It’s That Time Again
Always comes around quick this, but it is that time, the one and only last five photos on my phone. It still amazes me sometimes what I take photos of but it gives you a little insight into my world; albeit a small bit.
Last Five Photos On My Phone
New Butterfly Tattoo
Finally got my Butterfly tattoo completed yesterday and I am so in love with it. The tattoo was done by an amazing tattooist and artist, Lee Devor at his shop in Ripon, North Yorkshire. Fuck did this baby hurt. First one on my back and wowzer I could have done with a bit of gas and air. It was well worth the pain though. It took about 2 1/2 hours in total with a couple of breaks.
The butterfly for me is a symbol of transformation. I truly believe it is now my time to dispose of all the negativity in my life and become the butterfly I was always meant to be. The small dagger as a body represents the strife I have been through and am leaving behind me, the three drops of blood represent my amazing children to remind me that all pain is not bad.
My New Man
Well, bit of news here for you. Meet Jerry my new man. It all happened rather quickly but I think that always happens when you finally are not looking for it anymore. We had a great time this weekend and he had the opportunity to meet some of my family including my grandson, Jasper. Although I’m still not sure which one is the bigger kid; him or Jasper. So watch this space for developments on that one. Hope it works out this time as it doesn’t usually.
This is a photo of a newspaper article out yesterday. This murdering bastard made my childhood a living hell and also that of my friends. He, the devil incarnate, murdered two school friends; both 15 years of age a couple of years apart. His name is Colin Pitchfork but now goes under the name of Thorpe allegedly. I am assuming as this reminds him of the village he lived in at the time of the murders, Littlethorpe; the same village I lived with my friends and my sister.
This man admitted to the police about flashing to thousands of strangers before the murders. He kidnapped another young girl but thank God she escaped. However, because he only killed two and not three which would have kept him in prison for life he gets parole. He is now allowed out shopping getting him used to living with us; the general public again.
He should never be released, he is evil, mentally disturbed, and not safe and he not only raped and murdered these girls he mutilated them. This is one sick individual. I am posting this photo on here so you can see him and be warned. He is currently in the Bristol area but when he is finally released who knows.
Widebeam Narrowboat Interior
Now my new lovely man Jerry is seriously thinking of buying a widebeam narrowboat to live on. Now I have experience with these babies because my parents both live on one; however, theirs is a traditional narrowboat and not a widebeam. The difference is the width of the boat. Widebeams tend to be around 10ft. He has asked me to help him look for one and he is also going to be meeting my parents soon to talk about life on the canals etc.
Harvey Houdini My Trusty Sidekick
My little canine friend Harvey Houdini (called Houdini because he kept escaping when he was small). I don’t know what I would do without this crazy little animal I swear he has Tourettes. He makes so many strange and wonderful noises and nods after each and every one. I shall have to post a video so you can all see him.