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travellingexcursion · 4 months

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Exploring Bournemouth with Ease: Your Guide to Local Minibus and Bus Services

Bournemouth, with its beautiful beaches, vibrant cultural scene, and bustling nightlife, is a destination that offers something for everyone. Whether you're a tourist eager to explore the town's attractions or a local commuting daily, understanding the local transportation options can significantly enhance your experience. This guide provides a comprehensive look at local minibus and bus services tailored to meet the needs of every traveler in Bournemouth.

Navigating Bournemouth with a Local Minibus Company

For small groups or families traveling together in Bournemouth, a local minibus company might be a game-changer. Comparing minibuses to regular public transportation, the former provides a more individualized and flexible travel choice. They are perfect for anyone who want to see places off the beaten track or who require a customized itinerary free from the set routes and schedules of conventional buses.

Why Choose Minibus Over Other Transport Modes?

Choosing to travel with a local minibus company allows for a customizable journey, direct routes, and often a more comfortable seating arrangement, which is less likely in larger, more crowded bus services. Minibuses are particularly beneficial for special occasions, group outings, and corporate events where timing and privacy are valued.

Understanding the Local Bus Service in Bournemouth

When it comes to regular commutes and cost-effective transportation, the local bus service in Bournemouth shines as a practical choice. With comprehensive routes covering the entire area, from the bustling town center to quieter suburban zones, the local bus service ensures that all parts of Bournemouth are accessible to both residents and visitors alike.

Benefits of Using the Local Bus Service in Bournemouth

When you use the local bus service in Bournemouth, you can take advantage of a number of benefits, including the fact that it is inexpensive and provides access to a wide-ranging network that connects to important sites of interest and amenities, such as retail malls, parks, and schools. Buses offer a cost-effective mode of transportation for travelers to explore the city, and they frequently travel routes that pass through popular tourist destinations and attractive locations.

Conclusion:

For those planning a visit or needing regular transport within Bournemouth, whether you prefer the exclusivity of a minibus or the economic benefits of a bus, minibusing.com provides reliable, quality transportation solutions. Visit minibusing.com to explore your options for both local minibus company services and local bus service in Bournemouth. With their easy booking system and wide range of transport options, minibusing.com ensures that your travel needs in Bournemouth are covered with professionalism and convenience.

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magnusarchivestimeline · 26 years

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Statement of Joshua Gillespie (MAG – 002 – Do Not Open)

MAG – 002 – Do Not Open:

Statement of Joshua Gillespie, regarding his time in possession of an apparently empty wooden casket. Original statement given November 22nd 1998. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

Timing of actual events unknown.

Regarding: Joshua Gillespie making a deal for $10,000 with "John" in Amsterdam to handle a package for him, which turned out to be storing in his apartment a casket with something groaning/singing in it. Kept coffin for about 1.5 years.

People:

Joshua Gillespie

"John"

Breekon & Hope

Two large delivery men

Tim

Places:

Amsterdam

Bournesmouth

Cardiff (college)

Misc.:

Casket

Coffin

Architecture

Water sets off whatever is in the coffin (rain)

Coffin doesn't like when you put stuff on it

Sleepwalking

Nightmares

Key

Drug use

Key Language:

Before graduating from Cardiff with the others, I had been studying Architecture, so was looking forward to spending a few hours by myself to wander, and really take in the buildings of central Amsterdam. I was not disappointed – it’s a beautiful city, but I realised too late that I hadn’t taken any map or guidebook with me, and an hour or two later I was thoroughly lost. I wasn’t particularly worried, as it was still mid-afternoon at this point, and getting lost in the backstreets had kind of been what I was trying to do, but I still decided I’d better make an actual effort to find my way back to where my friends and I were staying off Elandsstraat. I managed it eventually, but my inability to speak Dutch meant I spent a good hour riding the wrong way on the various trams. By the time I got back to Elandsstraat it was starting to get dark and I was feeling quite stressed, so I decided to pop into one of the cafés to relax before joining up with my friends.

I couldn’t say for sure exactly how long I was in there, but I do know it had gotten fully dark by the time I noticed I wasn’t sat at my table alone. I’ve tried to describe the man who now sat opposite me many times, but it’s difficult. He was short, very short, and felt like he had an odd density to him. His hair was brownish, I think, cut quite short, and he was clean shaven. His face and dress was utterly unremarkable, and the more I try to think of exactly what he looked like, the harder it is to picture him clearly. To be honest, though, I’m inclined to blame that on the drugs.

