AI = Altered Images

Altered Images were a Glasgow band from the ’80’s and their song Happy Birthday was a favourite of mine.

Day After Tomorrow is my late Mum’s birthday.

Next month BFF & I will reach an iconic birthday….though hers is exactly 3 weeks before me :o)

Yeah. She knows. Having been BFF’s since we were both 11, I may have mentioned it once or twice (!)

Bloody Scorpios. Tchss!

One day – when me and she reach 100 – we WILL celebrate like this. Because everyone’ll think we’re old and demented.

Yes :o)

Apropos of nothing – I HATE OCTOPUSSIES. Himself used to snorkel off the Rock of Gibraltar and catch the horrible things. Once he brought one home and put it in my freezer. The bastard sea creature squirted black ink everywhere. Calamari? I’d rather eat all four of my car’s tyres, thank you very much.

Oh and btw : Travis are Scottish too & poor wee Greta is still aLive&KicKinG arse.

Next band, next song anyone ?

POETS DAY & Cabbages

I quoted some of the poem below on yt yesterday and got a comment by someone who recognised the line. Yay!

Cabbages also occur in Coryat’s Crudities.

I recently cooked Colcannon – Irish mashed potatoes, cabbage and bacon.

And to push the point even further – the bits of fabric left over in dressmaking are called Cabbage.


We Know Major Tom’s A Junkie

I’m not a huge Bowie fan. But – a couple of others here, in my home are.

We have original Bowie vinyl albums. Somewhere. Quite a few.

Did you know ?

So they say – Bowie made up Major Tom from the Kubrick film Space Oddity…Odyssey…m’eh. Dunno. Never watched.

WHY is Bowie in my head?

They got a message from the Action Man
“I’m happy, hope you’re happy too
I’ve loved all I’ve needed, love
Sordid details following”

Why is he dressed as a clown?

Just the Messenger, Ma’am. Just the Messenger.

Demonic Energy & The People of the Lie

There is too much evidence collected over the past 3 and a half years (and stored for future use) to make any of this mere coincidence or synchronicity.

No matter where I go on yt – I’m followed by demons whose sole aim is to destroy every single connection I make.

The one below happened a couple of days ago.

And every single time I publicly warn the channel owner – I AM TRASHED TO HELL.

Hey y’all – TRASH me in public and you WILL get revealed in public.

Greta Brookes’ name was made shit and unwanted….Now Uncontrolled Historian’s name is going the same way.

EVERY SINGLE PERSON on yt now gives me the STINK EYE.


Because I’ll NOT take this disgusting, diabolical, demonic dissing FROM ANYONE.

Never have. Never will.

I’ve lost too many friends and colleagues to sit quietly in a corner, sucking my thumb and screaming for Mummy.

Watch the video below and SEE YOURSELVES AS I SEE YOU.

Thank you

Nvr 4g3t

Never forget where you’ve come here from
Never pretend that it’s all real
Someday soon this will all be someone else’s dream
This will be someone else’s dream


Because not one single person has had the balls to tell me why I’m so hated in utoobia, I’ll think mine own thoughts.

Because I KNOW exactly where I come from. I KNOW my family history and I’m incredibly secure in that knowledge.

I KNOW my DNA – which just comfirmed what my own family had told me throughout my life.

36% Scottish.

29% Scandinavian

11% English

The rest Russian/Italian/German/Caucasian.

I can trace family into Russia, Italy and Germany. The Caucasus….now that’s the smoking gun :o)

I’m a peasant. Always have been. Always will be. Brought up with the worth ethic.

I came here from generations of underclass/poor/persecuted/working ancestors.

Nice Idea…In Theory

We have some good weather. Woohooooo!

Or not.

Himself has a thing about men in flip flops and women with tattoos all over their legs.

My gripe is CARAVANS.

The A158 is being overloaded with the beggars every Thursday, Friday afternoon as millions of them head towards Skegness for a weekend of fun and frolics. In Skegness ? ? ?

I lived and worked there for a year because my parentals had kidnapped me from London. It’s a strange place. In my opinion.

Ay up, me duck. Let’s pack th’caravan and spend th’weekend by the sea.

