Time To EXPOSE The Depth of MY youtube ABUSE

Greta Brookes had so many haters and bans from the “tartaria” alt hists and their flying monkeys that she lost her life. Surely that was enough for them?

Not a bit of it.

Forget FEB and JL

– this came from a family that I’d supported with words and CASH. I never got a thank you from the family. Just a video where Dave agreed with Gracie and pretended to ban me.

I’d changed my yt profile to escape the hatred. Fernley Dale?

That was my part of my dead mother’s name.


Fernley’s mother’s ID card.

How nice of Gracie and partner to say that. NOT

Then FEB had a new commenter called David Greig. I sent an email to Martin telling him what was happening but he cared not one bit. Like ALL of the people in the shot of MY ytchan – they are so heartless they can use our dead loved ones to taunt and destroy us.

The very worst of all was a channel called UAP and his partner VENUS ROSE. They revelled in the fall of Greta Brookes…….but not so much that both of them could not steal and use her work to make money for themselves.

Beware False Prophets and The Devil’s Daughter. Sneaky as eff.

P.S. Even now SHE is posting about how LUST is good and make a person think they are in LOVE. Perfect Mates those two. Entertainment Purposes ONLY.


Phoenix : The Muse of Fire

I’ve long been a fan of Sir Philip Sidney. He pops up through many avenues along my decades of research without shame or warning!

Right now I’m trying to research his only child. She seems to’ve been forgotten/neglected/overlooked/rejected :o(

Because she killed herself with poison? Or because her father and her aunt (Mary Sidney) were too famous in their own lifetimes as well as now?

Poor lass. She needs a voice.

A Savoyard History Blip

Don’t you love it when every route you take takes you back to where you’ve once been and sheds a little more light?

I do.

Recent posts here have talked about The Rusalka – Slavic mermaids, Vladimir Propp, my novel, N.C. etc etc.

On December the 31st 2019 I wrote this : The Many Hidden Mysteries of Tartaria.

A part of which contained –

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. 


To this day I am still linking stuff together.

We’ll start with a Weave a Garland of My Vows basic research fact. The marriages of the children of Henri IV Bourbon and Marie de Medici.

Louis XIII married the Spanish Anne of Austria, sister of Felipe IV of Spain.

Elizabeth married Felipe IV of Spain , brother of Anne of Austria.

Gaston married the Montpensier – richest woman in France

Henriette Marie married Charles I Stuart of England

Christine married Victor Amadeus I – DUC OF SAVOY.

Savoy is familiar to all as the resting place of the Turin Shroud. Which (according to New Chronology) could have originated in Constantinople and was rescued by the original owners who took it north during the Sack of Constantinople in 1204.

The image above is of a 17th century Savoyard suit of armour housed in the Royal Palace in Turin.

Another picture of the same armour :

Victor Amadeus I and his Savoyard troops took part in the 30 Years War, in Eastern Europe.

So why were his troops wearing armour not only decorated with the Slavic/Eastern European amulet of the Mermaid/Ruskala but also the Crescent Moon of the Ottoman?

We’ve been taught that the 30 Years War was a fight between Western European Catholics and Protestants.


My Monday Morning YT Go To

I always call her Kirsty. She is NOT a Kirsty. She’s a Danielle Kirsty.

Because Himself is on leave this week, I FORCED him to watch this.

It’s usually him making comments in the background but this Monday it was ME.

WTF is wrong with these BRITISH youngsters? Especially a Brummie like DK.

Every single time she said GOTTEN – I had to correct her out loud.

Disorient is also an American word.

And Mommy.

And – OK. I corrected ALL of her so-called ENGLISH words.

I blame US TV and youtube and Netflix for changing English English into American English.

I’ve always said that the very best way to invade a country is via their language……y’all.

WTF is going on here?

I Left The Circus To Join Peace & Joy

What price would you pay for peace and joy?

Do you even want P & J?

The English series of The Magic Roundabout was written and narrated by Oscar-Winning Emma Thompson’s Dad. It always played at 5.55pm in the UK. Just before the BBC 6 o’clock News.

