I had Jacko, it was a three foot monkey, with a jumber and trousers, rubber hands and feet you could manipulate, it could swing from things from it's hands or feet and had a really good face also make of rubber. It had been an expensive toy Jean and my father clubbed together to buy me when I was about three. It came from a toyshop in Summerset, where a toy I loved just as much, an articulated horse that you could change into numerious positions came from (my father bought me that the following week, as he had loved watching me play with it and putting it in the various positions. Jean and my mother didn't see that as they were so encrossed in Jacko). They were both thought to be educational, and had a bit of a premium price because of that. My father had the last say, but, as an engineer he was impressed with the toys and agreed Evenutally Jacko's hands and feet were falling off, as were his ears, and, with much sorrow, he was given a burial in the bin. I had the horse until I got married and left him at home. After my mother died I'm not sure what happened, but guess I should explore some of these boxes marked nic nacks.

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Current Mood: nostalgic

Ok, so I've lived in two houses which were 'rumoured' to be haunted, worked in a pub where the previous bar manager was murdered outside and was supposed to haunt it. A bit of a ghost story only adds to the attraction to me so, "Bring it on".

If you find on for me, let me know!

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Well all because of Mr Christian Kane talking on twitter about being on the road, I've had this song going through my head quite a lot.

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Current Mood: flirty
Current Music: Manfred Mann's Earth Band Davy's On The Road Again

I don't really cry very easily. Honestly, I didn't even cry at Michael's funeral. I was physically sick afterwards, but not a tear. So, having said that, the last time I cried was because of some Spuffy fanfic, and that was on Christmas Day 2003. It was a themed completed story I was saving up for the day, by a very good author whose fics I had read often.

In case anyone wants to read the fic, it is The Holiday Series by sabershadowkat, so yes, it is very much HET!

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Current Mood: nostalgic

I tend not to buy into the Celebritary hip. I don't buy the glossy mags, or buy the papers which gossip about their lifestyle and know nothing about their lifestyle. While I do follow certain 'celebs' I think of them more as stars, who have a talent I recognise and admire. I do buy into following James Marsters, Christian Kane etc. I want to know about their projects, what they will be involved in next. I do hear about their personal lifes (but very little) mainly from the internet. It is not something I go out so seek, but will read if it is on my radar.

The other celebritaries who seem more famous for their lifestyle than any talent. I'm not interested in. Do they deserve what attention they get, and gains they might make from it. Yes, because a large propotion of the general public will spend the money and be interested in what they are doing. If we are going to stick our noses into their life, and make judgements about them, they should be given the rewards, both good and bad.

What does it say about society? That we are still gossips, we just have a bigger arena to play in now, and the people we gossip about are able to make money from it. At least it keeps you from picking on someone in your neighbourhood if you are so preoccupied with these high profile names.

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