I have been the fortunate recipient of Stephen Fry’s fascinating Audio book ‘Moab is My Washpot’, all thanks to my serendipity WordPress friend Sandy Sue, most jolly thanks to whom I am here with y’all now.
Stephen Fry with his silken voice & HUGE intellect and recalcitrent WITT…this darling boy is a joy xxx
I have been visiting Highclere castle & grounds since they opened to the public way back in the 1980’s. The Castle and grounds are very handsome, Carnarvon of Tutankhamun fame buried atop Beacon Hill, overlooking the estate.
The Chapel and grave yard are fascinating, especially Lady Evelyn’s memorial, that of Victorian Housekeeper and a 21 year old ‘King of the Gypsies’. There is a delightful wilderness walk around a lake where trees have fallen in and all is quiet…bringing one out at the Highclere Estate Cricket field…lovely place to sit and soak up England on a summer’s day. I LOVE HIGHCLERE xxx
I have a signed copy of the current Countess of Carnarvon’s book…
Lady Almina & the Real Downton Abbey
Do read a translation of Plato’s Cave, found within ‘The Republic of Plato’…
This little video may speed your perception of the situation and story:
Looking for my friend in Iowa…I love you.
IN MEMORIAM 1911-2004
“But there are advantages to being elected President. The day after I was elected, I had my high school grades classified Top Secret.”
I had privelige of a month as guest of Olusegun Obasanjo at his Otta Farm 1985; exciting to see Obasanjo Farms flourish over 27 years…
“I arrived Murtala Muhammad Airport 26th March 1985…and no one was expecting me!
Managed to find good people in the chaos, and central Lagos several locally brewed & delicious Guinness later & a night at Hotel Palm Palm 2 watching UK ‘s Rising Damp in TV lounge…I got delivered to Obasanjo Farm Otta…to be greeted by a stripped to the waist and wearing white jeans and purple cap, Olusegun himself, on a bicycle, chatting or shouting, as he did in one breath, whilst great convoy of Chick trucks banked up in the Farm’s main driveway…no one daring to complain at Oba’s important gossip session nor their dusty need for beer & chopping.
One of the most inspiring & welcoming months of my life…amazing people, amazing country, wonderful hot Sun to make ones heart smile every day & dance…
…EMAJO for Nigeria x
We loved a Farm in Africa…in the heart of the Ogun State…”
Evelyn Atholl Moir & Istvan Bohus
“…and a Hog in th Pond” 
“Obasanjo climbed the car, took control of the situation immediately and knew what to say and do, he controlled the whole crowd; that is courage and decisiveness and action that Nigerians need in a leader.”
Obasanjo told me, during lunch at his farm, Easter 1985, that he has been a Soldier, at that time was a Farmer and wanted to be a Lion Tamer…prophetic words. He served twice as his nation’s head of state, as a military ruler between 13 February 1976 to 1 October 1979, and became President Elect of Nigeria from 29 May 1999 to 29 May 2007.
He trained as a young soldier close to my home in England…
Denison Barracks, Hermitage, Berkshire.
Small world.
Oluṣẹgun Mathew Okikiọla Arẹmu Ọbasanjọ.
My kindly host at Obasanjo Farm Otta, Easter 1985.
I am sorry I tried to chase you from the garden Sir…picking the capsicums close to dark…we had some good chopping and dancing EMAJO!
I always wonder how the Essells got on when they left the farm for Canada, Mrs Essell an Airforce pilot?
Enjoyed my adventure to Otta ii. Palm Wine & juju where the stills once were. They brought me snakes and lizard, but I’d left for home. Yoha & Doc the dogs…and those giant pineapples growing on the dump. I wandered lost and found the cattle with the giant horns, and helped to kill to pigs in the Meat Processing so I could understand the task. I fear the snake skin slough I gathered from behind the house hedge was from a snake I’m glad I did not meet!
Beautiful Nigeria, wonderful warm people, may you flourish under that Hot sun x
What happen to my dear friend Pinto?
TRAINER…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwZXy9OwPK4
Long Time…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQvlEqCLVLQ
Mi Feel It
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psqxApMbjKc
It A Come
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2eIFgp2neI
Mi Cyaan Believe it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8sj5gxW2xg
Mikey Smith 14 September 1954 – 17 August 1983
In 1978 he represented Jamaica at the 11th World Festival of Youth.
He was educated at Kingston College and the St George’s College.
‘Tek a trip from Kingston to Jamaica, tek twelve from a dozen, mi see mi mama in heaven. Madhouse. Mi cyaan believe it.
(I take a trip from Kingston to Jamaica, and see my mother in heaven.
Madhouse. I can`t believe it)
You believe it?
(Do you you believe it?)
How you fi believe it when you blind you eye to it?
(How are you going to believe it when you close your eye to it)
But mi know you believe it, laaawd, mi know you believe it.
(But I know you belive it, Lord, I know you believe it.)’
At around 11am on the 17th August 1983, 96 years to the day after the birth of Marcus Garvey, the 28-year-old Jamaican poet Michael Smith died…
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