Every dang thing these days is a carousel. Round and round – same bs followed by same bs.

This is my way of saying that I’m thoroughly, totally, completely, utterly B O R E D.

Himself is home for 8 days now. So to spice things up, I’ve already told him that I’ll have to get rid of him – somehow, someway *evil grin*

He’s been on his best behaviour this past hour but it won’t last long :o)

Sigh. I’ll just spend the afternoon undoing all the sewing done this morning because I now have 2 right fronts to the dress.

When I’m in a bad mood – I Tell EVERYONE


P.S. These two songs were written because – at the height of their fame – ABBA realised that they had become nothing more than puppets, controlled by outside forces.

A lesson to be learned ?

I’m NOT Reading Your Work. It Will Cause Me Cancer

This comment was published on FEB when my comment was taken over by a SHOUTER.

She was quoting MY WORK to me and when I picked her up on her spelling – Honourable (mine)

Honorable (hers)

I invited her to read MY original work.

WOW. Just one single comment from a commenter who whored herself around the yt troother/tartaria community got me called EVIL by Martin Liedtke. And there endeth my public persona. DAMNED by others.

LOL.com sent me a comment asking how a housewife had the nerve to comment on the goings on in Hong Kong. I told LOL.com that when I went to Hong Kong I was the owner and director of a multi-national, international Security Company and there on business, not a jolly holiday.

Not a single person has ever believed a single word I’ve written. WHY?

Because they spend their entire lives in lies and can’t believe or see or comprehend a ABSOLUTE truth?

Everything that I’ve ever done via youtube has been twisted to the advantage of others. As I sat here at home reading email death threats against me and my children.

F A C T !

Somethings are unforgivable. In this life and the next.

Dry Stane

Years back I commented in a live chat about dry stane walling. That’s how I know it. Dry Stane. As in no mortar just stanes…stones.

Great Britain has thousands of miles of dry stane walls. I’ve even built my own small one in my garden. Simples.

4 years on and I’m STILL banned from said channel.

LOL :o)

Bruce is in the Shetlands doing Jarl stuff. Up Helly Aa, mes braves.

Mmmmn. Until I came along the yt trooth community had zero idea about how close the “Viking” and the Scot were/still are.

Now everyone is claiming a piece of the action. Retro-engineering via DNA.

Maybe because one of the easiest routes from “Tartaria” to Great Britain was/is through Scandinavia ? ? ?

Obliterated History

There are so many examples.

I’ve spent a week going over the Obliteration of History via the word aka literature. But this subject is too deep and subject-ive. It’s so full of potential pit-holes and lack of evidence by me – because I have no access to any of the primary sources.

An easier (but still potentially contentious) route is via archaeology. But that can smack into the lack of written evidence too.

When a hump a manmade bump?

Did y’all know that it can take up to a year for a modern grave to settle? We live right by a cemetery and have talked to the grave diggers. At the end of the funeral day, there is a huge hump of soil over the coffin. Worms and weather do their thing for a full 4 seasons and the mound levels out.


Russia lost thousands and thousands and thousands of burial mounds in the 19th century. And bones. And grave-goods.




In [1v], ch.1:13.1 and [TsRIM], ch.9 we tell about the excavations in Central Russia conducted by the Romanov archaeologists of the XIX century. In particular in 1851-1854 count A.S.Uvarov, who today is mistakenly called an archaeologist, in the land of Vladimir and Suzdal excavated 7729 mounds. SEVEN THOUSAND SEVEN HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE! It is reported: ‘On entering the items to the Rumyantsevsky museum (re: the excavations of 1851-1854 – Author) they presented all in all a CHAOTIC PILE OF STUFF, as there was no accompanying inventory notes specifying which mound each item originated from. Mr.Uvarov AT A LATER DATE compiled an inventory of the entire collection, however using just the excavation reports and PARTIALLY BY MEMORY. The grandiose excavations of 1851-1854 in the Suzdal region WILL BE GREATLY MOURNED BY SCIENCE FOR A LONG TIME and will serve as a dreadful premonition for all the enthusiasts of MASS EXCAVATIONS. So much sadder is the LOSS OF THE VLADIMIR MOUNDS in that they present the ONLY material to answer the question about which Russian tribe in particular laid the foundation of the Velikorossy (The Great Russians – in the Pre-Soviet time the Russians were officially called Velikorossy (Great Russia), the Ukranians – Malorossy (Little Russia), the Belorussian were called the same name as today the Belorussian (White Russia) – Translator’s note) … THE LOSS OF THESE MOUNDS CANNOT BE COMPENSATED BY ANYTHING’ [305:0], p.89-90.

