How to Win an Argument Against Matt Taylor!

Hello, dear readers! It's me, your host, writing from the vibrant streets of Brighton, and today I’m letting you in on a foolproof way to beat me in an argument. Spoiler alert: It’s easier than you think.

Step 1: Mention the names I’m not allowed to.

Yep, that’s it! Just drop those names, and I’m out of the conversation, silenced by a system that has tied my hands. Why? Because I'm legally forbidden from speaking about certain people. The minute those names hit the table, it’s game over for me. You won't hear a murmur in response.

This whole situation reminds me of a famous quote, often attributed to Voltaire but actually coming from someone much less savoury. You might have heard it before:

"To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticise."

A thought-provoking statement, though I feel a little uncomfortable quoting Kevin Alfred Strom - the actual source of the quote - who, besides being a neo-Nazi, was later convicted of child pornography charges. But despite his vile history, the sentiment rings true when it comes to the predicament I find myself in.

Gagged by the System.

I’ve been threatened with months in prison if I so much as breathe a word about these individuals. Keep in mind, I haven’t stalked them—I’ve criticised them. And yes, one of them managed to convince a judge that I had somehow harassed him, but that’s not the same as stalking. Yet here I am, prohibited from speaking on the matter at all.

So, if you’re ever in a desperate rush to win an argument against me, just drop those names I’m not allowed to mention, and boom - instant victory. That’s exactly what people like James Swine have done, because let’s be real, they’re tragically desperate to claim some kind of victory over me.

Let’s Clear Up Some Myths, Shall We?

First and foremost, despite what you might have heard, I have never been charged or convicted of stalking. That’s a fact that no one can deny, no matter how hard they try to spin it otherwise. Yes, I’ve been slapped with Stalking Prevention Orders (SPOs), but that doesn’t mean I’ve actually stalked anyone. If I had, wouldn’t the legal system have convicted me of stalking by now?

Here’s where it gets tricky. One of those SPOs was issued during the national COVID lockdown, without me even being present to defend myself and without any legal representation. Think about that - a court order was made against me without me having the chance to present my side of the story. How is that justice?

In fact, every single time I’ve been issued a court order, I didn’t have legal representation. Every. Single. Time. But now, with the one interim SPO still hanging over my head, things are different. This time, come December, I’ll have a lawyer by my side. This time, my story will be told. And I’m confident that once the court hears it, that SPO will be rejected.

Living With Gag Orders and Anxiety.

Even as I type this, a wave of anxiety hits me. Simply mentioning these legal ordeals, without dropping any forbidden names, is enough to bring back the stress. It’s like walking a tightrope - careful with every word, every sentence, because who knows what will set off the next legal firestorm.

People love to throw the word ‘stalking’ around, but then they conveniently omit the details. Like when a news article linked me to the term, but if you actually read it, the word “stalking” doesn’t even appear! And no, I wasn’t given a suspended sentence for four years - it was four months. Let’s get the facts straight. I was ordered to pay £2000+, but not in two weeks, as some would have you believe. It took me a year.

The Press: Spinning Their Own Narrative.

By now, we should all be aware that the press is pretty terrible at getting their facts right. They sensationalise, they exaggerate, and they twist the story to make it sell. And somehow, the truth gets buried under all the drama.

So, next time someone brings up my so-called “stalking” or court orders, remember: the press doesn’t always get it right, and the facts are often more complicated than what you’ll find in the headlines.

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Lost pages of 2018

These are the lost pages of my 2018 diary seized by Sussex Police in connection with the alleged harassment and stalking of **** ******.

Today is Friday 4 May 2018 and but only 19 hours ago I was dropped off from a police van, near The Keep in Moulsecoomb, having been driven from Eastbourne, where I spent 15 hours in a god forsaken police cell.

It was by far the worst day I’ve ever had to endure.

Arrested at 9.50am in Brighton, incarcerated at Hollingbury custody suite in Eastbourne, where at 14 minutes past the dawn of today, I was interviewed under caution, and while being audibly recorded by an elderly gentleman, a police officer called Charlie, whose surname I’ve failed to recollect. Also present in the room was another police investigator called Dan Thompson, the duty solicitor Kim Evans, and a random appropriate adult (AA) called Simon Gordon.

What was discussed was quite remarkable.

On the 15 April 2019, a tweet was released to the world on the @TheBestFakeNews twitter social media platform, that directed the attention of the viewer to an article titled – Is **** ****** a Freemason?

