge. An objection to what you say may be irrelevant in which case you should point it out. You could ask people why they hold their particular point of view thus giving them a chance to review their own attitudes. If you examine, people will often disprove their own logic. It may well be that you could agree with their point of view but say and demonstrate that your point of view is more important.

The best way of opening a conversation may be to ask a question. David reminded us not to overload people and not to switch them off by excessive claims or harsh delivery. We must remember that the purpose is more important than one person. David also reminded us that if we want to get people onside you must show them respect but be firm in your concerns. It is keynot to evoke the ego. Give them a way to act that works and provides you both with a good outcome. In my observation, it is a waste of time to expect anyone to cause a complete change of mind in another person. If you get them to consider a situation from a new point of view then you have probably done as much as you can at one sitting so to speak.

I must put all this into practice when I go on a bus tomorrow. I have no intention of wearing a mask and I’m not sure whether I’m just going to walk on the bus and hope the driver will not say anything, or just wear one casually round my neck.

A day of disaster

After having cleaned out my car of five years for anything resembling personal possessions, the old and new volvos set off for the car recycling unit – or scrapyard- in South Somerset. We were approaching the site of the Royal Bath and West Showground when Françoise flashed her lights and honked her horn saying that the new car was giving trouble – steam was coming out of the bonnet.

We stopped and found a chocolate-like substance oozing out of the water cooler system. That says one thing and one thing only, oil and water have mixed. We saw that we could not drive any further and called the RAC who arrived about an hour later. They are always cheerful and very nice people and this time the chap was called Martin. He said it could be a blown gasket in which case the car was a write-off or it could be a more local problem with the cooling system itself.

Forensic evidence that oil was not well (excuse pun)

Fortunately I am covered for a tow so we went back to Fourth Street Motors in Westfield, Radstock. I may or may not be lucky in being able to restore the car. So, we have an old car which has run out of MOT and insurance and we have a new car which has an MOT but is undrivable. I asked the garage if they had a courtesy car available but they don’t have one until the middle of next week at the earliest.

I tried to draw the positive out of everything. Had that happened when we had delivered the old car for scrap we would have got rid of it and the responsibility of it but we would have also been well and truly stuck. If the new Volvo is prohibitively expensive to repair then I might get the old one fixed up even if I have to spend a few hundred on repairs but at least we know it works.

The garage people were nice enough but they couldn’t do anything until next week because they were busy on other cars. I really hope I don’t have to to get a hire car because the cheapest one in the area is £150 a week and that could quickly accumulate to the cost of a second-hand car which would get us around.

The best thing I can say is “it could have been worse”. Time will tell.

To the allotment amidst rain. We found a pigeon who had suffered from an attack by something or other. It was just about alive, blinking its eyes. Nothing to do but let nature take its course.

We picked a few peas which were not quite ready but which looked and tasted good enough.


Popping around the corner for a country walk

There are few things more pleasant then a walk on a sunny summer evening. We are lucky that 300 m away there is an entrance to the hillside which overlooks Midsomer Norton which is where we live. The word Midsomer means the middle of the river Somer, which can hardly be called a river because it is so small I would rather say it is a stream.

Off we went just before 8 PM this evening and here is a record of our little hour journey

Is this naff or what. They are all battery-powered toys or sunlight powered toys that moved back and forth, danced, or tipped from side to side. I would find this very distracting in my car
The rather idyllic and dreamlike entrance to the fields
Midsomer Norton in all its glory
A curious cow wondering who these two strange people are. Do they have food?
Is this barley?
The junction between an old lane probably used in the 19th century and the river Somer
A lovely country garden on Withies Road
Apples coming into their fullness.

We had a couple of nice chats along the way, one with a couple sitting on the hill enjoying the sunshine. I was very pleased that they didn’t jump away from me like other people. The man had obviously figured things out and didn’t believe the nonsense about Covid and felt it was all designed to scare us. It is so nice to meet people who actually think and are not scared. His girlfriend was joining enthusiastically in with him so they were at one.

Back in our road we spoke with a couple about the perils of cutting a hedge that had not been attended to for some time. We had a good old moan about the fact that the recycle had not opened.

I had a chat with my friend John, a Christian and evangelical, who told me that a friend of his had a son who had tried to commit suicide by jumping off a car park. He failed but severely injured himself. I wrote from my perspective saying that it was obviously not his time to go and commenting that when have a near death experience our entire life flashes in front of us  and he probably had great regrets in doing an action which would have had a devastating effect on his friends family and contacts.