There were some days, when UP TO 80 OR MORE MOUNDS WERE OPENED UP. That was not the scientific research, but a deliberate demolition. Our analysis allows us to state the following:

# Count A.S.Uvarov and P.S.Saveliev over a period of at least four years in the middle of the XIX century organised and headed a deliberate destruction of the old Russian-Horde mounds in Central Russia, authorized by the Imperial Edict. I.e. at the very heart of the former ‘Mongol Empire’.

# The Russian-Horde mounds were mercilessly razed to the ground and the burials inside them were destroyed there and then. Hundreds of workers were summoned for the purpose. There was no trace of any ‘scientific research’ there.

# Almost no detailed documents reporting on this pogrom survive. They ‘disappeared’ mysteriously. A few of them which are presented to us today were written post factum.

# A small amount of unearthed items were preserved for the museums. So there was something to demonstrate and to give an account for. Purporting, that these were the results of their meticulous scientific activities. Alleging, that they have found something nonetheless, though really not a lot. Most of the genuine findings which could tell us a lot about our history, were destroyed straight away in the field. Or hidden in the deep storages.

Today we cannot even imagine how many mounds turned out to exist in Russia. THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS were destroyed by the Romanovs administrators. Nevertheless in the XIX century there was still a lot left. For example, ‘Mr.Nefyodov who opened up one mound in the same area and reporting that he counted up to 200 mounds over the distance of 3 versts (0.6629 mile – Tr.)’ [305:0], p.93. But soon they got to them too. Needless to say they were all ruthlessly razed to the ground.

Only vague rumours reached out time and recollections of some numerous mounds along Tver downstream of Volga, the mounds of Uglich, the mounds of Murom, etc. [305:0], p.94-95. Where are they now? They are gone. No trace of them. Not afield, not in the documents. Where are the findings unearthed from them?

CONCLUSION. In the second half of the XIX century the Romanov administrators, archaeologists and historians destroyed many thousands of the Russian-Horde burial mounds. Most likely they were razed to the ground deliberately in order to conceal the traces of the true history of the XIII-XVI cc. Today we are being cynically told with a wry smile: you see, there are no mounds and opulent burials in Russia, our history is poor, doesn’t come close to the history of the West, the East, the North or the South.

Sparrowhawks and Dracula

OK. This is year 3 or 4 of Sparrowhawks in our garden.

Amazing birds but (like Dracula) birds of prey.

Peep.Peep.Peep.Peep. All day and all night.

The garden is now sans (without) sparrows, tits, wrens. The blackbirds are skitty. The pigeons too. And the baby rabbits need eyes in the top of their heads and their behinds. Hawk or cat.

Where am I going?

Well. The peep peep is insistent. I wake up in the night and thrash around and somehow make the audiobook go from Poirot to Bram Stoker.

All roads lead to Transylvania. Done this too many times to take myself seriously.

Today I’ll be a UnBovvered/Irreverent Historian.

Woof says Van Helsing. One could write a song called Woof, yes?

P.S. When I posted here about my Shamanic Journey with Leslie Kenton and meeting a my totem animal – a WOLF – UAV had such fun with this fact over more than one platform.

What goes around, comes around. WHICH WITCH IS WHICH?

I gave all my support to a totally vile and undeserving person and gained 4 years of hell and damnation.

Gotta love a “Christian.”