The man introduced himself as John, and asked how I was. I replied as best I could, and he nodded, saying he also was an Englishman inside a foreign land. I remember he used that exact phrase because it struck me at the time as very odd. He said he was from Liverpool, though I don’t recall him having any sort of accent, and that he was looking for a friend who he could rely on for a favour. Now, high as I was, I got suspicious as soon as he said that last part and I started to shake my head. John said it was nothing too onerous, just looking after a package for him until he had some friends pick it up, and that he would pay well. I thought he was talking about smuggling, and was about to refuse again when he reached into his… jacket, I think? and pulled out an envelope. Inside was £10,000. I know; I counted it. I knew it was a stupid move but I kept remembering my friend Richard telling me how easy it had been to get a pound of hash through customs on his first trip to Holland, and holding that much cash in my hands… I said yes. John smiled, thanked me, and said that he would be in touch. He left the coffee shop and I immediately started panicking about what I had agreed to. I wanted to chase after him and return the money, but something weighed me down, kept me locked into my seat. I just sat there for a long time.

[After moving to Bournemouth, a sea-side town on the south coast].

About a week later, I was in my kitchen cutting up some fruit for breakfast, and I heard the doorbell ring. I answered it to see two red-faced delivery men. Between them they carried an immense package, which they’d clearly had to manoeuvre up the narrow stairs of the building I lived in. They asked if I was Joshua Gillespie, and when I said yes they said they had a delivery addressed to me and pushed past into the hall. They didn’t seem to be from any delivery company I knew and they weren’t wearing any uniforms. I tried to ask them some questions, but as soon as they’d placed the box on the floor, they turned around and walked out. They were both well over six feet tall and very imposing, so there was little I could have done to stop them leaving even if I’d wanted to. The door slammed behind them, and I was left alone with this package. It was about two metres long, maybe one metre wide and roughly the same deep. It was sealed with parcel tape and written on the top was my name and address in thick curving letters but there was no return address or postmark of any sort. I was starting to risk being late for work at this point, but I decided I couldn’t bring myself to leave without seeing what was inside, so I fetched the knife from my kitchen counter and cut the tape keeping the box closed. Inside was a coffin. I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t that. My knife fell to the floor and I just stared at it in mute surprise. It was made of unvarnished, pale yellow wood and had a thick metal chain wrapped around it, which was closed at the top with a heavy iron padlock. The lock was closed but had the key sitting inside it. I started to reach for it, when I noticed two other things on the coffin lid. The first was a piece of paper, folded in half and tucked under the chain, which I took. The other was the presence of three words, scratched deep into the wood of the casket in letters three inches high. They read “Do Not Open”.

[....]

I remembered the piece of paper at this point and unfolded it, but it simply read “Delivered with gratitude – J”.

[....]

I remember I had just started Michael Crichton’s The Lost World at the time, and it started raining outside. It was a hard, heavy rain, the sort that falls straight down with no wind to disturb it, until everything is dark and wet. It was barely past midday, but I remember the sky was so overcast and gloomy that I had to get up to turn on the light. And that was when I heard it. It was a low, gentle sound. I’ve seen Dawn of the Dead, I know what the groans of the undead are meant to sound like, but it wasn’t that at all. It was almost… melodious. It sounded almost like singing, if it was muffled by twenty feet of hard-packed soil. At first I thought it might have been coming from one of the other flats in my building, but as it went on, and the hairs on my arms began to stand on end I knew, I just knew, where it was coming from.

I walked to the living room and stood in the doorway, watching as the sealed wooden box continued to moan its soft, musical sound out at the rain. There was nothing to be done, I’d made my decision not to open it, and this certainly did not make me want to reconsider that. So I just went back to my bedroom, put on some music and turned it up loud enough to drown out the sounds. And so it continued for a few months. Whatever was in the casket would scratch at anything placed on top of it and moan whenever it rained, and that was that. I suppose it goes to show that you can get used to anything if you have to, no matter how bizarre.