It is so easy to get like this when you don’t feel supported. A person can be jolly and bright on the outside and yet desperately lonely within.




Homeopathy at a gentle rate

I sent off to my homeopath a report of everything I had eaten and drunk in the last five days together with a report of any adverse symptoms and any medications that I took.  I had a really bad night last night with excessive bloating and had to go for a walk to try and joggle my stomach around enough to dislodge the gas. For the first time ever I took allopathic medicine late at night because nothing else worked. After 20 min, the pain stopped instantly.

This morning we had a conversation on the phone about my condition. Homeopathy is very subtle, drawing the body’s attention to certain imbalances most of which have been around for a great amount of time. The first medication was based on arsenic and the second will be based on lycopodium. The consultations have an almost prosaic feel about them, pondering rather than prescribing, feeling our way around things and trying to figure out what caused what. In a way I’m in no hurry because I’ve had this problem now for nearly 20 years so if I have to wait till next Monday to start another phase of the treatment I’m not complaining. However one thing I have discovered, ice cream is out. I love ice cream so much but it makes an evil fermentation inside me which produces the  bloating. If I keep to meat and to produce plus a salad to start with and fresh fruit I’m all right.

We had a very good weekly ZOOM meeting on 5G and Covid this afternoon. We had about 14 people, the largest attendance ever, and that is after only eight weeks; the standard of discussion was very high. I allow people to watch the video for one week and then it is replaced by the next video. I would like to keep them all but who would listen to them? They also take up a lot of space, the best part of gigabyte and storage costs money.

I love welcoming people into a group and the team spirit is increasing as people get to know each other more. I warned them it would take time but it would be worth it.

It is clear from the recent lockdown in Leicester that this was just a test to see if people would put up with being unlocked and then locked. There is no doubt in my mind that this will go on, save a massive push back, until a vaccine can be produced which of course has nothing to do with Covid 19 but everything to do with eugenics and the alteration of DNA.  It breaks my heart to think of all the concert halls and theaters which are doing no business and starving us of our culture. Not to mention the football clubs, Wimbledon tennis, all the wonderful things that we do each summer all stolen from us by lies.  As I’ve said before, the 2 m rule was invented out of thin air and has no basis in science whatsoever.

On Friday, we’re taking our beloved car, our Volvo of five years, to a place in South Somerset to sell for scrap. If it was Cuba, it would be running for the next 10 years but I felt it was better to buy a new one – or newer one should I say – because the cost of spare parts and servicing were mounting and it would not have passed the next MOT. We had to clear all the junk out of it and there was a lot of items including things I have been looking for for some time and thought had been lost.

A brief walk in a country park

We felt the urge to go for a walk, to get out of the house and away from our computers. We went to a place called Ammerdown Park, about 2 miles east of Radstock which was probably owned by Lord somebody a few generations back.

It has a nice mixture of tracks, paths, and a very tall hundred foot high memorial to someone or other. The markings were too blasted by the wind for us to decipher the writings.

what on earth has happened here it looks like six trees in one
normal tree rings
very well managed woodland
we sat on a well placed bench and reflected on the lovely countryside with the wind blowing

We had a very pleasant experience of meeting three generations of Polish people in one family group. There was grandmother, mother and father with four children. They cared not a jot for social distancing. We discovered them searching for wild strawberries and passed the time with them. The husband wanted to demonstrate his newly bought drone to his friends but the wind was too strong.

a field with dozens of different flowering plants
steps to make the gradient easier in the main wood

I was suffering a little bit because I’m halfway through a course in homoeopathy. My instructions are to take one arsenicum per day for five days. This was because of my continuing struggle with my stomach. The homoeopath warned me that my condition would get worse before it got better and she was as true as her word. I hope things get better tomorrow meanwhile I have to tough it out and suffer the bloating and vomiting.

A pause in my diary

I’ve been writing my diary for over three years now. For the first time I have not felt the daily pressure or the daily inspiration to write something. My day is partly filled up with my work on the allotment, and maintaining my 5G and corona website.  It is draining on time but I do not resent that. The problem is that the associated subjects, the coming New World order, Artificial Intelligence, being blasted by 5G feels very terminal to me and although a part of me would like to ignore it, I really need to keep one step ahead of the game.