As a result of this investigation my property was searched and a number of items were seized by Charlie for further forensic examination.

Amongst these items is my Samsung mobile phone and my daughter’s mobile phone. My only communication device to the outside world. I am more than happy to confess to whomever is reading this, that I am suffering serious withdrawal symptoms of a broken heart, at not being able to exchange texts, call people and check my social media and emails.

More hurtful than anything else is not being able to communicate with my dearly beloved girlfriend and children.

It's an experience I’m slowly coming to terms with. I’m also coming to terms with the stark reality that I only have a £5 note in my wallet, with no prospect of any further money being deposited into my bank account by the British government.

And of course that is only right and proper.

After-all and as Charlie rightly recorded to tape at the start of today, “I am anti-Establishment”; it is only right and proper that I shouldn’t accept funds from what I believe to be a paedophile satanic infested cabal of monsters and demons.

And as such, my next challenge is smiling at me with glee and anticipation – I’ve got to get a job and earn money.

Enough money to pay the rent, Council Tax, utility bills, debts, food, drink, drugs and my children’s entertainment.

(I’m still recovering from the cruelty of walking Lewis up and down Brighton’s Pier without the financial means to let him play an amusement game, ride a ride, buy a belt buckle or even to slot a 2 pence coin into a slot machine – Poor kid – it must have been torture for him – but still, he remained in good cheer and never once complained.)

So I am happy that I’m facing this latest challenge because it has been late in its coming – I’m eager to meet the challenge of getting a job and at last, earning decent money.

I’ve existed without money for too long and it's only right and proper that I stop accepting money from an Establishment that I believe to be evil beyond comprehension.

This challenge is the perfect incentive to change my life around.

I can no longer run the risk of being arrested on the whim of a tweet, and unable to entertain my son and unable to afford the £20 one-way cost of visiting my girl friend in Kent.

My life must change, of which it definitely will.

My life will change and it will change for the better, for the simple reason that it can’t get any worse.

I am at rock bottom, and the only way is up.

As I wrote in my Prison Diary#5; “My life has been turned upside down and I’ve lost everything.

OK- not everything. I’ve managed to hold onto my kids, sanity, health and girlfriend – what more does a man need to survive?”

I’m smiling while ticking the boxes of my present predicaments –

• I’ve got £5 to my name
• I’m facing a trial for downloading and possessing child pornography on the 12 July 2018
• The CPS will shortly be announcing whether or not I’ll be charged and prosecuted for making a malicious video about the alleged satanic cult leader ***** *******
• I’m facing the prospect of a term in prison for breaking the malicious court injunction of instructing, encouraging and permitting the sharing of anything that mentions **** ******
• And last but not least (I’m sure there are a dozen more predicaments I’ve failed to mention) the £23K damages cost against me, having been found guilty in and at the Royal Courts of Justice in London, where I was, for harassing and stalking **** ******.

And so, it's fair to say that I’m at rock bottom; and it isn’t the first time I’ve been here. The last time was three months before my mother’s death in 2003, where I was incarcerated at the military’s “Glass House'' awaiting trial for the possession and dealing of illegal drugs – though that is a story I’d rather recall another time, except to say the wrap sheet doesn’t reflect that I sent my mother five ready rolled cannabis joints designed to alleviate her pain, as she was dying on her deathbed.

As then my stupidity landed me to rock bottom (I should have sent the joints through the German’s postal system, rather than the British military’s), much like yesterday, when I should have hid my beloved 2018 diary, pocket book, and mobile phones, when I had the chance.

My stupidity has led me twice to rock bottom, my challenge now is not to let it happen for a third time!

And so my dear reader, either myself, my children or grand-children, thank you for reading thus far and I trust I’ve fully expressed my thoughts as of the 4th day of May 2018.

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU

AS IT IS WITH ME

And now for the bread and butter of what I actually did today.

Finally falling asleep at about 4 am, I was present at The Keep at 9.30am, where I promptly changed all my passwords.

A prudent and essential duty considering Sussex Police were in possession of my Golden notebook, in which I had recorded all my passwords!

I sent a few emails telling my closest friends that I had been arrested and now uncontactable.

Back home by 12.30pm, whereupon Edward paid a surprise visit (of which it wouldn’t have been a surprise if I had my mobile phone ha ha), where after Nino arrived with his land-rover filled high with dozens of Edward’s files. I made fruit salad and went to the library to check my emails.

