Because we have a well and a borehole, over a long period of time, all the phosphates and untreated manure spread on fields around us has seeped into our water supply. (I didn't mention we had 9 strains of E.Coli in our water). We have now a full treatment plant that consists of a UV filter, soda ash tub, a grit filter, because the water is full of rock, and a reverse osmosis filter for our drinking water.
However before all this was installed we knew no better, and happily drank the water. This is probably why I realy only drink tea and coffee mostly, as I was simply used to boiling the water.
I guess with this 'drought' we are having, our E.Coli friends are having a party, so all those veg that are getting washed, and all that water getting wasted everywhere is probably a bit 'Pissed' with not being treated with the respect it deserves.
If I can use my bath water for watering my plants, and washing the car most of the time, I guess it's about time a dose of Colic woke everyone up to the fact that not providing water with a means of reaching the water table quickly enough, PRE-CLEANED, through good old fashioned reed beds, and streams that run through built up areas in linked parks and gardens, we have just reached a tipping point on our own ecosystem.
It simply won't tolerate it any more. I remember being able to go and collect natural watercress in streams as a child.
There really is no reason why we can't use our sewage waste to generate electricity, and then put 'sanitized' natural manure back on the fields. You can also retro fit most cars to run on Bio-methane. It's very do-able.
Another useful thing to do, would be to stop building all areas with concrete and tarmac surfaces. There are 'lattice bricks' used for hard standing car parks that you can grow grass through. It looks much nicer on country lanes, and if you do need to dig the road up, you just lift the 'stones', and then put them back down again.
Actually this reminds me, we bought a secondhand 'Garmin', which we re-named 'Dirt track de France'. The thing was more manic than me. It was quite fun finding all the old country lanes that are not made up roads. Its a great spirit of adventure to actually use your 4x4 for the actual reason it's designed for. Think of all those 4x4 offroad schools we would need for those poor driving instructors to take people on... Especially if the 4x4 was run on Bio-methane/Ethanol with a catalytic converter if needed...
And on the subject of saturated satellite signals in our magnetosphere... I wonder if dear old 'M'. is what holds our atmosphere stable?
Could be, we have simply bounced too much junk up there, and not bothered to have a spring clean. It looks disgusting from space.
I know because I have seen it. I do dream my way round the Universe and zip back in like Superman/woman... It's quite fun if I get a glimpse of re-entry. Surely fiber optic cable is sufficient for most terrestrial communication. We are blocking essential co-ordination and positioning alignment signals from other planets and systems.
Even watching something 'live' I am aware of a 'time lapse', so I can't see what all the fuss is about. My Husband and I were without TV last week, (Hooray). We ended watching some real classics of British humour. If you have never watched John Cleese and the cast of Fawlty Towers, you are lacking in comic education. The Art of Humour is 'timing', and this kind of 'timing' is timeless. I also want to get some of the old Monty Python stuff, and definately another copy of 'Life of Brian'... scandalously delicious.
Anyway, back to underground streams. They are there to take the 'run off'. Diverting a natural underground watercourse is quite unadvisable. I mean, fancy building houses on places with ancient names like 'Springfield', or 'Lower Soggy Bottom'. Do we think our ancesters are idiots? I am speaking about Springfield here in Jersey, whilst I am also mindful of the catastrophe in Springfield America. There are times when all is lost, that give us an opportunity of deciding exactly what we want our communities and infrastructure to be around us. There is nothing wrong with having a 'village style network' of different types of architecture that make up a city. How lovely to travel a mile and visit ultra modern high rise, and be able to live in ultra modern high rise and look across a village style landscape.
One of my favorite theme parks is 'Puy de Fou', there are different 'villages' built with different style houses from each era. The crafts and shops reflect that era as well. The people of the area come together to create one of the most spectacular Son et Lumiere feats of incredible and amazing size. At some points there are over 2000 cast creating living tableaux history. Besides you get to see actual charriot racing and Lion taming, Viking battles, Jousting, Falconry...
Well I know I bang on about our lovely Island of Jersey but we have a system of 'green lanes' where the speed limit is 15 miles per hour, and pedestrians and horses have priority. Horses are very ecofriendly, just depends what 'pace' of life you want to live at.
You wouldn't gallop a horse till it dropped dead under you?
We all have our problems, but nothing that a bit of joined up thinking can't sort out.
Well I am just getting ready to go out and we are out of toothpaste. That reminds me that I don't like standing there looking like I have just chewed up a whole bar of soap. You do realise the foaming agent in toothpaste is Sodium Laurel Sulphate which is one of the most lethal carcinogins. I just got lovely white teeth with a spoonful each of coarse cheap salt, and baking powder. A lovely clean mouth, and rid of most of my coffee/tobacco stains.
The next thing to consider, is how much flouride and chlorine in tap water affects our neural processing. Our senior generation do not drink bottled water, or filter it. Wonder why they are all suddenly getting dementia and having to be looked after by the state, via our tax money. Or worse still having to sell homes, and give up an independent lifestyle so that developers can move into huge tracts of 'derelict' housing. Now that is scandalous.