On Wednesday I had a ZOOM meeting for my 5G people, I think it’s number six and there is an enhanced feeling of friendship and fellowship from those who attend regularly. People expect everything instantly and it doesn’t work like that. The group has stabilised at about 10 people and that’s the way I like it. I don’t think I could handle a meeting of say 50 people because crowd rules apply and the stronger people tend to make their voice heard over the more timid ones.  Any idea requires a period of adaption by the members so – people who want to start something new – be patient, you will know after a period of time if it’s worth carrying on or leaving it. Not every idea has to be a success but it can lead to an idea that is successful.

The weather recently has been very warm, 29°C with little wind but mercifully only 50% humidity. I could not cope with 80 or 90% as it is in India and parts of Africa.

There is very little gardening work this year. I rang up one of my regulars and he told me that he would love to have me come and do his hedge but he has been furloughed for the last three months and money is very tight. An advert is appearing in a local magazine in July sure we shall see what that brings forth. We should be using the new Volvo and getting rid of the old one somehow. As it is 20 years old and has no MOT I shall get little more than scrap value but then we’ve had it for five years and got very good value out of it so I’m not complaining.

We had a break-in in our allotments and we found that the deprivation of the plants was due to deer somehow found their way through a gap in a fence. They are timid creatures and very cautious so they want to see where they are going to land when they go over a fence so I have put a board to obstruct the view and hopefully this will fix the problem. The allotments are doing very well at the moment which as I have said is probably due to people having more time on their hands and not being able to lead their normal lives.

My first trip by bus will be the hospital appointment on 4 July. I shall not be wearing a mask and I will tell the driver that I go into panic attacks and thus qualify for an exception from the obligation to wear one.

I have become somewhat addicted to a YouTube channel,  Sam Chui, who delights in taking flights typically first or business class and building up a review Channel on YouTube.  He is a sort of person that can instantly make friends with people and he’s a lovely role model along with Tyler Henry the medium and Dr Pimple Popper. There is a saying that you need to sell yourself first and then you sell your product. For my own part I know I come across a bit stern to some people and this I must work on.

We have another ridiculous rule to follow which is typical of someone in two minds, the Prime Minister’s reduction of the 2 m social distancing to 1 m but he is calling it one metre plus because he saying that all the 1 m people must wear masks or other protection wear. I think this whole covid thing is the most disgracefully managed plandemic as I call it I can recall. The problem for the government is therefore once you start something with the lie, you had to tell more lies to carry over the first one so eventually you will be unmasked. Hillary Clinton is finding this out as will Barrack Obama. His fake birth certificate will be haunting him more and more.


First visit to Cheddar Car boot event this year

Last evening we went to a lovely summer solstice celebration with two friends. We had a barbecue and lovely rice bread which I haven’t had before. A couple of bottles of champagne can lighten the mood quite significantly. The host of the event proposed that we say something nice about other people in terms of our observations. She said that it was quite difficult to listen to positive stuff. I have some nice things said about me most of which I promptly forgot but it’s nice to know that I’m understood by someone.

The only problem was a persistent wind which eventually got to me and made me cold and we, having arrived at 6 PM left at 11 PM with the fire still going strong. I would have stayed longer on a warmer evening.

wide spaces between the rows to try and shepherd people to walk down one row and the other. At least they tried

Today, up at about 8:30 in the morning and we decided to go to the Cheddar car boot sale about which I have written quite frequently. The weather was changeable so we were not sure a whether it was on and how many people would attend but as it happens the meeting did take place and there were I would say about half the number of stalls. They were placed much further apart to try and accommodate the crazy rules of everyone being 2 m apart. I watched a very good video yesterday showing that the virus is not a jumping bean and cannot go through dry air but needs a host to piggy-back on  for example water vapour and then it has to find its way towards an immune compromised person. All vanishingly unlikely. I did not notice many people avoiding each other. What a relief.

They had a half-hearted system in operation, to satisfy the rules and regulations, but in practice everyone was wandering around this way and that. They had made a bigger distance between the stalls. The public toilets were open. The restaurant was working on a one in one out basis but actually the whole thing was working quite well. The smaller crowds could have been due to 2 factors; the indifferent weather and possibly the fear of crowds.

the ever creative Gary Davies plying his skills selling meat
definitely a bargain to be had here
There is no way that this is a standard car colour. I love it

On my return from the newsagents I notice someone was selling a collapsible bike actually two bikes so thinking that Françoise might be interested in having a bike which we could typically put in the back of the car and go cycling at our destination point. I invited her to view it and we ended up buying the model with gears. It was only £40. The person who was selling it had bought battery-assisted bikes so there was no need for them any more and evidently they have only done 10 miles since new when the bikes  were put in the back of the mobile home and left there.