I have NEVER, EVER had a nice caravan experience. EVER.

The Schism : Alive & Kicking Butt. Woohoooooo!

Way back in late 2019/early 2020 I told two fabby famous content creators that there was a Schism coming up and that I was a huge part of that.

WTF – 3 years ago?

Anyhoo. The Schism is well and truly here and PUBLIC. Not just me being a snarky bitch all over yt.

Sita/Woody/EwarAnon. These are heavy hitters. Unlike multi-banned and ignored me.

But – the News of the Screws all say that they’ve been “threatened” or “paid off” or “shills” or whateverandwhatever.

Thanks guys.

Heartfelt thanks :o)

So Much To Do : So Little Time To Bother with Trivials

I’ve done this Biryani before and it took half a day. Even with the hijacking of several males to finish off grinding the spices!!!

I’m planning to do it tomorrow so I’m prepping.

The Hairy Biker’s Curry book is fabulous. But first…

No Time For Wasters :o)

P.S. I have a beautiful, huge, old pestle and mortar. Grinding those spices by hand makes one strong in the biceps and high/giddy on the smell.

The Celtic Boii Tribe

Hey. Some things just HAVE to be done.

I’m just showing. SHE (IT) took and used all of ME and my work for her own self-glorification.

I’m related to the man in the image above. Uncle Jim even went to his tomb in Tallin, Estonia.

Here we have a video from yt with BOII in the title.

CopyCat or REAL DEAL, you cocky bastard?

And this is a PUBLIC personal message to two people who have LIED about everything.


High Arches/Torture/Doing Your Own Thang

I was born with high arched feet. Google that and you’ll be told that you have a medical PROBLEM.

Not so, mes braves.

The picture above is of the Bovver Boots I was gifted for Xmas. They hurt my feet but I love them so much that I’ll endure the pain until the boots obey my feet :o)

As a teenager I’d wear boots like this with long floaty skirts…much to the horror of the parentals.

The three women below make a LOT of sense to me. Life IS short and we are here to be our AUTHENTIC selves. We are not all cut from the same cloth.

Eccentric is a wonderful word that means NON-CONFORMIST/Individual/Unique.

BIG Beds & A Genius Brainwave

Aha! Problem solved by my leetle grey cell :o)

When eldest son hit 6ft 6ins tall and constantly complained about having backache every morning, his mother took pity on him.

Having a huge SuperKing Sized Bed (6ft wide and 6ft 6 ins long) she gifted it to him and reclaimed the old normal, Victorian bedstead double bed back. Ain’t she sweet!?

Being a lad and having no appreciate of the pure linen SuperKing bedclothes that I’d bought years ago, said son shoved them all in the airing cupboard.


The pile above will soon (?) become some spiffy clothes for his mother.

Sometimes I amaze myself :o)

I Have A SECRET Love…Again!

Rachel is so like me in so many ways.

I’ve spent the whole of last week watching her complete madness on yt. She makes me feel soooooo NOT ALONE anymore :o)

Yep. She buys into the WWW stupids going on. But I can forgive her everything when I watch.

And she’s teaching me to be much less of a Perfect Penelope when it comes to sewing.

Even HIMSELF fell in love with her this morning.

OMG. Schwoon.

It’s the red hair.

ALWAYS the red hair!

Let’s Return to the Gallowglas

I’ve done this so many times but I’m on another EGO-SELF-BOOST today.

Who the eff needs outside validation by the masses?

ME :

A Brief History of the Gallowglas

That’s how I know them. Most write Gallowglass but…whatever. We are all Different.

I’M NOT :o)

Sorry. That’s my immediate response to the phrase, We are All Different.

Anyway and whatever. Let’s go to the font of ALL Knowledge for a description.

The gallowglasses (also spelled galloglassgallowglas or galloglas; from Irishgall óglaigh meaning foreign warriors) were a class of elite mercenary warriors who were principally members of the Norse-Gaelic clans of Ireland between the mid 13th century and late 16th century. Originally applied to Scots, who shared a common background and language with the Irish, but as they were descendants of 10th-century Norse settlers who had intermarried with the local population in western Scotland, the Irish called them Gall Gaeil (“foreign Gaels”).


