Talking to my pal at Cornell University USA and keen follower of Nikola Tesla, he said that it was a well known fact that high frequency radiation could impair brain function. More recently, concern was growing over the exposure to high powered Light Emitting Diodes (LED) where several hundred are concentrated into a relatively small area. The symptoms appear to be a mild form of autism where certain words creep repeatedly into the language. I have noticed that in Barlick’s case it is the use of the word “treacle”. The general advice is to de-gauss the effected part of the brain. This is done simply by standing near the emitting source and moving backwards repeating the word “elcaert” until out of range.
To avoid further attacks it is recommended to place a Faraday cage over ones head when near the transmitter. An old Budgerigar cage with the base removed will do the trick. Tinsel or tin foil is only 10% effective.
LIGHTS IN THE SKY 2013
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The booze orientated cures sounded better....
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I forgot to mention there was a pic of a UFO over Pendle in the paper this week. Haven't the faintest idea what all that is about. Lots of worried people parked outside the Co-op yesterday....
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The liquid refreshment seems to be working, but I shall be vigilant and keep it up for at least another week----- just to be safe 
Gloria
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Now an Honorary Chief Engineer who'd be dangerous with a brain!!!
http://www.briercliffesociety.co.uk
http://www.lfhhs.org.uk
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HAD to go to my cathedral of choice today, oh dear, think they were a bit 'out of it' and very robot like, because I'm sure I saved 10% on everything I bought. Lots of very busy people around and about who I'm sure were talking to themselves, saying things like 'No, it's this way' and "Haven't I done that already, oh hang on...', even my bus driver was happy and I was there and back at super speed. Will HAVE to nip back again tomorrow for fresh veg (and other things I think will incriminate me if I divulge), but that is IT, one has to have limits.
Oh must mention, I've noticed my lounge room has been filling up with red, green and white things, very pretty and calming, candles coming soon, not sure what it is all about.
Oh must mention, I've noticed my lounge room has been filling up with red, green and white things, very pretty and calming, candles coming soon, not sure what it is all about.
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Just a thought...
What is your favourite Christmas Carol??
Mine is 'Once in Royal David's City'. Sums it all up I reckon, Gives me goosebumps.
What is your favourite Christmas Carol??
Mine is 'Once in Royal David's City'. Sums it all up I reckon, Gives me goosebumps.
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My favourite is In the Deep Midwinter.
All defences have failed, I'm driven to put up my own transmitter, tinsel & baubles!
All defences have failed, I'm driven to put up my own transmitter, tinsel & baubles!
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Try the wine Wendy, it is working for me.
Gloria
Now an Honorary Chief Engineer who'd be dangerous with a brain!!!
http://www.briercliffesociety.co.uk
http://www.lfhhs.org.uk
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http://www.briercliffesociety.co.uk
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Oh dear Wendy. You had evidently forgot my article on Xmas Trees...
CHRISTMAS TREES
I left you last week back in 1942 and we'd finished putting our home-made decorations up. The next stage in the decorations came after mother had had a good root in the store cupboards and wardrobes. She always emerged with the same things, an assortment of boxes containing the baubles for the tree and the tree itself. This might surprise you but we always used an artificial tree that I suspect my mother and father bought in the 1930s when I was born.
When we unwrapped the bundle furled up in brown paper, looking rather like a large umbrella, what we had was a small white wooden box with green holly leaves stencilled on it and a broomstick wrapped in green paper. At intervals up the 'tree', twisted wire brushes with dark green paper bristles were inserted in the wrapping. When these were bent out and coaxed into shape they formed quite a convincing tree. We had no electric Christmas lights, at the end of each branch was a small tin spring loaded cup and we put cake decoration candles in these. These were only lit on Christmas Eve and the day itself and in case you're wondering, yes, they were definitely a fire hazard! The miracle was that it wasn't until after the war that the tree caught fire and I remember father putting it out and trimming the remains into shape again. We used this truncated tree until about 1956 and then I think it finally bit the dust when the family flit to Sough in 1955 while I was in the army.
