Meme/Obscene/(-Not)/+the Queen

I THINK I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF "MEMES" FOR THE NEXT... LONG TIME... When I said answer I meant at your place. It sounds like I was asking for answers here. Having filled out my "dream" house/car/vacation/life I actually got thinking to what I really wanted (the image of that purple & gold limmo parked outside Blenheim Palace remains emblazoned on my mental retinas) so hokay, briefly.... house ~ one that is absolutely massive (that will never change) but it must look really small and modest from the outside. It's the interior I'm bothered about. Don't wanna show off with my house (how common!). Car still a stretch limmo as a way of getting around but definitely anonymous black. Purple and gold's too much of a security risk. (Of course I'm filthy rich in the dream.) If it were a car for me to drive... o... i don't know. Actually I've always thought those Smart Cars were pretty nifty. Plus they only take up half a parking space. And you pay less C(-ongestion) Charge here in the "big smoke". What was the next one? Oh yeah vacation? Still Burma/Myanmar and all around that region. I wanna seee that giant gold pagoda shining in the morning sun. And life: that also stays the same. I want as little to do with the nasty old world as possible. When I was younger it seemed amazing in many aspects. Now I have grown to hate it! I would still write the emotionally draining (on me, not the reader) bestsellers.

Well it is nearly dark. The nearest bus-stand is glowing red (the display board). The sky is palest turquoise grey with peachy-pink clouds way high high up. It's quite a nice evening but I don't really feel it. I went to bed this afternoon because I was so depressed. As for my story it's now pretty much up to the present age (but unfinished).... tomorrow I will try to finish up.

Okay ... till then... take care of yourselves... and don't go on the Jerry Springer Show.

(BTW did I ever mention I once met Jerry Springer? Wow!)

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Talking of historic houses: maybe Longleat would be nicer than Blenheim. It seems to be bigger (certainly twice as tall). Though having said that, you surely couldn't beat Blenheim's fabulous long gallery for rollerskating (these galleries were originally built so that aristocratic ladies could promenade about indoors when it rained)....

Another wondrous house is Chatsworth. If you click it, have a look at the enormous cascading waterfall. I spent ages and ages playing in that as a child. When we lived oop north (so much I haven't told you!) it was one of the nearest grand days out. Also the house is full of furniture made from a stone called "blue john" ... The house is very posh indeed. I think it's the Duke of Devonshire's home and he's one of the old guard (everybody calls him Your Grace) ... and so on...

If you're going for a castle, Windsor Castle is the most extensive lived-in castle anywhere in Britain ...

I've spent loads of time in Windsor because I used to have family there. One thing about the British Royal family you should understand if you're a foreigner is how un-aloof they actually are from the ordinary people. You are quite likely to see the Queen or Prince Charles in Windsor Great park. I remember being in a car aged ten and stopping off to look because "Ooooh! Charlie's playing polo!!" I looked outside and saw lots of men on horses. I had no idea which was Prince Charles. But (I suppose) I can say ~ wow! ~ that I have (sort of) been to a Royal polo match. Although I never got out of Auntie Ann's Mk II Ford Cortina ...

Also don't miss Buckingham Palace (of course) and the British Royal Family's official website.

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Hey I just found "Jeffrey Archer's official blog"

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Hey II: forget pokey British historic homes; go to the "Roi" of them all:~ Versailles

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I met Jerry Springer in Central London, near Piccadilly Circus tube. He just kinda appeared there, complete with camera crew. One member of the public I heard in the background chanting in a cockney accent: "Jerry, Jerry!" His hair was almost luminously died this artificial blond (camera-good; real-life highly unrealistic) that's if it wasn't a wig. I shook his hand. The cameras rolled. He said, "How are you?" Being English I took the question literally and said, "Fine, thanks," yet could not help noticing he was already looking around for someone more important-looking to talk to ...

Yeah, so that's my "Jerry! Jerry!" experience!