Wrong person

wrong place.

Wrong time.

LEARN THE LESSON and move on up (?)

WHOA : A Poison Pen Letter?

Yup. We’ve just been delivered a poison pen letter.


It’s signed and ends with “I WILL be calling the police. As advised.”


Gotta love a person who gets everything that they demand and then still find fault.

Long story. Total shite. No Case To Answer. Just a poisonous mind from The Church of the Poisoned Mind.

My life is….errr…interesting but full of BS. Fact!

Public Info Post

Nothing against the girl but…….!



Jacquelyn Greigand nothing but the TruthWTF?Leave a commentEdit”FLAT SMACK”

TMI for some… but the haters can keep on spitting their bile. M’eh!

Flat Smack.

I used this phrase in a live chat during a Globe Lie Tour Europe video.

I used it with FULL knowledge of what SMACK means.

Yes. I HAVE slapped my children when they were young. In my muddled brain this was because I KNEW that a slap would make them aware of pain and it’s fleeting-ness. So that when they got properly injured, they would KNOW that the pain was NOT life-threatening!

KNOW what smack means too.

I’ve been smacked. Usually my head. Against a wall. Or a floor. Or a closed door. I’ve had Concussion. More than once and I’m still here.

Smacking is beating one hard object against another.

Skull vs Wall.

Wall wins (?)

Turn it around?

Words. Words. Words.

And – yes. I’m fully aware that I’ve given y’all a reason to further suspect my sanity.


The Most Dangerous Job in History : Whistle Blower

“Quis est iste qui venit?”

Who is this who is coming?

Oh Whistle and I’ll Come to You, my lad.

Guess what?

I’ve done this before but today it is VERY apposite.


I’ve blown so many whistles these past few years and have been given MASS HATRED.

I mean. C’mon. Just how many peeps are far too scared of the truth? And why?

The WHY? is easy. True Truth completely exposes their lies and deceptions and fakery and that is uncomfortable. To be faced with your own shitty actions.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m so far from perfect. I’ve effed up many a time but……..I’ll always take the punishment.

What I will NEVER take is the false, foney, fakery of others who place their blame on me and – wilfully and with malice aforethought – spend years destroying MY life. MY reputation. MY work. MY honesty. MY everything.

SHAME on y’all.

Complete and Utter SHAME ON YOU.

Aonach Eagach Ridge

OMG & Jeebus. I felt sick and dizzy just watching this.

Way back in the 80’s we (our platoon from Londonderry) travelled to Stirling for a week of anti-glamping.

Somehow – I talked myself into climbing in Glencoe. Good idea at the time, yes?

NO, you twit.

If it was not this exact ridge we walked, it was one very similar. In our army boots, issue denim trousers and dinky t-shirts.

Half way across, I froze in absolute terror. The ground beneath my size 5 boots was only wide enough to walk by putting one foot in front of t’other.

Never been fond of heights since that day. FACT!

We survived. Though Carol, the only other girl with me, decided to do her descent through the scree, on her back. Ouch.

Poor lass was in agony for weeks after :o(

Why Does It Always Rain On Me?

Is it because I lied when I was 17?

Oh. The BIG UK day has been a bit of a wash-out :o(

AND – I left my washing on the line overnight!!!

Heyho. It’s been washed again.

At one point I went with the flow and opened the kitchen wide to smell and feel the rain. Glorious :o)

BTW: Love this band. Hi, Franny!

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



God’s Honest Truth – the only time I have EVER played poker was in a villa in the hills above Marbella with my employers and their fam.

I had no effing idea what to do. So I blagged.

Apparently – when I laid my cards down I’d been dealt a Royal Flush.

I was 17 years old and had no idea why the game stopped there and then and the Remy Martin was cracked open :o(

Himself and I sometimes play Gin Rummy. HE always wins. POUT.

BTW – We do NOT fight. Not P.C. We disagree.

With my jaw clenched! Sshhhh!

The Scold’s Bridle Times 2

I’d’ve been made to wear this – if was real historical fact.

