the emotional blackmailers handbook

of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

i painted two of these tables a few years ago ...

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... and sold them to two delightful tarot readers, cheap !

i cribbed the zodiac layout from the great clock currently under restoration in San Marco in Venice, but made some changes

Pisces became two Brighton dolphins

Virgo was the girl at the Library in Hove

Gemini were vaguely like a couple of Brighton dykes

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charles williams, my mother's father, began work as an engine cleaner in a shed like this ...

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... before the first world war

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the station cat flounces off in search of true love & catsmeat

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the station cat at sheffield park, pretending to be starved of affection ..

... everyone knows cats are born with a vocational qualification in emotional blackmail

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my mum smoked hers in the outside loo ...

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you don't see many gaslights nowadays

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no kitty, kitty ! not that kind of litter ...

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this lad's got a square tongue ... and a sailor suit

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exactly where and when ...

did you first learn to pronounce these words and begin to understand their meanings ?

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