Leggings – Nightly Wakey-Wakey!

Leggings – Nightly Wakey-Wakey!

The horribles are expecting some goodies soon, perhaps in my name or one I previously used before being hidden. I know this because I'm being kept seriously awake night and day. Two trolls are involved, large hairy women, bristling with anger and some of the tribal members, older and more miserable by the day.

One of them refer to the oldest as Heather of the Kinnears – this may be a misnomer on two counts – however I think I've seen her in a cafe, her voice is in my databank now. She is a large boned woman well covered, an

edge of nastiness in her voice. She didn't immediately notice me, she depends on mind reading rather than sight. A bit like a Leese = the English McDonald, which they renamed so they could still marry each other. It's said that the whole tribe is now so wired that they cannot have children with outsiders. I wonder if its true?

Heather of the Kinnears is miserable as sin as she has been instructed to give me something back. She is refusing, and for some reason it may have to do with M & S where I sometimes slip in to do shopping & pay for it, of course. They however have found a way to do their shopping for the whole tribe and not pay at all... This must be detrimental to the profits! There is an amount of gossip on the shop floor too, which is odder. I found my caramelized onion & cheese tartlets yesterday incase anyone is concerned. Plus extra goodies!

There are two stories revolving in this, one that this lady is given things for me from various people or that she stole my mail to pick up useful items... the other is that the people in Mattishall did it, in both cases organizations are involved.

After not being able to sleep last night I fell asleep on the sofa for two hours this morning at about 10:00 a large engine could be heard clearly and voices rose under the sound. They were waiting or looking for someone. I wasn't dressed and at the same time my youngest grandchild decided to phone me (by accident) and I checked that out first.

Heather of the Kinnears apparently went out to the car with a younger woman, to pick up the goodies, as usual when they came back , they insisted that they hadn't had any.... in tones of utter misery.... and many tears. Is this a recording of an earlier incident?

I wonder if this is the Leases still at it somewhere else coming through some kind of receiver. Perhaps Sky left wires in the wall that they can use to do this kind of terrorist activity. One must 'never give in to terrorists' so I hope no-one will give them anything for any reason at all.

So apart from hearing it, I've missed out on the whole thing!

One extra reason for their annoyance is my ability to find great houses, and I found a lovely one to rent on the riverside the other day, its probably gone now, it was special... As they have a kind of 'rat' mentality, and are so bonded together that they hate people who live alone – to get away from them – which isn't surprising

They are afraid because once her Majesty the Queen said I had only to ask to live anywhere I wanted too. I could be known under any name I chose to use. If the arrangement still stands I'd love to discuss living somewhere like this –http://www.rightmove.co.uk/property-to-rent/property-63389935.html(link is external) - and how best to change my circumstances and name as well. Its very hard too do without paperwork which I suspect was concealed by the Lee family. Her Majesty might have forgotten by now, as I've never asked due to the Amnesia.