That’d be Scottish. Norse. Irish. Warriors.

And Albrecht Durer? ? ?


Bruce is with The Bruce who knew all about the Gallowglas and went to them for help way back in 1315 (or so they say!)

Whatever timeline or name or place or whatever – the essence is ALWAYS the same.

When in need – Call 0800 VIKING/GAEL/SCOT to fight for y’all :o)

Arab or Iranian ?

We have a barber shop in our tiny market town that does THE WORKS.

I said Arabic, son said…..He’s Iranian.

Same difference, my lovely :o0

This is the son who spent a few years (on and off) in the Middle East and appreciates a PROPER BARBER.

He came home today all glowing and happy and good-looking and smelling like a dream.

Dear Males of the Species,

If you want to get a little bit of insight into the pain us women go through to look gorgeous 24/7.

Visit a PROPER Arabic/Iranian/Turkish Barber.

My son is most happy about his beard looking perfect and his moustache trimmed so well that he can now eat food without carrying it round in his facial hair for the next few hours.


I DOUBLE DARE y’all to give it a go. No pain. No gain.

Women find a well-barbered man Very Sexy.

Or is that just me ?

CopyCat or Real Deal Roast

Good Grief. I’d totally forgotten that I used to do this on the “vintage” clothes that came into my shop.

Everything has a smell and a texture when burned.

That was not the only place that I’ve got previous convictions for ROASTING copycats who steal my craft and hours of work, butcher the originals and then flog ’em far and wide for peanuts… that eventually give them Fame&Fortune and all that jazz :o)

I think I’ve fallen in love with Bernadette!

Your Baby Has Gone Down The Plughole

The video is no longer available.

When the perp is about to be hanged and sings this song.


Someone else seems to be skinny and thin. His mate earns 10 times more a week than he does. His like ratio is high. His comment ratio is VERY HIGH but…his views are now VERY LOW.

Mmmmn. Propped up by his merry band of mods, methinks. ‘Cos no one else is allowed inside this sacred, hallowed ground (?)

Hey. If that’s the way y’all swing your pants – keep swinging mes braves :o)

Oh. Where was I?


Oh. Hello !

P.S. The Shakespeare quote in the above is from Julius Caesar. Spoken by Et Tu Brute aka Brutus. One of the assassins.

Ruth Ellis : Hostess With The Mostess & Dracula

She was not a woman who lived a “good” life. She had many desires that she followed without conscience.

But on Judgement Day – she told the Absolute Truth.

That is admirable.

I’ve no idea where my brainbox is going today but I’ll follow :o)


They should be renamed Hostesses. Like Ruth Ellis they greet peeps to live chats with WELCOME….as if they own the effing channel.

Hostesses look good. Smile at the “importants” and say nice nice words. Ignore the less importants and/or sneer.

Whenever I see a female “mod” welcoming their dearly beloveds (always the same gang) to chats – It reminds me of Dracula welcoming Jonathan Harker into his castle.


“Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!” The strength of the handshake was so much akin to that which I had noticed in the driver, whose face I had not seen, that for a moment I doubted if it were not the same person to whom I was speaking. So to make sure, I said interrogatively, “Count Dracula?”


I have been known to welcome myself into a live chat ‘cos no other would do it :o)


Even Albert Pierrepoint was impressed by Ruth. And he hanged her!!!

Due Diligence

When we had our company, I was force-fed Due Diligence.

It went far beyond the normal business practices and into the personal when I wanted to sack 5 members of our staff.

It involved secret email accounts between me and the lawyers. It went to saving every single email every single employee had sent over the company system.

It went to the steps of the Court House when not a single one of them had the balls to turn up and face the evidence.

I still do due diligence. On EVERYTHING. Why?

Because I NEVER want to live in Cold Comfort Farm again with something NASTY in the woodshed.

Literature Reference there, loves :o)





Without this y’all are firing blanks. FACT.