Yeh. I’m what we call here…a bit gobby. As in say stuff that no one wants to hear.


I’ve read the book, seen the TV adaptation (Miranda Richardson aka Queenie in Blackadder)

A world of hurt and silence aka STFU, Jackie.

Once more. Same as before.

That’s why I’m banned from speaking in the yt troother community.

Willo the Wisp

It’s been a while since I’ve posted these brilliant little cartoons.

Kenneth Williams was a haunted man. I’ve read some of his diaries.

EVIL EDNA is ….a TV.

Last time I posted a cartoon, someTHING picked up my vibe and posted a youtube “truther” channel comment about the will o’ the wisp.


I can track a thousand soi-disant “coincidences” of my thoughts being broadcast by others to others.

Henceforth and heretofore I KNOW that they are NOT mere co-inky-dinks.


I KNOW by whom and why and so-forth and the 3 year long STFU campaign against me.

Copycat or real deal?

99.9999999% of MY HATERS have been from America. FACT!

Is that a coincidence or a synchronicity or just PURE EVIL?

Moths to the Light. They BURN themselves but just keep coming back to pain-shop.


How To Start & Build a LIE

It started for me in 2018. I’d spent almost a year watching videos by certain yt creators. Then I joined the “trooth” community via FEB in January 2019

Stuff went viral. See image above.

Woohoooooo! Not :o(

I was given the label of Desperate Chick on yt in search of a babe.

It got so much worse from there. Banned. Trolled. Insulted. Threatened. Humiliated. Ignored. Ghosted. Blocked. Demonised. Hated. Patreon account destroyed. New website destroyed. Work destroyed.

Some of ’em even quoted MY OWN WORK at me and called me evil.

Y’all can see how my life turned from a respected writer to a toxic know-nothing nobody.


Here’s what I’m still seen as all these years later …A Desperate Housewife.

Yay. That’s me. Married to the same man since 1483 and now searching for a yt boy toy.



All his mates and Fellows and collaborators?

Has a single one posted a video in support of a man clearly in pain and anger and disillusionment?

When the money and the subs were rolling in, they were happy to be seen with him.


Who has failed whom?

I believe in Jade. I was skewered at the sharp end of this person’s (these men’s, including JL) dicky ego. But – c’mon. You’d’ve thought his mates would supported him. Yes? No?

BTW – they all failed me too.

Some men just can’t take on a Sagittarian Woman :o)

True Life Story….Part 2

PART ONE : June 2020



Tuesday, 9 June 2020, 14:31

First off – I CANNOT believe that the video below has just turned up in MY yt recommended feed. #Timing

When I was 18, I worked a summer season on a Holiday Camp. The contract ended around October. The girl I’d worked with (who was 20) and I then volunteered to take a bunch of Old Aged Pensioners for a week’s holiday to Benidorm, Spain in the November.

I might’ve said before that I celebrated my 19th birthday in Benidorm with a bunch of “oldies” who gave me the best birthday party EVER (?)

Anyway. Friend (and I use that word loosely) and I caught this film in a small backstreet cinema in Benidorm. She’d seen it before. I hadn’t.

That night I had a nightmare from hell and woke up to see a young boy standing at the foot of my bed dressed in full American Football Gear. Helmet. Grill. Red shirt and all. He just stared at me with very sad eyes.

I HATE this film :o(

P.S. God’s Honest Truth!

P.P.S. Regan? King Lear? Shakespeare?


This is my own most memorable paranormal moment. Even then, although he was only about 6 or 7 years old and I was 18 – I KNEW we’d meet again. He asked me for help that night. I promised to help him.

Fast forward – He CHOOSE another LIFE.

I kept my vow.

I’ve had other “other” moments. But they are NOT relevant here :o)

Too Complicated To Talk about in One Post.

42 – or Thoughty2 has just released a video about the Knight’s Templar. And as I’m currently listening to Fabric of Sin by Phil Rickman, which deals with the Templar Church at Garway, Herefordshire – I’m being taken back 3/4 years to previous posts on a previous blog that Greta Brookes began in 2018.