I occasionally considered trying to get rid of it, or finding people like you guys to investigate, but in the end I decided that I was actually more afraid of whoever was responsible for entrusting me with the coffin than I was of the actual coffin itself. So I kept it secret. The only thing that worried me was sleeping. I think it gave me bad dreams. I don’t remember my dreams, never have, and if I was getting nightmares, they were no different – I didn’t remember them and I certainly don’t now. But I know I kept waking up in a panic, clutching at my throat and struggling to breath. I also started sleepwalking. The first time that happened it was the cold that woke me up. It was the middle of winter and I tend not to keep the heating on when I’m asleep. It took me a few seconds to fully process where I was. I was standing in the dark, in my living room, over the coffin. What concerned me more about the situation was the fact that, when I awoke, I seemed to be holding the key to it in my hand. Obviously this worried me. I even went to my GP about it, who referred me to the sleep clinic at the nearby hospital, but the problems never recurred in a clinical setting. I decided to hide the key in more and more difficult to access places, but still I kept waking up with it, and I was starting to panic.

When I awoke one morning to find I’d actually placed the key within the lock and was, as far as I could tell, moments from opening it, I knew I had to find a solution. In the end what I took to doing was perhaps a bit elaborate, but it seemed to work: I would place the key within a bowl of water and then put it in the freezer, encasing it in a solid block of ice. I still sometimes found myself trying to get to the key in my sleep, but the chill of the ice always woke me up long before I could do anything with it. And in the end it just became yet another part of my routine. I lived like that for almost a year and a half. It’s funny how fear can just become as routine as hunger – at a certain point I just accepted it.

My first clue that my time keeping the coffin was coming to an end was when it began to rain and there was silence. I didn’t notice at first, as my habit at that point had been to put on the music as soon as the weather began to turn, but after a few minutes I realised that there wasn’t anything to drown out. I turned off my music and went to check. The living room was silent. Then came a knock at the door. The sound was light and unobtrusive but it rang out like thunder in the quiet flat. I knew what I’d see as soon as I opened the door and I was right. John and the two delivery men stood there. I wasn’t surprised to see them, as I say, but they actually seemed quite surprised to see me. John had to take a second to look me up and down, almost in disbelief, as I asked if they’d come to collect their coffin. He said that they had, and he hoped it hadn’t been too much trouble. I told him where he could stick it and he didn’t seem to have an answer for that. He did seem genuinely impressed, however, when I got the key out of the freezer. I didn’t even try to thaw it – I was so eager to have this thing out of my life that I just dropped the bowl of ice on the floor and shattered it. I watched as John picked the icy key off the floor and I told them it was in the living room. I didn’t follow them. I didn’t want to see what they did with the coffin. I didn’t want to see if they opened it. And when the screaming started, I didn’t want to see who was screaming or why. I only left the kitchen when the two delivery men carried the coffin past the door. I followed them down the stairs, and watched in the pouring rain as they locked it into a small van marked “Breekon and Hope deliveries”. Then they drove away. There was no sign of John. That was the last I heard of it. I got a new job and moved to London shortly afterwards, and now I just try not to think about it too much.

That said, I did mention it to Tim yesterday, and apparently he did some digging of his own. Breekon and Hope did, in fact, exist, and were a courier service that operated until 2009, when they went into liquidation. They were based in Nottingham, however, significantly north of Bournemouth, and if they kept records of their deliveries, they are no longer available. What is interesting, however, is the address Mr. Gillespie provided for the flat this all took place in. The housing association that ran it does keep extensive records on the tenants that have lived in their buildings going back some forty or fifty years. From what Tim could find, it appears that for the two years of his residence, Mr Gillespie was the only person living in that entire building, with the other seven flats being utterly vacant. Nobody moved in following his departure, and the building was sold to a developer and demolished shortly after this statement was originally given. Predictably, no-one who worked for that housing association in the 90s is still there, and despite Tim’s best efforts, we could get no explanation for why, in a building of that size, Mr Gillespie spent almost two years living alone, save for an old wooden coffin. Recording ends.

#mag 002 #do not open #breekon and hope #joshua gillespie #“john”#casket #coffin #rain #nightmares #sleepwalking #amsterdam #bournemouth #architecture #breekon & hope

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tamaradoubraomonibeke · 8 months

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Ideas for Final Major Project (LO2)

For the final major project, I decided to do things that I enjoy. Thus, below are my primary ideas.