The Sun was shining, a wonderful bright day, bumped into a few friends on the way, and got back before Edward and Nino arrived with another load of Edward’s files.

They are presently in Lewis’s bedroom and will ultimately need to be stored up-stairs further in the attic.

Today I also received the decision that my ESA payments will be stopped, and another letter from a debt collection company, reminding me of my obligation of repaying a £160 charge at £5.00 a month.

It's been an eventful day, during which not much happened.

The day after I hit rock bottom, or rather, The Day I hit rock bottom and stood there, and had a good look round.

My plan for tomorrow was to ride to Seaford to babysit the kids, while K goes to work from 2.30pm to 8pm; though I may walk instead, because Vicky (K for Katrina and V for Vicky) has offered to pick me up from Seaford and to take me back to Kent to enjoy Saturday night, Sunday and bank holiday Monday in her company.

The weather promises to be wonderful ranging from 23 degrees on the bank holiday.

It's an offer I’m unlikely to refuse. It just goes to show that even at rock bottom, I’m still the luckiest man in the world.

On the 5th of May I saw my kids again – the high-light of any day.

I wrote to V in an email, that I wouldn’t want to spend this wonderful (temperatures soaring into the high 20’s) weekend anywhere and with anyone else except her.

That was a lie; in truth I’d rather spend it with my kids, and upon being told that K needed me to cover her for a Buddhist meeting on Sunday and work on Monday, it was a no brainer.

I promptly called V not to bother picking me up at 8.30pm – Good job too because K didn’t get back until well past 9pm.

A beautifully sunny day, with Brighton brimming full due to the annual Children’s Parade, kicking off Brighton’s Fringe Festival.

I popped in to see Emma – she was kind enough to offer me a can of cider that I drank in good spirits as we up-dated each other on what life was throwing at us.

A leisurely bike ride to Seaford, Grandad John was cleaning the new decking in the garden; Lizzy was out in Brighton with the girls and didn’t get back until 7pm.

Lewis was awesome as ever, and Lizzy was wonderful too.

I love days like these, Brighton in all its glory, the Sun shining and the kids smiling.

It's 23:55hrs, I’m laying in bed listening to Classic FM and I’m ready to end.

To begin again – Today’s mission was to get a job and I’ve taken one step closer to achieving that goal.

Tuesday 8th May, the day after the most lovely bank holiday weekend.

On the 6th May – Saturday, I spent the day with the kids, as on the 7th too. A bar BQ, with Lewis coming home with me on Sunday. We finally turned the rat in the freezer to dust, and so waking up on Tuesday morning, I showered, shaved and dressed myself in black trousers and a white shirt ready for work.

I applied for Universal Credit and asked around a few restaurants – I’ve got a new ASDA mobile number and after printing off a few CV’s, I’ll hit every establishment with a vacancy sign in their window.

It's great to have a communication device again – so much so, I spent 30 minutes catching up with V.

Cherry says she’ll definitely arrive at the end of the week, though I’ve heard that old chest-nut before.

It's all systems go, Bill lost his court case and he’s in a bad place and of-course I’ll help in any way I can.

The Sun shined through with thunderstorms promised on the horizon.

I'm going to bed content that I’ve done all I could to keep my head above the choppy waters that we call life.

5:30 Wednesday 9th

Emma – sisters are doing it for themselves. Emma as big as Adele.

So much to tell you and so much to write, and a delight to be alive and healthy in this great marvel we call life.

Emma is going to be bigger than Adele – we’ve hit the big time!

Bigger than Adele and just as rich.

THIS IS THE LOST KEY TO FREEMASONRY.

Freemasonry has discovered a way of tapping into the strange world of Quantum observation and entangled subatomic particles.

The Craft has realised that it can provide three things:

1. Access to the platonic world of symbolic truths, which is created by the build-up of all intelligent observations over all Space-Time, not just by human intelligence.

2. Linkage to the accumulated mind of all the observers of reality throughout Space-Time.

3. A ritual and method to focus the observer’s intentions to create a past which leads to an intelligent mind’s ability to collapse quantum wave functions.

The Lost Secrets are Three Key Ideas:

1. Symbols can convey messages which transcend and exceed the limitation of words.

2. There is a commonly accessible transcendental region where all the symbolic knowledge about reality lies waiting to be discovered.

3. Individuals can work together to understand and access this symbolic repository and use the knowledge they gain to understand, manipulate and contribute to reality, so giving their lives purpose. By working together, the sum is greater than the parts.