P.S. Y’all might be able to fit 1,000 UK’s into America. That does NOT make y’all MASTERS of the UNIVERSE :o)

Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog)

Or – in my case – three girls in a boat (me, myself & I)

To Say Nothing of the Cat (Maud)

Let Your Boat of Life be Light.

I should’ve known better. But I got what I deserved…Eurythmics song.

Hey, peeps…You can’t be accusing me of not trying to take on the More Of Them Than Us.


Failure is just a State of Mind. Failure is just a State of Mind. Failure is just a State of Mind.

Captured Soviet Female Soldiers – How Did the Germans Treat Them?

WARNING : I’m going to say both the ?Dreaded T word & the ?Dreaded c word.

You’ve been warned!

Way back in the mists of unrecorded time…29th of June 2019…I wrote about Amazons


Amazon Cossacks

Saturday, 29 June 2019, 10:04

Amazon Warrior Women were Tartarian Wives

“Amazon Cossacks reflected on many pages of “ancient” literature. Historians write like this: “The Amazons entered antique literature and visual art.

The Amazons were a favourite motif on Greek painted vases. They were depicted on horseback with a spear fighting the Greeks.

 Archaeologists know that Scythians had armed women … Armed women are known … for example, for the Alans in the Middle Ages. However, the number of women’s burials with arms is higher than that of the Scythians, and reaches 20% of the total weapons “[792], p.86.”


For all those who use maps as evidence of historical fact – you CANNOT deny that in the image above is an ancient map of (beware) TARTARIA.

Or that – right by the name TARTARIA is a name AMAZONUM.


Well. Right up into the 20th century, Russian females still fought with their men….. !

Who’d’ve thunk?

So WHO Deserves To Be Hated? : Let’s Start a Poll

OK. I’ll start.

Right at the very top of my list of people who DESERVE Hatred are – CHILD ABUSERS of every shape and form.

Next would be DICTATORS who commit Mass Murder without a twitch.

RAPISTS – whether they RAPE children or adults/Male or Female.

Bullies – whether they be physical, psychological, spiritual or emotional bullies.

LIARS – they have ZERO EXCUSE.

Copycats – who are lazy and think nothing about STEALING another person’s past, present & future.

And the list goes on & on & on & & & &

What is NOT on MY list are Housewives, Historians, Bloggers, Peeps who take part in OPEN LIVE CHATS or comment on OPEN yt channels.

But then. That’s just me.

Back To the PAST via Music

3 years ago…January.

I mention a song by Sinéad Marie Bernadette O’Connor. A Prince cover.

I get, in return, a song about an unfaithful wife looking for another (?) Boy Toy because she’s bored and needy. How fast unfounded gossip spreads. SMH :o(

OK. Whatever. If you’ve only ever been around women like that, that’s all you ever know. FACT!

The truly painful thing is…I love this song and Ace of Base, my fellow Scandis :o)

The “New Chronology” is crazier than you might think 🐻

Opinions are like arses – everybody has one!

Well. I may or MAY NOT have wasted a good proportion of the last 20 years of my life testing the CRAZY New Chronology “Pseudo – Science.”


I’ve gained more than I’ve lost. Time included :o)

I take their pseudo-whatnots and test them rigorously against my own, small, knowledge of history, hoping to find a boo-boo or several.

On New Year’s Eve 2018 I wrote the post below :


The Many Hidden Mysteries of Grand Tataria.

Monday, 31 December 2018, 6:36

Have you heard of Grand Tartaria?

Did they teach you about this immense Empire at school?

Do you know where it was?

I’ve known about Tartaria/Tartary for quite a while now but it stayed on the outskirts of my research until about 6 months ago. Then all of a sudden, everywhere I look, I’m finding mentions of this Empire. It is being deeply investigated right now by many amazing researchers, from multiple angles.

So – where do I come in?


For any of this information here to be understood, you HAVE to KNOW

that our whole history has been deliberately falsified.

This is a MAHOOSIVE area of study and the subject of future posts.

Well, right now, all I have is many, many questions and many many subjects that I’m linking together. And all that I can give you, at this moment in time is a list of my mixed up knowledge and the way it is slowly (but ever so brightly) linking together.

Not a lot of this will make sense right now. These are just clues. Signposts.

