Go now.

 I should put this in The Rabbit Hole, but I will post it here, because it makes me smile. Don't say, 'intends to' Justin, just go now. 

Let's hope that our PM follows his example. 

Toodle pip.  ilona. 

Erasing scars.

 Faycebuck is a cess pit of subliminal messages intending to normalise the mutilation of minors.  

It is being swamped by advertisements from multiple companies, for a miracle cream called Bee Venom. Here is a link to one of them.  Apparently it is the answer to remove every type of skin blemish that you can think of. It even restores pain free movement in all of your aching joints

These two clips appeared in the first few seconds of their promotional video. I had to be quick to take the photographs. I was shocked that they appear to be endorsing teenagers to change their gender, by having their breasts removed. Don't worry about the scars on your body, Bee Venom will take care of them. 

Maybe so, but what about the scars internally. The ones inside their head when they realise that they may have not done the right thing. There are plenty of cases indicating that a lot of people are now de-transitioning. 

Please be aware that the media, any media, whether main stream or social media, have a vested interest in pushing to boost their millions into billions, and further into trillions. They will use every trick in the book, and they don't care about me or you, and they will sink to the depths of depravity to do it. 

Thank you for your presence on my blog. Catch ya soon. Toodle pip.   ilona

Nothing much on tele.

 Just back from checking on Janet's cats. 

I put the tele on. 

Sat with ginger cat on my knee. 

A programme about the biggest cruise ship in the world. I have seen that on yoootooob. 

Antiques Roadshow. Boring.

The Masked Singer. Awful.

Ant and Dec. Quiz programme. Awful.

Pottery programme. Can't be bothered. 

It's raining. The snow will be washed away by the morning. 

Back to yoootooob. Mandy in her campervan has posted. Janine and Liam Those Happy Days, on their way back from the Arctic. Living the Skye Life Willie and Sarah, cottage flooded.  By the Curb James messed up. Frugal Queen in France. Wandering Where Adam in Thailand. Nico Brina Boogiewoogie in the snow. Plenty to watch on here. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

BIG news

 Zelensky Sells UKRAINE to BlackRock. Ukraine’s sovereignty is gone …

Zelensky sold 17 million hectares of agricultural land to Monsanto, Dupont, and Cargill. Yes… you read it well… 17 million hectares to GM0/chemical companies.

Zelenskyy Sold Ukraine To US Corporate US presidential candidate Robert Kennedy has revealed who got the "contract to destroy Ukraine" "They control Black Rock, General Dynamics, Northrop Grumman, Lockheed Martin.

I don't know what to make of this. Is it true? Watch the videos, read the comments.

Catch ya tomorrow. Toodle pip. ilona

Chuckle

 

Thank you Aunty Acid. 

It's been snowing here in North Lincolnshire. Stopped now. Birds have been fed, water bowls filled. Cats indoors, breakfast eaten. Coffee drunk. Have a nice Sunday. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

Daniel unravels this document

The NHS is dying, and Daniel, the Black Belt Barrister explains part of the reason why it is happening. 

The NHS document which he quotes from can be read in full here. 

Entitlements-migrant-health-guide.

Last updated October 2023. 

In a nutshell, British residents are at the bottom of the list when it comes to tests, checkups, and treatment. Every man and his dog goes before us. 

Refused asylum seekers can be registered with a GP and receive free primary care services in England, Wales and Scotland, as can any other patient regardless of immigration status.

Millions are spent on interpreters for patients who cannot speak English. 

The NHS has an obligation to provide translation services to users, free at the point of delivery. The NHS trust which spent the most on interpreters and translation services in the UK was NHS Greater Glasgow and Clyde with costs totalling £8,853,676 during 2019-20 to 2021-22.

Tax Payers Alliance gives the figures. 

So, dear reader, do not become ill. This is why I always harp on about looking after yourself. The NHS is in chaos. Don't think that by rushing to get the next available treatment, and stocking up on your pill cabinet, will keep you fit and healthy. That's a fallacy. All you will be doing is boosting the coffers of Big Pharma. Doctors all around the world are calling for the suspension of mRNA jibbyjabbys. But don't take any notice of me, after all, as many have pointed out, I'm only an ex lorry driver. Ask your doctor, and make your own mind up. 

