WE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE...
IF ITS THE LAST THING WE EVER DO...
WE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE...
GIRL THERES A BETTER LIFE FOR ME AND YOU...
WE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE...
GIRL THERES A BETTER LIFE FOR ME AND YOU...
posted by gypsy noir at 1/09/2007
37 Comments:
Hey Gypsy,
Thanks for your kind words regarding my writing. I've got my suitcase packed- where are we going and do I need my sunscreen?
Dale's taken you literally Gypsy! She's gone and got out of her place! Daaaaaaaalee!!!! Are you out there???
I'll come with you Gypsy...we'll go look for her..and yes, do we need sun screen...sigh...`i wish
no sunscreen..wd40 more appropriate..
i think dales been held hostage by the creative army!!...call out the derelicté marines..or summit?...
I'm there, where are you going?
xx
I suspected it ... now I know it. You're a true and real Animal at heart Gyps!!
I think Dale was held hostage by that fantastic ski hill of hers!
Wow... now that was weird.
My computer was down and so was my blog apparently.
This morning - while my puter was still in a coma - I talked my friend through republishing my blog over the phone - et voila!
... I felt a bit like that air traffic controller talking down the civilian non-pilot at the helm of a compercial airliner...
I'm finally free from the grips of that derelicte creative army...
there's quite a mess behind the abattoir
the WD40 came in handy
dale!! your back!!..
well i shall have to inspect the abbatoir tomorn and corpral punishment will resume for the wayward army...ah the wonders of WD40..
lesley i am an animal..a kitty cat..
right grace im not sure where we're going yet but the yellow brick road is cordoned off!!..
Detour
Detour
big accident on M-yellow...
He he, don't let being an Animal become a Burden...lol
So glad Dale's been talked down safely...the derelicté air traffic controller did good!
Oh Val - I was the atc that talked the non-blogger through reviving my blog.
...he was on his computer while on the phone to me...
Hey I guess that's a Beast of Burden ...
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to where ever
To wear that ball and chain ..
my mother didn't sew my new blue jeans!..and what with my dad being a gambling man..
In this dirty old part of the city
Where the sun refused to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in tryin...derelicté mansion beckons..:)...
derelicte mansion of the break of day...
the colour of shampain pink toenails.
May I join you in your derelicte mansion?
Will it have a derelicte butler at our beckon call?
Will there be a derelicte pool boy with a sculpted body of bronze?
Will there be a cedar hot tub in the garden with derelicte written all over it?
Will there be derelicte satin sheets upon the feathered mattresses in the boudoirs?
...please stop me now...
Gypsy I DO remember!
You're moving on January 12th!
I hope all's OK... let us know how it went.
love and hugs - do i remember something about your hardwood floor?
How's the kits doing?
Hey Gypsy! I've started a new blog book called Watery Ways ;-)
The itch to write is back...lol...as Borat says, I like!
dale jan 12th?..no, soon though hopefully...it will of course be derelicté couture...ive got stuff in the pipeline but im tied up by bureau-crapsy...maybe next weekend.. *&%$£"**!**£$!!!....
the kits are doing fine and dandy..
ooh val watery ways yay!!..
as borat says.." i have a wife, she is dead..lol..
I got the 12 from you saying you've lived where you are for 12 years...me memory ain't what it used to be.
Well good luck with the *&@**@$% beauracracy.
Ooooh derelicte mansion - look out!
Here comes Gypsy!
What I want is a view...I want a window where I can see a tree, or even water...and a nice chianti...
derelicté mansion it will be.....i shall endevour to lower the tone where ever i end up...gypsy style...joy...
gypsy.. im afraid i took you at your words.. ive been at myspace for the past week.. HOW will i keep TWO going.. i barely update ONE..
~Lace~
lace - its simple... stay here.
gypsy... i wish you a window with a tree - and a piece of sky.
lace how veré dare you!..
dale i'll probs get slag heaps :(...
although there is beauty in slag heaps if you look deeply..hmmm..
...so I assume you will be staying in Trashington?
I hope you find a place that will be good to you!
Or have you found one yet?
...hmmm...slag heaps.
I've not seen many, so they might hold a sort of fascination for myself...
Greetings been on my blog lately, ive added my bloggers links back on since the new format wiped all my customising (the swine) Hope Neil doesnt mind I have a pet name for him and it's just stuck with me xx
i shall for now stay against my will in the confines of dear ole trash till i can plan my escape..
slag heaps under a blood red sky do hold a certain..je ne ses quoi....
chants yes your new blog and outlook is splendid my dear..i think neil wont mind his pet name..neilo..quite cool..x..
Hey he should be chuffed if anything lol means your well in with me if i've got a special name for you i.e emyeh, sacks, herbs, veraz, linz the crackho, schmit and well........ Amy
amy being 'cuffs' since school days...
me being emyea...
Gypsy, my fave house ever looked out on to a slag heap - we called it the platteberg...lol. It was the biggest mine dump in the world at one time, but now they've started mining that too so it's getting smaller ;-(
Anyway, I was very fond of my slag heap on the horizon...and we had a palm tree in the garden...I wish you blue skies wherever you are wee one...and lowering the tone?..nah! It will just adjust to fit you..lol
somebodys got to pull me out.. ive asked james taylor to be my friend over there.. i will be crushed if he refuses.. i am pathetic!
~Lace~
ps.. we used to climb on slag heaps for fun as kids.. i kinda like them..
val, slag heaps are the new ski slopes only black..'noir scenic'..
infact i was slag heaping just the other day in a bright orange NEEB boiler suit with my wellies strapped to two pieces of galvanized rubber tyres cut up to form ski typo thing-ma-jigs...with pokers for sticks and me early learning crash helmut for stabalizer bikes..its exquisite...dale would be proud...
lace theres no shame dear in james taylor he wont dare refuse you...chill..
Have you gotten out of this place
to a better place for you?
Hope all goes smoothly... :)
By Gees, I am very proud Gypsy!
Oh, the image that description created...
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