Once the tree was up we decorated it using the pre-war baubles. Most of them were very thin glass and it was amazing how many years they had survived. There was some tinsel as well and if it looked a bit bare we made streamers from crepe paper and filled in the gaps. We never had a fairy on top of the tree. Mother used to show us how to make wool bobbles using the waxed cardboard cover off the top of the old-fashioned milk bottles. You could push out the centre of the cap, it was meant to be used for a straw, and if you threaded wool through and kept winding until the hole was full you could cut round the wool the outside edge of the cap, tie the bunch tightly with another piece of wool, draw the whole thing out of the hole and then fluff it up into a tidy little pom-pom which went on top of the tree. I remember father coming home one day with several tight rolls of thin aluminium tape, just the thing for some extra decoration. It wasn't till much later I found out that these were actually Top Secret! They were used by the RAF who dropped long lengths of the tape from aircraft to confuse the German radar installations, they called it 'Windows'. I was asked the other day whether I had a Christmas Tree and my reply was unprintable. I always liked Christmas trees until I found out that I had been subjected to manipulation for years. I don’t like manipulation and so I turned against the dreaded Yuletide Tree. Why?
We have to start with St Boniface, this wasn’t his given name, he was born in 675 in Wessex, named Wynfrith and educated by the Benedictines at Exeter and Nursling (between Winchester and Southampton). They must have done a good job because he became a monk and was ordained a priest by the time he reached 30. Between 716 and 722 he made two attempts to evangelise the Frisian Saxons but was repulsed by their king, Radbod. Frisia was an ancient region of Germany and the Netherlands that lay between the mouths of the Rhine and the Ems. He returned to England to find he had been elected abbot in his absence but declined the post as he wanted to pursue a career as a missionary. He travelled to Rome where Pope Gregory gave him the task of converting the Pagans to the east of the Rhine and changed his name to Boniface. Radbod had died by this time so Boniface went to Frisia to help Bishop Willibrord convert the Frisians and in 722 he went to Hesse and founded a Benedictine monastery as a base camp.
He was called to Rome and the Pope made him a missionary bishop and introduced him to Charles Martel who’s protection was essential to his mission. Martel (The Hammer) was Mayor of Austrasia, an ancient region in France, and became the ruler of the Frankish kingdom, roughly equating to modern France. The story goes that when Boniface arrived at Geismar he found the Pagans worshipping Thor under a sacred oak tree where they made human sacrifices. His solution to this was, to say the least, direct. He cut the oak down and replaced it with a fir tree which grew, miraculously at a great pace. He told the pagans that the triangular shape of the tree was to remind them of the three points of the Trinity. This symbol was gradually accepted by the Pagans and eventually became a universal symbol of Christmas in what became Germany.
We move on rapidly to George IV in England (1820-1830), leaving Boniface to come to a sticky end at the hands of the Frisians and become a martyr of the church. George IV brought the Germanic symbol of Christmas to England but it never took hold outside the royal family and its sycophants because of the unpopularity of the monarchy. It wasn’t until Queen Victoria’s husband Prince Albert re-introduced the custom that it took hold in England. From then on it became the universal symbol of Christmas it is today. Some scholars say that it was Albert who introduced the concept of candles on the tree to represent the light of Christianity, others point out that the baubles are probably a vestigial representation of the human sacrifices made under the oak of Thor.
So, what have we got? A pagan symbol stolen by the church to reinforce the brainwashing of the Germanic pagans, used again by a German monarchy to cement its place in a foreign country. If you read the history and believe it, it reminds you of human sacrifice, religious domination and monarchical social engineering so sorry, no Christmas tree for me.
Some of you might recognise my Xmas tree rant, I first threw a wobbly about it twelve years ago but I thought it was worth repeating. Next week we'll have a look at wartime cooking for Christmas and the miracles that my mother and father's 'contacts' accomplished to make sure we had food to remember.