Thanks for popping in. It's flippin freezing here. My heating is on and Mayze is lying on her bed in front of the gas fire. We are fine. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

Walking back home

Well it's a Friday night, my favourite guy isn't due, and I am all alone. That's a song if you didn't know it. 👩  Today I got the bus into town, and walked back. I called in at the Arts centre to say hello to Nicky. She said she would come and visit me sometime over the Christmas break, but she didn't make it. It turns out that she caught that nasty virus bug thing that was going around. Sounds like the same one that my Auntie caught, which put a stop to my planned visit there. 

I took this quick snap of the church tower, looking out through the window. Tried to get it square within the window frame. The angle is not quite right. I was only going to say a quick hello, but the chat lasted a bit longer than I anticipated. I ended the walk back in the dark again. 

Passing the pond. The locals call it the Blue Lagoon. There is a path all the way around it, and some benches to sit down. I sit on the last bench for ten minutes because from there on there is nowhere else to sit until I get back to the village. The bench is quite high up so I am looking down on the pond. The sun going down created the reflection of the building in the water. 

I ate my snack and looked for something else to take a picture of. Once again looking down at the water, you can see the ripples, and the reflection of the clouds. 

This one is a trick photograph because I have rotated it, now it is upside down. It is not the sky, it's the pond. The speck in the water is a duck. 

The duck came closer so I quickly snapped it before it disappeared into the grasses. 

Still sat on the bench I zoomed in on the grasses. 

This one picked out the ripples on the water. I couldn't see what was causing them. 

I've got three days of cat sitting now, so I won't be going very far from home. Now need to push this keyboard aside because Mayze wants a cuddle. 

Have a good weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona

I agree . . . . . .

 Rachel has saved me the brain scrambling job of writing a post this morning. She explains the current situation much better than I can. Her creative writing course is paying off. 

I agree with everything she says. The fear will continue because that's the plan. 

Anyone who can't or doesn't want to comprehend that, will get left behind. 

Like she says, don't let the buggers get to you. 

Rachels post for today. 

Freezing but sunny today.

Have a good weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona

We need to laugh

What day is it? 

I have a million and one ideas in my head for blog posts, and need to get them in some kind of order depending on which topics are most urgent and which can wait. It is obvious that things are brewing on the political front. After all the pretty fireworks on new years eve, I think we should be aware that more fireworks are to come, and they won't be pretty, in the run up to Mr T being signed in as president. The fanatics will do anything to stop that happening. They know they will forfeit their own lives as they go about causing maximum carnage and murders of innocent people. 

The fight for world dominance continues. We, as insignificant little people, cannot do anything to stop the relentless push for the demographic changes to come. 

What we must do however is recognise what is happening and why, then get on with our own lives. 

Last night I watched this video. It gave me 55 minutes where I switched off from the doom and gloom, and had me ROTFL. OMG, it was hilarious. 

Tent boxes are becoming a thing, and these three pals had the idea of cutting costs and constructing their own. I have watched their previous videos. They always have crazy ideas. They do things which any sane person would not attempt to do. They very much remind me of Boys from the Blackstuff. Remember the the TV comedy drama written by Alan Bleasdale, set in Liverpool in 1982.  

Hell on Earth have created their own brand of hapless humour. The perfect antidote to the other hell on earth. Grab yourself a beer, or a coffee, and be prepare to pee yourself laughing. Don't forget, entertainment on yoootooob is free.  

A sunny start to the day today. I must get some washing in the machine and out on the line. 

Thanks for popping in. Thank you to all those who have taken the time to send me supportive comments. I appreciate that. We, the Wide Awake Club, stand together. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

EDIT

Here's another Hell on Earth, when you have finished this one. Three lads stealth camping in an old beat up campervan in the middle of London. 😂😎😅