1. Focus on Nigeria (my homecountry)

Thinking of Nigeria, there is major misconceptions that the whole of Africa is a poor land that needs saving. However, most African countries suffer from terrible political leaders whom hoard resources that doesn't allow us to flourish (so in truth, we have resources). This is why I chose to focus on Nigeria and show it's more than a country of gloom and doom. Also, regardless of the hardships, we always complain but find a way to enjoy ourselves and this is a trait I want to highlight (basically, how our traditions and customs still play a role in helping us getting through the hardships). However, the main challenge I will face is obtaining research as I have no plans of going back to Nigeria now and I grew up mostly in the city so that is all my experience is limited to.

2. Christianity

I am from a country steeped in religious tradition, I was immersed in the teachings of the Bible from a young age. Upon relocating to a new environment, I encountered not only cultural disparities but also variations in religious beliefs. Christianity, with its call to evangelize, became a focal point. However, I observed that some individuals practiced evangelism in a forceful manner, inadvertently fostering resentment towards Christians.

Despite these challenges, I am committed to showcasing the positive aspects of Christianity, especially to those who harbor genuine interest or questions. Recognizing the controversy surrounding religion, I strive to create an open space where individuals, regardless of their beliefs, can engage in meaningful dialogue. By leveraging my faith, I aim to foster understanding and respect, providing an inclusive platform for those who approach the topic with curiosity rather than animosity.

3. Bournemouth museum a.k.a Russell Cotes Museum

As an international student, I had the privilege of showcasing my mother's heritage at African's Night, an event hosted by Russell Cotes. When preparations began, I was offered the opportunity to volunteer, which I eagerly accepted. Having previously explored the museum, I was captivated by its beauty and realized its potential. I pondered the idea of highlighting the museum's advantages during the event.

Originally the residence of Merton (a former mayor of Bournemouth in the 19th century) and Annie Russell Cotes, the museum retains its charm as a historic home. Merton's deliberate decision to preserve the area by prohibiting commercial development has transformed it into a hidden gem. Motivated by this, I felt compelled to promote its unique appeal.

Possible outcome ideas:

A website or app that advocates for the idea. (Shows information and related events concerning the topics).

Market via flyers.

#visual communication #learning #ideas

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hurstpointyachts · 11 months

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Sailing the South Coast: Highlights of Yacht Charters in Lymington and Hamble

If you're a sailing enthusiast looking for your next nautical adventure, Lymington and Hamble are two coastal gems in the UK that offer an array of exciting opportunities. In this blog, we'll set sail and explore the highlights of yacht charters in Lymington and Hamble, ensuring you're ready to embark on an unforgettable maritime journey.

Alum Bay and the Needles:

The western end of the Isle of Wight is home to Alum Bay, known for its multicolored sands and spectacular coastal scenery. Just beyond, you'll find the iconic Needles lighthouse standing tall against the crashing waves. A boathirein Lymington or Hamble gives you the perfect vantage point to appreciate this natural wonder up close.

Bournemouth Pier Air Display:

If you're chartering a boat from Lymington or Hamble in late August, make sure to head to Bournemouth Pier. You can anchor off the coast and enjoy the mesmerizing Bournemouth Air Display, a thrilling aviation event that graces the skies with aerobatic displays & breathtaking stunts.

The Quays and Marinas of Lymington and Beaulieu Rivers:

One of the unique advantages of boat hire and yacht charters in this region is the accessibility of the Lymington and Beaulieu rivers. You can navigate these waterways right up to the quays and marinas, allowing you to explore charming riverside towns and indulge in local cuisine.

Newtown and Wootten Creeks:

For those seeking idyllic anchorages, Newtown and Wootten creeks are a sailor's paradise. Drop anchor, relax, and savor your favorite drinks while surrounded by the serene beauty of these secluded spots.

Osborne Bay and the Jurassic Coast:

Osborne Bay offers a great anchorage with stunning views of Osborne House, the former royal residence of Queen Victoria. If you're up for a longer voyage, head west to explore the magnificent Jurassic coastline of Dorset and enjoy a day return sail to the beautiful beach at Studland.

Poole Harbour and Brownsea Island:

Poole Harbour, the world's second-largest natural harbor, is a fantastic destination for yacht enthusiasts. Pick up a mooring buoy, and take a short row over in your inflatable to Brownsea Island, a haven for red squirrels and natural beauty.