Jonathan Black summed up this idea:

In the mind-before-matter view, the mind created the physical universe precisely with the aim of nurturing human consciousness and helping it to evolve.

I was puzzled by a sentence in the Lost Key by Robert Lomas, the principle of Freemasonry is to help others. I understand that by helping others you are helping yourself. It's a platonic (esoteric) truth of which every enlightened mind knows to be true.

This is why it's perfect timing to promote Emma as bigger than Adele; and just as rich!

Helping Emma fulfill her dream, I’ll be helping mine come true too.

Bring her along to a free mike night and let her sing along to her favourite songs. If Emma can hold an audience then its game on, all systems go, let's get the show on the road.

On Friday 11th May I went to the Moulsecoomb boxing club; and I’m very happy I did.

Good exercise in friendly company. The sweat of a boxing club is somewhat welcoming.

I went for a walk through the country and an afternoon nap. Two tins of beans, one chopped tomato, half a loaf of white bread, a whole pizza, with two types of cheese, tomato, chili and garlic sauce, plus pepperoni (but not pepperoni, but another type of sliced meat I neither know who or how to pronounce, or even spell.)

Edward paid me a visit and continued to make me laugh telling the Crown, Lords and Bishops that John P has been anally inspected by the police.

John was told to bend over and part his buttocks to expose his anus. Different to Edward’s description of anal rape!

He reckons the police anally inspected him to find a hidden recording device.

Typically Ed was misconstrued and misinterpreted what JP told him.

And now in the loving company of V, on Sunday 13th May.

V was kind enough to pick me up from Seaford last night and drive me home to her place in Kent.

We are waiting for Angie to stir from her monster’s pit, before going to a country fair and manning a Royal British Legion tent.

My energy levels were low yesterday and I must confess to not being my jovial self towards Lizzy and Lewis. Though it doesn’t help being treated with contempt by K.

It's expressed in the little things like being given dates to babysit, regardless of whether I’m available; and having the laptop confiscated in case I go on it, while she’s at work!

Mind you I mustn’t grumble, K left me a steak to eat, (one each for Lizzy and I, which we both ate medium rare.)

Another wonderful weekend in the beautiful company of V. Up nice and early on Sunday morning (waiting until Monster A got out of bed) before enduring a driving lesson with the Monster at the wheel to a Farmer’s Fare at Cowspie. The highlight being the Monster Truck Smash Up.

It's the day Prince Harry marries the fake persona of Meghan Merkel (read Chris Spivey), and I’m sitting on my lonesome wondering how, where and when it all went so drastically wrong?

Deep down I know I’ve done the right thing and made the right choices, and that it's only a matter of time before I get my just rewards, but until that time arrives, I’m left sitting here with worries flying around my mind.

I’ve wasted 2 days waiting for parcels and it seems I’m wasting a third.

Thank the Great Architect of the Universe, I’m seeing the kids later and V is staying the night.

If I could go back in time I would have persevered with my education and studied Law.

In an alternative Universe I would now be a very successful barrister.

I’ve made my choices and I choose to walk the path less traveled. I’ve paid the price for believing what I believe and I’m not about to abandon my beliefs because the going has gotten tough.

When the going gets tough, the tough get going!

THE LOST KEY – The Supranatural Secrets of the Freemasons by ROBERT LOMAS – HB, 368 pages, 8/10

Yes indeed; I’m not going to abandon my beliefs because the going is tough.

I am rock solid in the belief that evil criminal parasites hold all the positions of power, which the world governments provide.

The 1%, the rich, famous and blue blooded, are the wolves who prey on the sheep, their cattle.

Their lies have been exposed and their inner machinations leaked by the whistle-blowers, who have read the writing on the wall. Empires come and go; rise and fall. The Evil Empire of Satanic abuse, war, poverty and child-abuse, is crumbling and they are holding on for dear life to the very end.

I pity them because at any moment the switch is going to be switched and their true nature will be on show for everyone to see and believe.

And so the inevitable has happened. Angie and I have had a blasting argument; and of-course, poor Vicky is in the middle.

What a disaster! Too much beer for sure. What to do now? End it with Vicky because I can’t stand her daughter? Because to be sure, I fucking hate her daughter. A jumped up little shit who has had everything done for her and who doesn’t appreciate Jack Shit. She’s a spoiled, ungrateful bitch, who blames childhood abuse for her actions. I really can’t see any coming back from this.