For a long time AMP has been a guiding hand in my research.

BTW : the last time I mentioned him here I got a like from a person PRETENDING to be AMP. TRUE TRUTH & #Disgusting.

AMP article quote which touches on the Templars but this bit is relevant to ME.

Playing with myth and fiction, the past has been built and in turn dressed and partially erased from history, its link to real events. But the real story is written parabolically, in a very long chronology. The main axes can be deciphered and, in part, demonstrated, for three reasons. One, because there has never been an intention to hide it. Two, because there is evidence of its manipulation. And three, because it has been transcribed, despite censorship, the way to rewrite it. The New Chronology of Fomenko and Nosovskiy lay the foundation for this reconstruction, while its variant, known as the X-185 Chronology, has just shaped it. As their names point, there is another chronological map on which to understand another story, very different from the official one.

According to both works, the construction of the story in a long time context begins in the sixteenth century, accelerates in the seventeenth and has its peak in the eighteenth, being the nineteenth and twentieth centuries when it is completed with “monumental” contents for its quantity, detail and extension. And everything that happened until the nineteenth century should be called into question, in the same way as all dating methods, including Carbon-14, which is considered infallible but is not. All its methodology is based on calibration tables that consider valid the existence of samples that fit a chronological map that is not questioned. And this leads to numerous errors.


See? Complications that require too much research and brain-work. Unless y’all just skim the surface and make a video.

Year of the TIGER. Meow. Slash. Claw.

“When I Learn to Use A Computer”


Strange shenanigans afoot. AGAIN!

How does someone use MY email address to email BS to my friends and family – pretending to be me?

How does someone make sure that certain of my emails to certain addresses NEVER GET THERE?

How does someone ban MY ENTIRE life via my ISP from certain yt channels?

How does someone manage to delete MY comments from so many yt channels?

How does someone block my ENTIRE access to certain other people across every single one of their platforms and flag ME as a bully/child abuser/and all round bad person?


Two more questions.



Just asking?

P.S. I have clues to how/who and why and none of them are very pleasant.

Prolly the same person who has threatened someone with total annihilation of their channels if they don’t do as SHE says ?


Clothing History : My Safe Place (?)

Nope. Nah. Not any more :o(

I retreated so far from the NEO-Mainstream Historical BS found on yt to my private safe place. Where I’ve always loved to spend time.

Yarns. Knitting. Crochet. Dyeing. Fabrics. Clothing. History of – etc

I’ve been posting about this, stuff that I’ve done since childhood, quite a bit over the past few weeks.


The troothers have jumped on it too. Now. With all the bravado of newborn experts.

They wore wool in xyz America in the 1850’s in summertime.

OK. Yah. And that comment from someone who uses other people to promote her own bank balance account on Etsy.


These peeps are so low vibe and shitty. DARK ACADEMIA pretending to be CottageCore.

Transparent as their own cobwebs.

The Far-Farers : Ravens of Dinefwr

My original blog : Greta Brookes began as a book blog about ….


The Ravens of Dinefwr is the first in a series of novels-in-progress set in the early 12th century. It follows the dispossessed members of the South Wales House of Dinefwr from their origins in Deheubarth to the centre of the known world, Jerusalem.  Come and be my fellow Far-Farer.  Come travelling and unravelling with me through Wales, Norway, Ireland, England, Scotland, France, Russia, Constantinople, Italy, the Balkans, the Holy Land.  Come and Far-Fare through every degree on my 12th century compass.

It contained my thoughts and research into the writing of said “Chronicles” which began with the story of Gwenllian ferch Gruffydd almost 20 years ago.

The whole was going to contain a new chronology and become a story of the 12th century Comnenus family reflected via Gwenllian over 36 years.

Gwenllian was the daughter of Gruffydd ap Cynan, King of Gwynedd, North Wales and the wife of Gruffydd ap Rhys Tewdwr, King of Deheubarth, South Wales.

Her death in 1136 was to be the climax of the books.