Lymington and Hamble are the perfect launching points for memorable yacht charters on the South Coast. The picturesque locations, historic sites, and hidden anchorages make this region a sailor's dream. So, why wait? Opt for a boat charter Lymington, set sail, and embark on a maritime adventure like no other.

#boat hire Lymington #boat charter Lymington

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marshamcourt · 1 year

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Where to Have a Wedding on a Budget in Bournemouth

Your marriage doesn’t have to put you in debt for the coming thirty times in order to bememorable. However, lavish marriage and can go it, that’s great, If you’ve set your heart on a big.

So how can you have a great marriage on a budget in Bournemouth? By reserving with Marsham Court hotel.

Budget marriages at Marsham Court Hotel

While Marsham Court can feed for marriage receptions of 200 and further, we also have a selection of lower spaces that can be used for the form, an intimate feed or a small event with prices to match. For illustration, we've two spaces that will take up to about 80, while three indeed lower spaces feed for 40 down to just 24.

Alternately, if you ’re planning a summer marriage, you might prefer to have it outside. Our beautiful Garden Pagoda is perfect for the form, while the south Read More....

#Wedding on a budget #hotels in bournemouth with parking #conference rooms

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elsabarnitt · 1 year

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Contextual research

Bobbys - Bournemouth

Bobbys used to be in Bournemouth before it became a Debenhams.

"The World has changed. Covid accelerated trends are already underway. Localism, community, experience and sustainability have now become embedded in our expectations of a town centre and retail. Bobby's with its iconic facade and focal location aims to act as a catalyst for Bournemouth reinvention. Rather than compete with the internet, Bobby’s aims to offer things it can’t provide. Anchor stores are no longer a draw, instead town centres need to offer multiple individual reasons for returning. Our vision is to create a new Bournemouth, a regionally significant destination connected to the local community, centred on beauty, health, craft & gifting, food and beverage, art, culture, workspace and locally focused events and community engagement."

I think this revamp of their original brand has done wonders, and for it to have returned after so many years is quite iconic. It gives off an expensive feel, however it is also very inviting and doesn't, to me, look like they want to deter anyone away. I think the typography has upgraded but kept the same kind of feel. It is now more modern however still feels classic.

What I also thought was interesting about Bobby's is that they have their ow ice cream parlour and beauty hall under their name and identity. (the products in the beauty hall aren't by Bobby's)

Bobby's Parlour Instagram:

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rosemaryhelenxo · 2 years

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The Body Shop - The Wellness Collection

The Body Shop released their new Wellness collection, complete with three feel good scents to help bring some Wellness into your world. #thebodyshop #wellnesscollection #rhxo #rosemaryhelenxo

The Body Shop released their new Wellness collection, complete with three feel good scents to help bring some Wellness into your world. This includes a variety of body butters, balms, shower gels, soaps, and hand creams, and essential oil blends in three wellbeing favourites; Sleep, Boost and Breathe. Currently with the code ‘FRIENDS’ you can get 20% off the Wellness collection! The collection…

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whodaresgyms · 2 years

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Who Dares Gyms | THE UK’S FIRST EVER GYM ON THE BEACH

Who Dares Gyms

THE UK’S FIRST EVER GYM ON THE BEACH

Who Dares Gyms started out as the UK’s first Beach Gym/Training Hub. Unlike anywhere else, our pedigree in former UK Special Forces and Royal Marine Commando Military personnel will train your Mind, Body and Soul with the unmissable backdrop of Bournemouth Beach.

Who Dares Gyms is a unique and industry leading fitness experience like no other. Our mission is to ‘build better humans’ through ‘genuine’ functional fitness training, and mental-resilience coaching.

Our ethos and core DNA has been forged through the Special Forces service of our founders but has resonated with people from every fitness and lifestyle background. Since 2021 we have trained new gym goers, children, and aspiring Royal Marines, as well as Olympic athletes & corporate CEO’s.

BEACH GYM

Our approach is to inspire, coach and move towards a more positive future

Who Dares Gyms is the first ever UK beach training hub, combining functional fitness and traditional CrossFit exercise, with military mindset training. All of this situated on the beautiful coastline of Bournemouth Beach.