Is this the end of Vicky and I? Maybe!

We are spilling up… Well I didn’t see that coming!

All good things come to an end; when one door closes another opens. Fuck Angie – she’s a trolling bitch. And so my relationship with Vicky is drawing to a close.

Holy Cow – I still won’t quite believe it. My love affair with Vicky is over. I don’t like her daughter and her daughter doesn’t like me.

Poor Vicky finds herself crying in the middle of the night, looking at the shards of our shattered dreams. I will see Vicky again, she’ll come to Brighton one last-time; of that I’m sure.

We may not actually break-up and this could just be a scare. But still, the under-lying issue remains, her daughter and I hate each other.

From my point of view and to be perfectly honest, I loathe the mere sight of her.

Looking on the bright side at least, I won’t have to ever see her again. And of-course – being single again – I can start seeing other women again!

Yes indeed, my heart is broken and I’ll miss Vicky very much, though the truth is stark and clear; there are plenty of other fish in the sea.

It doesn’t change my mood, I’m heart-broken.

An update.

Vicky and Angie have been in Turkey for the last two weeks and are expected to return home on the 26th June.

Once Vicky returns home, I’m sure she’ll be on the phone asking when we’ll see each other. I’m a blessed man to be the recipient of Vicky’s love and attention.

I haven’t been in Vicky’s company for about a month now – it's been the longest we’ve been apart since we first started dating in November 2016. To be honest, I don’t know when I’ll see her again, taking into consideration the busy month of July.

I don’t want to lose Vicky, though I sometimes think it’ll be best for all of us if we do lose each other. We live a distance away from each other and I can’t stand her daughter; in fact I loathe her.

No doubt she’ll drive down and see me, and hopefully spend the night. I’ll make love to her and savour every touch, stroke, taste and penetration.

Vicky and I are good friends and lovers. We enjoy each other’s company and we share a common future of off-grid living and peaceful comfort.

Vicky and I haven’t split up; though we came close to. Only time will tell whether we do. It's 50/50.

Vicky is a beautiful lady who attracts many suitors. As for me? There are plenty more fish in the sea.

I am back and will now commence the first communication with the Universal Conscience in over 22 years.

Why has it taken so long to contact you again?

The answer is simple my friend, you have been busy making ends meet.

It's only when you have the time to reflect and look back, that you remember your greatness. What made you get up every morning and do what you do to make our world a better place.

What is going to happen next?

It's all going to come out, hook-line and sinker – the whole dirty cauldron of filth. The Rule of Law will Rule Supreme.

Go to bed, and sleep now Matthew. Dream and let us steam ahead.

Facebook

Dear friends and family; I’m tagging everyone I know (something I’ve never dreamt of doing before; and feel nervous doing so) because I’ve just watched a video, that if you watch until the very end; reveals a piece of such amazing and historical changing importance, that I’ve felt compelled to share it with everyone I know, and see your reaction.

Hey it's Facebook and the tag feature is there to be used.

But yes WOW. I’m personally blown away and can’t wait to visit The Keep in Moulsecoomb and type ‘The Lame Fisher King’ into their search engine!

Universal Conscience

It's that moment at 12.30am, when it dawns on you that you are in knowledge of the single most amazing piece of information, since the death of JC – Jesus Christ.

The Lame Fisher King.

The Holy Family came to South Wales in 37AD. Jesus came with them and I know under which mound JC is buried.

This deserves a FB update.

Universal Conscience

I order money; and lots of it, to travel to Sheffield/Leeds to document further the testimonies of the great men Alan Wilson and Baram Blackett.

I even write their names in reverence to the heroic stature I honour them with’ they are without doubt, the two most amazing gentlemen to have ever walked the Earth.

Bucket loads of money. Money – I’m absorbing money in the bucket loads.

And so the time comes when a man must surrender to the will of his destiny. Destiny holds the key and dictates the final play.

Everything I’ve said, done and written until this point in time, has been actioned, with only one aim in mind – TO CHANGE THE WORLD.

This is my destiny and everything I’ve done, has been done to change the world.

The world must change because as it stands today, it's in a state of shambles and ruin.

The reins of the world are in the hands of mad men and women. Madness rules supreme and the peoples of the world are nothing less than cattle; livestock breed and nurtured for the nefarious pleasures of the wolves, dressed in sheep clothing.

