When
I was young I was sent to boarding school near the coast for medical
reasons. There was a character used to visit on occasion called Dr
Whitehead. I don’t remember much about him or why he was interested
in me, but he looked a bit like Neville Chamberlain, and smoked a
pipe.
I
don’t remember how many times I met him but I do remember him one
day taking me out in his car and letting me drive it, or attempt to,
on some waste ground. I was about 9 years old at the time, this was
around 1965.
Nowadays
of course an old guy taking a kid for a ride would be Jimmy Savile
time, but life was so much simpler then.
He
gave me a few records and if I recall a wind-up gramophone, though if
he did I can’t recall how I took it home 80 odd miles on the coach
at end of term time. Maybe I’m getting this all mixed up, but I do
remember the song Once Aboard The Lugger and playing it over and over
again. Sadly, the good memories of my boyhood are far outweighed by
the bad, but at least I have memories, unlike the Sandy Hook victims.
I
was contacted recently by a bloke who said Surrey Police were in the
process of framing him for the Dowler murder until he produced a rock
solid alibi; he became a suspect because he frequented the woods
where her body was found. That much I believe, but when he told me
told me that Levi Bellfield was one of a number of psychopaths used
by the police to murder people in order to frame others - including
Michael Stone - so that they could twist the law to require no
corroboration in court, I kind of lost interest. And when he said the
Sandy Hook massacre was mind control, I said good night, thanks for
phoning but don’t call back. He sent me a follow up e-mail accusing
me of being a government shill. That was the second time that week.
The first time was in connection with my 9/11 articles by a bloke who
programmes computers, composes music and obviously has a higher
education. If it weren’t all so tragic, I’d laugh.
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