SCG/15/11/12
CHRISTMAS TREES
I left you last week back in 1942 and we'd finished putting our home-made decorations up. The next stage in the decorations came after mother had had a good root in the store cupboards and wardrobes. She always emerged with the same things, an assortment of boxes containing the baubles for the tree and the tree itself. This might surprise you but we always used an artificial tree that I suspect my mother and father bought in the 1930s when I was born.
When we unwrapped the bundle furled up in brown paper, looking rather like a large umbrella, what we had was a small white wooden box with green holly leaves stencilled on it and a broomstick wrapped in green paper. At intervals up the 'tree', twisted wire brushes with dark green paper bristles were inserted in the wrapping. When these were bent out and coaxed into shape they formed quite a convincing tree. We had no electric Christmas lights, at the end of each branch was a small tin spring loaded cup and we put cake decoration candles in these. These were only lit on Christmas Eve and the day itself and in case you're wondering, yes, they were definitely a fire hazard! The miracle was that it wasn't until after the war that the tree caught fire and I remember father putting it out and trimming the remains into shape again. We used this truncated tree until about 1956 and then I think it finally bit the dust when the family flit to Sough in 1955 while I was in the army.
Once the tree was up we decorated it using the pre-war baubles. Most of them were very thin glass and it was amazing how many years they had survived. There was some tinsel as well and if it looked a bit bare we made streamers from crepe paper and filled in the gaps. We never had a fairy on top of the tree. Mother used to show us how to make wool bobbles using the waxed cardboard cover off the top of the old-fashioned milk bottles. You could push out the centre of the cap, it was meant to be used for a straw, and if you threaded wool through and kept winding until the hole was full you could cut round the wool the outside edge of the cap, tie the bunch tightly with another piece of wool, draw the whole thing out of the hole and then fluff it up into a tidy little pom-pom which went on top of the tree. I remember father coming home one day with several tight rolls of thin aluminium tape, just the thing for some extra decoration. It wasn't till much later I found out that these were actually Top Secret! They were used by the RAF who dropped long lengths of the tape from aircraft to confuse the German radar installations, they called it 'Windows'. I was asked the other day whether I had a Christmas Tree and my reply was unprintable. I always liked Christmas trees until I found out that I had been subjected to manipulation for years. I don’t like manipulation and so I turned against the dreaded Yuletide Tree. Why?
We have to start with St Boniface, this wasn’t his given name, he was born in 675 in Wessex, named Wynfrith and educated by the Benedictines at Exeter and Nursling (between Winchester and Southampton). They must have done a good job because he became a monk and was ordained a priest by the time he reached 30. Between 716 and 722 he made two attempts to evangelise the Frisian Saxons but was repulsed by their king, Radbod. Frisia was an ancient region of Germany and the Netherlands that lay between the mouths of the Rhine and the Ems. He returned to England to find he had been elected abbot in his absence but declined the post as he wanted to pursue a career as a missionary. He travelled to Rome where Pope Gregory gave him the task of converting the Pagans to the east of the Rhine and changed his name to Boniface. Radbod had died by this time so Boniface went to Frisia to help Bishop Willibrord convert the Frisians and in 722 he went to Hesse and founded a Benedictine monastery as a base camp.
He was called to Rome and the Pope made him a missionary bishop and introduced him to Charles Martel who’s protection was essential to his mission. Martel (The Hammer) was Mayor of Austrasia, an ancient region in France, and became the ruler of the Frankish kingdom, roughly equating to modern France. The story goes that when Boniface arrived at Geismar he found the Pagans worshipping Thor under a sacred oak tree where they made human sacrifices. His solution to this was, to say the least, direct. He cut the oak down and replaced it with a fir tree which grew, miraculously at a great pace. He told the pagans that the triangular shape of the tree was to remind them of the three points of the Trinity. This symbol was gradually accepted by the Pagans and eventually became a universal symbol of Christmas in what became Germany.