But, PLEASE bear with me over the coming months as I gather in more information.

Right. Let’s take a look at the first Very Rough Guide to  —

The Greta Brookes, Hidden History Project, Guide to Grand Tartaria. 


  • Grand Tartaria existed but has been deliberately wiped from our knowledge.
  • Grand Tartaria was a HUGE, interlinked Empire that covered much of the known and unknown world.
  • Anything concerning Grand Tartaria is -today- reported by the mainstream ‘know-it-all’ establishment NEGATIVELY.
  • The structure of this society has been systematically erased over the last few centuries. On the ground as well as on paper.
  • What are the reasons for all the above?


  • The truth about WHO WE REALLY ARE.
  • The truth about religion.
  • The truth about why our history has been put into the washing machine, cleaned, rinsed, spun about and then hung out on the line all shiny new, muddled up, and smelling sweeter (!)
  • Andronicus I Comnenus (killed in Constantinople)
  • Byzantine Empire
  • Crusades
  • Kievan Rus
  • Magnus Barefoot, King of Norway (killed in Ireland)
  • Harold Hardradr, King of Norway, Magnus Barefoot’s Grandfather (killed at Stamford Bridge in England)
  • Anne of Kiev.
  • Vladimir the Great and his wife.
  • Yaroslav the Wise
  • Elisiv, daughter of Yaroslav the Wise
  • St Magnus of Norway
  • Yaroslav Osmomysl of Galicia
  • Thrace
  • Phrygia
  • Paphlagonia
  • Anatolia
  • Kashka people
  • Aromanian
  • Romean
  • Vlachs
  • The Tsar of the Slavs
  • Margaret of Scotland
  • White Mummies found in Western China
  • The Fisher King and his wounded thigh
  • The Sack of Constantinople 1204
  • The Turin Shroud
  • The Mandylion
  • Constantinople=Jerusalem=Rome=Troy
  • The Haga Sophia/Temple of Solomon
  • Vlad the Impaler
  • Elisabeth Bathory
  • Red-haired, blue eyed people.
  • Trebizond
  • The Vatican
  • Great Fire of London
  • Romanov book 1648 “Book about Faith”
  • The Number of the BEAST 666
  • Birth by Cesarean Section
  • Pantera the Roman Soldier
  • The Comet, Solar Eclipse and Earthquake of 1185
  • Resets
  • Mud Floods
  • WHY, in Jean de Courcy’s Global Chronicle pictures are the FOUNDERS of TROY wearing WOOL LINED WINTER HATS WITH EAR FLAPS????

More to come…….

Happy New Year to ALL x


In another post I wrote – If what I’m doing turns out to be a complete waste of time, no worries. I’ve had fun :o)

I’m still having fun. With Xenia Borisovna and a Prince of Denmark…but not Hamlet! Shame.

The World IS Turning Tartan…!


So many people are now displaying their Scottish ancestry that I’m all giddy and fishing pucked.

I’ve NEVER made a secret of my ancestry. 36% Scottish, 29% Scandinavian, 11% English and the rest Caucasian, Russian, Italian and German.


I’ll never apologise for being a Highlander with nae limits an’ nae probs being bolshy.

What I’ll NEVER be is a Wannabe/Copycat.


By mad, kilted, screaming, berserker DNA :o)

We are NOT P.C. but quite funny.

8 Letters

Did y’all know that James Ure was a writer of this song?

James…like my Dad’s brother, Uncle Jim.

I wanted my first born boy to be called James/Jamie but the Two Tribes were at War (go away Holly) and we chose to choose two names that were not in our families.

BTW : James Ure is better known as Midge Ure. Midge being his name JIM backwards. MIJ.

Ha! Gotchy’all (?)

And when I went away what I forgot to say
Was all I had to say:
Eight letters, three words, one meaning

And when I went away what I forgot to say
Was all I had to say:
Eight letters, three words, one meaning

One meaning
Just one meaning

Songwriters: Gary Barlow / Robbie Williams / James Ure / William Currie / Mark Owen / Christopher James Allen / Warren Cann / Jason Orange / Howard Donald

FAKE THAT, peeps.