We are told this stuff is safe, but I wouldn't drink it.
I have just been to a lovely event. Our Jersey Mental Health Charity just affiliated with 'Mind' UK. I put myself up to help, or make Jam, whatever it needs. I can do public speaking, and am pretty good at getting a job done. I like the idea of getting more involved.
I feel I am getting through the process of bereavement of selling my business. Writing this blog, and creating this website is helping me a lot. I don't feel quite as lonely or locked in since starting it. It doesn't matter that my stats show only the web spiders visit my site, at least somebody's getting to read my stuff even if it is only code to the web spiders. I actually haven't smoked so much the last couple of days.
Anyway our 'Mind' Jersey is there to support a diverse range of community Mental Health issues. So we need to raise £200,000 minimum. I guess this is every year. There are local 'Mind' charities throughout England and Wales. Without the work done by local people who are mostly volounteers none of it would have changed since I got thrown into Ealing Mental Asylum in a straight jacket 23 years ago.
I had just had a major operation and was severely affected by the anasthetic. I then didn't sleep for six or seven days and ended up delusional. Having just had a ceasarian type operation (having being diagnosed with fertility problems), the last thing I needed was three 16 stone heavies sat on top of me, jamming my backside full of tranquilizer. I think by the end of the last syringe the lights went out. My Husband was told it was enough to tranquilise an Elephant.
It's a very long story. And a Miracle of the first order. My Husband was told he would never know me as His wife again, that He should divorse me, and go away and forget about me. He was told that my mind was irrepairably damaged, and I would need to be institutionalised for the rest of my life.
This He could not accept. His love brought me out of the darkness. His trust in Jesus gave Him the courage and hope to disbelieve what He was told. He is my Hero. Only a 'True Jerseyman' has these kind of qualities.
Anyway before I left Ealing Mental Asylum, I prayed to Almighty God that he would release everybody imprisioned in these dreadful Asylums, and that the people in them, the staff and the patients would gain a respect for each other and that people would be genuinely healed.
So much has changed in such a short time, in tackling the stigma surrounding mental health issues, and charities like 'Mind' are trying hard to address the problems people have in a society, that brings on mental illness in so many people.
On that inspiring note, I wish you a 'good night', sweet dreams, and a beautiful day when you wake up.
And if you are a little web spider, or any other kind of internet 'bug', I hope you find some lovely new codes and interesting finds.
I realise you don't rest like we do, but it would be nice to think you have favorite places to visit where people appreciate the work you do in the ethernet.
Lots of love...
However before all this was installed we knew no better, and happily drank the water. This is probably why I realy only drink tea and coffee mostly, as I was simply used to boiling the water.
I guess with this 'drought' we are having, our E.Coli friends are having a party, so all those veg that are getting washed, and all that water getting wasted everywhere is probably a bit 'Pissed' with not being treated with the respect it deserves.
If I can use my bath water for watering my plants, and washing the car most of the time, I guess it's about time a dose of Colic woke everyone up to the fact that not providing water with a means of reaching the water table quickly enough, PRE-CLEANED, through good old fashioned reed beds, and streams that run through built up areas in linked parks and gardens, we have just reached a tipping point on our own ecosystem.
It simply won't tolerate it any more. I remember being able to go and collect natural watercress in streams as a child.
There really is no reason why we can't use our sewage waste to generate electricity, and then put 'sanitized' natural manure back on the fields. You can also retro fit most cars to run on Bio-methane. It's very do-able.
Another useful thing to do, would be to stop building all areas with concrete and tarmac surfaces. There are 'lattice bricks' used for hard standing car parks that you can grow grass through. It looks much nicer on country lanes, and if you do need to dig the road up, you just lift the 'stones', and then put them back down again.
Actually this reminds me, we bought a secondhand 'Garmin', which we re-named 'Dirt track de France'. The thing was more manic than me. It was quite fun finding all the old country lanes that are not made up roads. Its a great spirit of adventure to actually use your 4x4 for the actual reason it's designed for. Think of all those 4x4 offroad schools we would need for those poor driving instructors to take people on... Especially if the 4x4 was run on Bio-methane/Ethanol with a catalytic converter if needed...
And on the subject of saturated satellite signals in our magnetosphere... I wonder if dear old 'M'. is what holds our atmosphere stable?
Could be, we have simply bounced too much junk up there, and not bothered to have a spring clean. It looks disgusting from space.
I know because I have seen it. I do dream my way round the Universe and zip back in like Superman/woman... It's quite fun if I get a glimpse of re-entry. Surely fiber optic cable is sufficient for most terrestrial communication. We are blocking essential co-ordination and positioning alignment signals from other planets and systems.