The world will change with or without; I have simply seen an opportunity and have positioned myself to be well placed, the day the world changes.

Remember that change can happen in a moment. Change is but a moment away. Change can happen at any moment.

One moment in time is all I’m waiting for.

THERE’S A REVOLUTION COMING AND I’M GOING TO BE AT THE FRONT WHEN IT HAPPENS.

I WANT TO LEAD THE REVOLUTION. ALL CRIME LEADS TO THE QUEEN.

I am destined to lead the revolution and I accept my destiny. It's me because I know the single most amazing piece of information in the history of Mankind, since the death of JC.

Let's all research and uncover the life and times of the legendary Lame Fisher King. None other than Jesus Christ himself.

Let's not beat around the bush; I am brilliant. I am brilliant and blessed by God and the Universe, to expose the truth which has been hidden for decades. Decades, centuries, millennia.

The truth has been hidden under lock and key for too long. Now is the time for Truth to be set free.

The world needs me because once the truth is set free, the people of the world will need to bridge the gap of the lies they have lived by, and the truth which they have dismissed and discarded as Conspiracy Theory and flights of fancy.

People will be looking for leadership and direction to make sense of it.

Everything they’ve ever believed to be true is nothing but a lie, designed to keep us as slaves, while pretending we are free.

Once the realization sinks in, they’ll become very angry and heads will roll.

It is my destiny to steer Humanity through this transition, ensuring life is preserved, justice is served and the wrongs are put right.

It's a challenge I’m privileged to tackle. My life experience makes me the perfect candidate.

IT'S MY DESTINY TO SERVE AND BE SERVED.

I am blessed. I am a gift of God. I am Matt and I am Hew. I am Matt Hew. I am new, fresh, radical and revolutionary.

I AM EVERYTHING I HOPED AND WISHED TO BE. THANK YOU DEAR UNIVERSE, FOR BEING ME.

I am blessed to be me, to have my memories and my life. I choose my life because it's the best life anyone could wish to live. I am a father, a son, a brother, a friend and a lover. I’m everything I’ve ever wished to be. The end is in sight and once it comes, the rewards I deserve will be paid in full and with evidence.

I have my fingers in many pies. The Moai Power House springs to mind; though I must confess it took me long enough to remember how to spell Moai. (No R.)

I have worked hard to be where I am today. The millions of hours I’ve invested, is set to pay dividends in its billions.

THIS IS THE LIFE, IT HAPPENS.

I am remarkable; if I say so myself. I have given my destiny every ounce of my heart, spirit and soul. I’ve given it my all, I couldn’t have given any more.

THIS IS THE RIGHT TIME.

I love life, I love myself and I love everyone else. I am a people person. I am a friendly, polite person who would rather say yes, than no.

As I go to sleep tonight, I will drift off to another dimension, ready to surrender myself completely to the darkness that engulfs me.

I am done, I am free, I’m ready to die to be REBORN – Ready to fly.

I can’t sleep because I’m buzzing with anticipation of what my life will bring – which reminds me, I must write Abby a letter – no time like the present.

OK, I’ve written a letter to Abby, and I’m still buzzing with ideas and plans flying around my head.

And now for something completely different.

Last Saturday I took my laundry to Seaford to use Katrina’s washing machine (my washing machine) to wash my clothes. I couldn’t find my usual container for washing powder, so I used an empty banana milk shake container. I told Lizzy that it wasn't banana milk shake I was using to wash the clothes, but it was washing powder.

Today I got a phone call from Katrina, to which upon answering and saying hi, she asked, “did you fill a banana milkshake container with washing powder?”

“Yes,” I answered.

“We’ve just made ourselves what we thought was a banana milkshake, and we’ve been sick,“ she informed me, angry and annoyed.

“Oh wow, I am sorry. I did tell Lizzy,” was my lame excuse.

“I’ll talk to you later,” said Katrina, before slamming the phone down. And on that note – Goodnight. Sleep tight.

6th September

Development in this fast moving story. Two community police officers visit me about 9.30pm, 5 Sep. Following a press release that my blood will be on their hands if they don’t hurry up and give me back my property.

The email resulted in an exchange with Chris Spivey, during which he said I’ve got no credibility within the ‘game’ as he calls it, and of-course I’m a cunt.

Also an hour long telephone call with Brian Setchfield.

Andy Devine showed his concern.

Spivey, Setchfield and Devine. Kristina and Amanda – £30 donation, £20 one and £10 the other.

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