With both morning and evening bootcamps, regular games events, yoga classes, educational lectures, and Special Forces Mindset workshops, this is more than just a gym: this is a community from which anyone can benefit, no matter their background or fitness abilities.

ADDRESS

Who Dares Gyms Beach Gym

East Cliff Zig Zag Bournemouth, BH1 3AL

OPENING TIMES

Monday/Wednesday06:30 – 19:00 (last session) – Close 20:00‍Tuesday/Thursday/Friday/Saturday07:00 – 19:00 (last session) – Close 20:00‍Sunday10:00 – 18:00 (last session) close 19:00

#GYM ON THE BEACH #Who Dares Gyms

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gopamperpartyco · 3 years

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thatsrightzoeyeyyemain-art · 3 years

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they get a cat, after about a year

Fandom: The Magnus Archives

Relationships: Jon/Martin

Summary:

By the time Jon is allowed to leave the hospital, they’ve found a small cottage to buy in the cattle-filled countryside near Bournemouth. They get a cat, after about a year.

Or: Somwhere Else, Jon and Martin adapt to their new life, move on, and adopt a cat. There are more cats than planned.

Written for @summer-in-the-archives-event! I’ve been paired with @doc-lizard, who did some really beautiful art for this fic which you can find [here]

Please check out the event blog! A lot of really beautiful art and writing have been made by some really lovely people.

[1/1 - 3k words - AO3 LINK]

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travellingexcursion · 5 months

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Unlocking Travel Convenience with Minibus Hire Services

When it comes to planning a group outing or a corporate event, transportation is a crucial factor that can make or break the experience. Thankfully, in today's world, the options for efficient and comfortable travel have expanded significantly. Among these options, minibus hire yeovil services stand out as a convenient choice, offering flexibility, affordability, and reliability.

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lindsaywesker · 3 years

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Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day.

Right, that’s the intense day over! I left my house at 8.00 am and got home at 8.00pm. Two four-hour lessons? Bosh! No problem! That’s the way I roll: I work hard and I play hard too. Today, I have no plans and nowhere to be; the day is mine! Today is a day for me! I will probably work an even longer work day but every endeavour will be for me!

Today is also the first day of the month. Yep, one month gone already! For me, it went by in a flash! When you reach my age, time goes very quickly. Too quickly! January is now a distant memory; a blur of reading, writing, laughter, delicious food, smiling faces, heated conversation and risqué jokes! January was scarily busy but it was fun. February’s diary is packed full of good times but, doubtless, it will fly by in a flash. At times like this, I wish I was a Marvel character (in a tight body suit) with the super-power to freeze time. Maybe I could call myself Pause Button Boy? If only there was some button I could press to stop the clocks and stop my life from slipping away.

My diary is really starting to flesh-out nicely! Over the next few months, I will be doing a lot of cool things and spending quality time with some very beautiful people. And the gigs keep arriving too! Now booked for The Boating Club with Paul Taylor and Scott James on Sunday, March 13. Really looking forward to The Ibiza Soul Week; we’ll fly out on Saturday, April 30th. Looking forward to seeing some lovely people at the NSPCC Soul Night in Bournemouth on Saturday, May 28th. I’ve been invited to play at this wonderful soul and disco charity event at The Bricklayers Arms on Tottenham High Road on Sunday, June 5th. And I’ve been booked to play at a wedding in October; thank God weddings are happening again!

Last week was nine years, three Prime Ministers, over £200bn in lost revenue and a predicted 4% hit to GDP since David Cameron declared an In/Out referendum on Brexit. And all because Cameron’s dad knew that the EU were about to investigate off-shore tax havens and his bank account! Leaving the EU was a huge mistake! A huge and expensive mistake. I feel for the poor lorry drivers stuck in the traffic jam that never moves. And I hate being laughed at by the rest of the EU. The French and the Germans are literally laughing their tits off! Are we strong enough to be self-sufficient? Not by a long stretch! Right now, the most prosperous British ‘industry’ is corruption. Nothing to be proud of. I assume you know what F.U.B.B. stands for?

Thanks for reading all the way to the bottom of my status. Pucker up! Special snogs for you. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

#mixcloud #mi soul #dj #music #lockdown #new blog #coronavirus #books #tuesdaymotivation

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