Even watching something 'live' I am aware of a 'time lapse', so I can't see what all the fuss is about. My Husband and I were without TV last week, (Hooray). We ended watching some real classics of British humour. If you have never watched John Cleese and the cast of Fawlty Towers, you are lacking in comic education. The Art of Humour is 'timing', and this kind of 'timing' is timeless. I also want to get some of the old Monty Python stuff, and definately another copy of 'Life of Brian'... scandalously delicious.
Anyway, back to underground streams. They are there to take the 'run off'. Diverting a natural underground watercourse is quite unadvisable. I mean, fancy building houses on places with ancient names like 'Springfield', or 'Lower Soggy Bottom'. Do we think our ancesters are idiots? I am speaking about Springfield here in Jersey, whilst I am also mindful of the catastrophe in Springfield America. There are times when all is lost, that give us an opportunity of deciding exactly what we want our communities and infrastructure to be around us. There is nothing wrong with having a 'village style network' of different types of architecture that make up a city. How lovely to travel a mile and visit ultra modern high rise, and be able to live in ultra modern high rise and look across a village style landscape.
One of my favorite theme parks is 'Puy de Fou', there are different 'villages' built with different style houses from each era. The crafts and shops reflect that era as well. The people of the area come together to create one of the most spectacular Son et Lumiere feats of incredible and amazing size. At some points there are over 2000 cast creating living tableaux history. Besides you get to see actual charriot racing and Lion taming, Viking battles, Jousting, Falconry...
Well I know I bang on about our lovely Island of Jersey but we have a system of 'green lanes' where the speed limit is 15 miles per hour, and pedestrians and horses have priority. Horses are very ecofriendly, just depends what 'pace' of life you want to live at.
You wouldn't gallop a horse till it dropped dead under you?
We all have our problems, but nothing that a bit of joined up thinking can't sort out.
Well I am just getting ready to go out and we are out of toothpaste. That reminds me that I don't like standing there looking like I have just chewed up a whole bar of soap. You do realise the foaming agent in toothpaste is Sodium Laurel Sulphate which is one of the most lethal carcinogins. I just got lovely white teeth with a spoonful each of coarse cheap salt, and baking powder. A lovely clean mouth, and rid of most of my coffee/tobacco stains.
The next thing to consider, is how much flouride and chlorine in tap water affects our neural processing. Our senior generation do not drink bottled water, or filter it. Wonder why they are all suddenly getting dementia and having to be looked after by the state, via our tax money. Or worse still having to sell homes, and give up an independent lifestyle so that developers can move into huge tracts of 'derelict' housing. Now that is scandalous.
We are told this stuff is safe, but I wouldn't drink it.
I have just been to a lovely event. Our Jersey Mental Health Charity just affiliated with 'Mind' UK. I put myself up to help, or make Jam, whatever it needs. I can do public speaking, and am pretty good at getting a job done. I like the idea of getting more involved.
I feel I am getting through the process of bereavement of selling my business. Writing this blog, and creating this website is helping me a lot. I don't feel quite as lonely or locked in since starting it. It doesn't matter that my stats show only the web spiders visit my site, at least somebody's getting to read my stuff even if it is only code to the web spiders. I actually haven't smoked so much the last couple of days.
Anyway our 'Mind' Jersey is there to support a diverse range of community Mental Health issues. So we need to raise £200,000 minimum. I guess this is every year. There are local 'Mind' charities throughout England and Wales. Without the work done by local people who are mostly volounteers none of it would have changed since I got thrown into Ealing Mental Asylum in a straight jacket 23 years ago.
I had just had a major operation and was severely affected by the anasthetic. I then didn't sleep for six or seven days and ended up delusional. Having just had a ceasarian type operation (having being diagnosed with fertility problems), the last thing I needed was three 16 stone heavies sat on top of me, jamming my backside full of tranquilizer. I think by the end of the last syringe the lights went out. My Husband was told it was enough to tranquilise an Elephant.
It's a very long story. And a Miracle of the first order. My Husband was told he would never know me as His wife again, that He should divorse me, and go away and forget about me. He was told that my mind was irrepairably damaged, and I would need to be institutionalised for the rest of my life.
This He could not accept. His love brought me out of the darkness. His trust in Jesus gave Him the courage and hope to disbelieve what He was told. He is my Hero. Only a 'True Jerseyman' has these kind of qualities.
Anyway before I left Ealing Mental Asylum, I prayed to Almighty God that he would release everybody imprisioned in these dreadful Asylums, and that the people in them, the staff and the patients would gain a respect for each other and that people would be genuinely healed.
So much has changed in such a short time, in tackling the stigma surrounding mental health issues, and charities like 'Mind' are trying hard to address the problems people have in a society, that brings on mental illness in so many people.
On that inspiring note, I wish you a 'good night', sweet dreams, and a beautiful day when you wake up.
And if you are a little web spider, or any other kind of internet 'bug', I hope you find some lovely new codes and interesting finds.
I realise you don't rest like we do, but it would be nice to think you have favorite places to visit where people appreciate the work you do in the ethernet.
Lots of love...
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