Hello Possums!
I've made yet another huge discovery. I've just fought off the flu - who needs that right now - with my favourite medicine, cider!
Cider cures all my problems, apart from monkey bites and wombat scratches and I'm thinking of patenting it as a medicine.
Let's just say, for now, that clinical trials are continuing!
Sing with me Possums!
I am a cider drinker
I drink it all through the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all my troubles away
Well it's cosy in the kitchen
With the smell of rabbit stew
And the breeze blows through the farmyard
We can smell that cowshit too
When the combine wheels stop turning
And a hard days work is done
There's a pub just around the corner
It's the place where you have your fun
I am a cider drinker
I drink it all through the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all my troubles away
Well Mabel, when shes able
Takes a stroll down Lover's Lane
Then we sink a pint of Scrumpy
Playing old nature's game
I am a cider drinker
I drink it all through the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all my troubles away
It would have been quite enough having to deal with the Special Branch PR Unit on it's own. But of course I wouldn't have had to. Exactly what Special Branch officials opposed to my research needed, was for a small pack of stalking abusers to make false allegations about me which they could massively use as a lever to discredit me. In fact, they were fairly desperate for anything to use. And The Met are attempting to do exactly this.
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Time since my stalker threatened to delete this blog 'in an instant':
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