Category: POLITICS

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DEMO IN LONDON, JANUARY 22, 2022. NO MANDATES FOR THE NHS STAFF

OR, NURSES UNIFORMS THROWN OVER THE BARRIERS AT NUMBER 10.

Alert: Already things have changed today so it would seem there is now a stay of execution and also a capitulation on other fronts. Be strong old birds, hold the line. (videos to follow)

Outside of Downing Street on Saturday lie scrubs and uniforms that were thrown there by the workers of the NHS who are ready to leave their vocation rather that have the jab.

Alert: The corruption of the British Government is now visible, with their lies and duplicity coming out for all to see, they truly have sold themselves out completely to the Global elite. You might ask why on a travel blog for older women am I writing and concerned about this? I’ll tell you why.

About five years ago I started to have a gut feeling that I must travel the world quickly. It was a terrible feeling, which I put down to getting older and panicking that I would not be healthy enough, or strong enough to tackle solo travel to the places I felt were of importance. It was very persistent and not to be ignored hence the last five years of condensed travel across all the main continents. I was like a tornado of mad old bird force, a maelstrom of pure energy!

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DAY TEN. SECOND FRIDAY.

HONEST REPORTS, DAY BY DAY FROM QUARANTINE HOTEL HOLIDAY INN HEATHROW. (SEE DAY NINE HERE)

IN QUARANTINE HOTEL HELL A NEW CRUSHING BLOW, BRUTUS MY SONS BULLDOG BEEN TAKEN INTO HOSPITAL

Brutus says please!

All other news from today has been made irrelevant as I just received a call from my son that Brutus our British Bulldog has been taken into hospital with severe breathing problems. This news is the final straw. This is new torture whilst I’m still not allowed to leave here until one minute past midnight. A day when I felt relatively happy has now developed into a terrible crying jag. I simply feel that the ground I walk on will never be safe again for this is literally the final straw. This wonderful kind magnificent boy is now in peril and only just turned six years of age, young even bulldog standards.

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DAY SEVEN. SECOND TUESDAY.

My evening as usual was restless and miserable and knowing my second test is due tomorrow made me panic. What if they had red flagged me and gave me a false positive? It had happened in Tulum when I was completely well and healthy so why not here? I had a big activist target on my back and now fully understand the lies that flow freely in this vile new world order. I paced the room a caged animal. Nighttime is always bad and my Sleepeeze hasn’t turned up and my Diazepam barely hits the sides now.

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DAY SIX. MONDAY.

So a lovely medic called Camillo just had a long chat and was completely in agreement with me. I care not if people are spies now you have to branch out and speak to the one person who isn’t Indian security. He bad mouthed the whole system too so if you grass me up Camillo my darling I shall return the favour. You see how nasty and suspicious this whole global hoax has made people? This splitting of a society with lies and fear propaganda has nearly done it’s job. I say nearly, as more of the sleepers are finally awakening. The ones deeply entrenched with this evil plan are usually the ones gaping at TV and reading bullshit mass media. The softly endearing term ‘auntie’ for the BBC hides a highly organised criminal cabal in its lace petticoats.