We move on rapidly to George IV in England (1820-1830), leaving Boniface to come to a sticky end at the hands of the Frisians and become a martyr of the church. George IV brought the Germanic symbol of Christmas to England but it never took hold outside the royal family and its sycophants because of the unpopularity of the monarchy. It wasn’t until Queen Victoria’s husband Prince Albert re-introduced the custom that it took hold in England. From then on it became the universal symbol of Christmas it is today. Some scholars say that it was Albert who introduced the concept of candles on the tree to represent the light of Christianity, others point out that the baubles are probably a vestigial representation of the human sacrifices made under the oak of Thor.
So, what have we got? A pagan symbol stolen by the church to reinforce the brainwashing of the Germanic pagans, used again by a German monarchy to cement its place in a foreign country. If you read the history and believe it, it reminds you of human sacrifice, religious domination and monarchical social engineering so sorry, no Christmas tree for me.
Some of you might recognise my Xmas tree rant, I first threw a wobbly about it twelve years ago but I thought it was worth repeating. Next week we'll have a look at wartime cooking for Christmas and the miracles that my mother and father's 'contacts' accomplished to make sure we had food to remember.
SCG/15/11/12
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The floggings will continue until morale improves!
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Lovely family story. But as far as the origins of the Christmas tree, you had me going for a while there, i thought it was part of the Lights In the Sky banter.
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It's our Christmas Eve afternoon here already, just want to say to everyone on our wonderful community that is OGFB
A MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS
Love, Cheers, Enjoy, Take Care CATHY xx
and thanks heaps for another great year.
A MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS Love, Cheers, Enjoy, Take Care CATHY xx
and thanks heaps for another great year.
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Happy Xmas to all of you....
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We have just finished our main event here..Christmas Dinner with son, who has to work tomorrow.
One on the nicest and most relaxing Christmas Dinners I have ever had...enjoyed it thoroughly...from the Prawn Cocktails to the amazing Christmas Pudding with Brandy Custard. ( we took it very easy and waited an hour between each course and had a bit of everything but only small serves).
Merry Christmas to all.
One on the nicest and most relaxing Christmas Dinners I have ever had...enjoyed it thoroughly...from the Prawn Cocktails to the amazing Christmas Pudding with Brandy Custard. ( we took it very easy and waited an hour between each course and had a bit of everything but only small serves).
Merry Christmas to all.
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Phone lines to Oz were a bit dodgy yesterday.... Increased traffic no doubt.
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Shock news from the US, Santa was shot yesterday! Opposition to the emitters is fine but no need to go to these lengths! (LINK)
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"Beware of certitude" (Jimmy Reid)
The floggings will continue until morale improves!
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Santa still has some helpers. Merry Christmas to you all. Nolic"I'm a self made man who worships his creator." 
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Ah...you look great, Nolic!
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Merry Christmas everybody, Santas been, we have a very happy little girl and very happy Grandma and Granddad too. Santa is sending me to Bletchley Park. When I go I'll see if I can get some insider information about the lights!
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Is it safe to come out yet???? Silver foil was scratchy and I took it off for a moment but found that lashings of alcohol held the panic at bay.
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It's our new secret weapon Julie, but we mustn't publicise it too much or stocks will run out.
Gloria
Now an Honorary Chief Engineer who'd be dangerous with a brain!!!
http://www.briercliffesociety.co.uk
http://www.lfhhs.org.uk
Now an Honorary Chief Engineer who'd be dangerous with a brain!!!
http://www.briercliffesociety.co.uk
http://www.lfhhs.org.uk
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Brilliant Santa.... What a good man!
Hope everyone had as good a Xmas Day as I had.
Hope everyone had as good a Xmas Day as I had.
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Re: LIGHTS IN THE SKY 2013
Now then, when is Twelfth Night?
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"Beware of certitude" (Jimmy Reid)
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Is that Jan 5th when we are supposed to take down our Christmas decorations?? You're not going all Scrooge on us are you Stanley??
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