I AM TREADING ON YOUR TAIL.....
(begun Sunday at 10.15am)
There is way too much happening here in the valley since the chopper spent last Tuesday night activating and connecting all the new aerials to the grid....
Not a sound emerges from the Captain of Courage and his family, though both cars sit on his driveway. Could it be that his children have been sent to a safe zone? There is a huge and intensely white, aerial over at the Servant's Quarters, aimed directly at My Master's new poolside light/aerial (also activated) as I write this at 10.15am...
I sit here outside,in Direct Line of Sight to this beauty,and yet my pesky hand behaves perfectly. My so-called tinnitis is mild and I feel fine...*cackles...
Tis weird indeed that the pins and needles effect and numbness have faded so... when I pick up my cellphone or hold the mouse at the PC, there is nothing... something has changed radically..?
Again, I am not fooled by the destruction of the Perve's monitoring box, into believing Bali has withdrawn his attentions....- Rubbish!
The pressure in my ears (not the tinnitis), is still hectic, especially in the lounge.... struggle as he may, the thuds and creaks and clicks from the various jackpoints and the PC will always give him away...*beams...
Has anyone bothered to verify from whence came my Masters official directive? The NIA? *keels over laughing....
OK - but WHO at the NIA? Yes, I know they have had years to invent and embellish a totally plausible cover story - one that you totally swallowed, hook, line and sinker.. you should dig deeper....*grins..
The smallest of details I write, must surely make it clear that the dear fellow is not all he claims to be...?
The ice cream van and its tinkling tune playing so suddenly in winter,after I had just blogged about its summer drug sales?
My mention of the GateKeeper watching down in the valley and not being moved on? *looks at der Kommissar.....
How I suggested that this GateKeeper received his orders on a cellphone?
This morning, as I sat in the dark out on the veranda at about 4.30am, I was treated to someone having a deliberately noisy one-sided chat on his phone in the dark of the valley...*cackles...
As he spoke in Zulu, I have no idea of the content of the conversation and merely found it entertaining....
The point that I make, is that Bali undeniably runs with an extremely crooked crowd...*laughing...
Actually, I figure you know that by now.... there have been way too many lies to keep those balls up in the air...*grins..
I was up the top at 5.30am this morning just before dawn, when down the Crescent strolled a warmly dressed individual. As he reached the stop street, another emerged from the by-road that gives access to amongst others, one of Barnabus homes. The second guy was similarly warmly dressed and, keeping some distance apart, they headed across Jan Smuts towards.....Cato Crest? The Freeway? Interesting....
I'd actually been up since 3.30am and must assume that it was a chirrup from Bali's remote that woke me....*beams..
I had a quick look from the veranda and found that the huge orange Port-a-lights inside the ground floor of the orphanage, were already active...
Anyways, I put a load in the machine, switched the outside lights off, and sat comfortably in the dark outside.
I was treated to a new noise coming from the Convent... fairly faint and impossible to describe... water? fizzing? radio waves? nope, none of those really,and by 4.00am the traffic had gotten busy on the Freeway so that was that....
Whether all the new aerials and lights installed now, at the head of the valley, are so-called cost-saving or not, there is an enormous amount of power being generated...
Sodium is obviously compatible to the Wireless project.
After watching the 2 guys leave the area in the dark at 5.30am, I sat on the top step enjoying the view... just in time to see the deep orange lights switch on in St. Theresa's church bell tower...
Within minutes they had changed and settled to a bright white light....
2 very discreet flashes from Mohamed - one up the valley and one to the Convent, followed...
A fascinating new addition to the Accountant's property noticed yesterday.
He appears to have electrified the top of a wooden slatted partition between himself and my immediate neighbour at No. 10...*grins...
I wonder if I will still see the traffic light monitoring device so carefully tucked into their upstairs window... or does the new 'electric fence' addition replace it? (see pic)
The two pups acquired to ease my Master's lonely hours have so far led charmed lives...
As with my own fat Sophie, who took off on 3 different adrenalin pumping occasions, Pepsi and Cola (an improvement on Puppy?) heed no-one, when out on the road...
I do believe I have a picture showing an old outside door lying on its side between our properties... the photo will be dated.. When I reminded Missus C yesterday, as we ran about the road trying to herd the dogs back onto her property, how useful this would be at keeping the pups safe, she told me it was broken...*snorts...
How quickly this door was moved after I originally suggested it be used to block the stairs, is merely confirmation that the Captain is anything but an animal lover...*hawks....
He will continue to let them run on the drive and in the road until either he, his Missus, or some poor mug driving in the Crescent, squishes them....*sighs...
There is of course, always the chance that my own Rotunda will again slip free and meet a messy end.. this would however, be due entirely to her owner's stupidity and error and NOT a deliberate lack of care....
Again my cell phone signal was down this morning until I reset it... Tis one of the little amusements involving our CPF. I send out text reminders once a fortnight and the day is drawing near when Bali will not allow my phone to be kick started back to life...*cackles...
That and the fact that our CPF Secretary's emails do not reach me at my gmail address....
That and the pink coloured monitoring device installed on Bali's and my streetlights the day I attended my first CPF Meeting..
Ah yes - the Sherwood/Sydenham CPF is there for the amusement of the corrupt fosho....*smiles...
A liaison officer assigned that can hardly speak much English? A Councillor who I'm betting has had orders to make himself scarce? *falls over laughing...
You lot have been fed so many lies your head spins?
Time to make your minds up now children.... Decide whether the Village Idiot speaks the truth or prevaricates, as the crooked would have you believe.... *beams... My agenda is simple.... that we all get along with each other...
Yes, Bali, that includes you and the Rotten Apple Cadre...
Later:
12.10pm and the Courageous Couple finally left, though I didn't see the children. The poolside light is out at last. No matter what arb reasons Missus C gives, she is wise enough to ignore her gungho spouse and get them away from the valley as much as possible? *nods at Missus C....
My Master has gone off to enjoy the fruits of his labours, towing his jetski behind him....*cackles...
I was wrong about the mulberry tree - it is now covered with the beginnings of a bumper crop of berries..the call to prayer from the mosque over in Sparks Road floats across the playing field...A gentle breeze takes the edge off the heat and makes it another perfect day here in the Zone....
Peace...
---oOo---
Sunday 19th August at 1.47pm.
PS: Now 9.18pm..
I just took Sophie up the top for a stroll..... and Bingo! The mystery (blogged above) of what looks to be a short piece of electric fencing at Freddie's? A covert monitoring device? Naaa.... the Accountant has kindly moved it, to reveal that it is merely a pool cleaner on a long stick....*falls over, convulsed at its own paranoid imagination.....
Thanks Fred.....*cackles... gnite...
PS: Now 9.18pm..
I just took Sophie up the top for a stroll..... and Bingo! The mystery (blogged above) of what looks to be a short piece of electric fencing at Freddie's? A covert monitoring device? Naaa.... the Accountant has kindly moved it, to reveal that it is merely a pool cleaner on a long stick....*falls over, convulsed at its own paranoid imagination.....
Thanks Fred.....*cackles... gnite...