But as they will never be written now – a fact that I’m sadly aware of, here is what happened to Gwenllian.

Her everlasting fame comes from being the only woman in British (maybe ALL) history to have EVER been executed this way. On the battlefield. Or so they say!!!

Her place of death is called Maes Gwenllian. Gwenllian’s Field. A very touristy place.

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.


Mass Produced Cookie Cuties

Or Cooties.

I’m not a fan of biscuits. Maybe a Rich Tea dunked in a cup of tea. The odd Chocolate Hobnob.

I’m feeling disappointed today :o(

No matter where I go I find Mass Produced Masses.

Rachel Maksy may not have invented the phrase – Hecking Difficult but almost EVERYONE who does the same as her are now all saying it.

Much like the yt trooth community. One persona says something and then the Oreo Machines go into full production. Same. Same. Same. Not same—-REJECT. Same. Same. Same.

Being UNIQUE is NOT a crime.

I have a gift hanging on my kitchen wall. A small wooden placard that says – We are all made from the same dough…but NOT COOKED IN THE SAME OVEN.

So few dare to be unique. Different. Eccentric. Out of the box. Totally MAD.

That is SAD AS…..!

BTW – WTF are Oreos and why are they all over BRITISH supermarket shelves?

The Power of Fame?

I’ve been watching BillyNou for a while now. I like her.

I’m liking her even more after seeing this.

Who wants an Influencer?

Who Wants To Be a Millionaire?

Tempting but not when y’all have to sell your soul to a Corporation.

On a personal note : the towns around here were once famous for their privately owned, individual, quirky shops where customer service and quality reigned. Not anymore. Lincoln is now the same as every single High Street in the UK. Our small market town is now all about Tesco, Co-op, 6 Charity shops, a Costa coffee and several takeaway food outlets.

Also a lot of empty premises.

Champagne Tastes on a Beer Budget : Linen

I adore linen.

I go slightly giddy and uncontrollable around linen.

Once upon a time it was as common as grass. So common that it was used as underclothes beneath the more expensive silks and satins.

Now it COSTS an effing fortune to buy by the metre.


Don’t y’all just love economic and governmental shenanigans that prefer money and buildings and tarmac over earth and plants and home/cottage industries !

Ranty Linen Mother Earth Vibe today :o)

Greyfriars Bobby

I challenge y’all to watch the Disney film and NOT cry.

I watched it as a child and cried my eyeballs out…in a public cinema…with my brothers. I was about 10 years old.

We know the Kirkyard pretty well and Mons Meg – the 1 o’clock gun.

When I was 18 and my brothers and I did our last sibling trip to Edinburgh, I MADE them go to Greyfriars. Neither remembered the film. Aunty Christine was so pissed off that we’d missed the train back to Kinghorn when we rang and confessed. We ended up dossing in digs with some Royal Marine soldiers that my brother knew – who’d just been performing in the Tattoo. Fact!

As usual, Disney effed the entire thing up and made a legend out of a small story about a dog and his police person master.

Go to Edinburgh today and see how many fall for the FAKE.

Greyfriars is now a fave haunt of yt ghostbusters.

Go figure.

And forgive me as I watch the filum again for the first time in over xyz years.

Tissue Box? Where art thou?

Liber Linteus

OK. Just take me back to the beginning again, why not?


13th of January 2019 to be exact!


For Etruscan read TARTARIAN!

Sunday, 13 January 2019, 12:07

There is growing evidence that the Stunning Etruscans – who, according to Fake History suddenly appeared in Italy 900BC and just as suddenly disappeared 100BC – were actually Tartarians.

The language they used has been proved to be Slavonic although this has been rather badly covered up (!)

I propose that the FAKE Etruscans were actually Tartarians who followed Batu Khan/Ivan Kalita to Italy when he founded his southern military base AKA The Vatican.

Diodorus Siculus the Greek historian (90BC-30BC) !! -said the following about the Etruscans…

[They] …”were notable for their energy from time immemorial….conquered a vast territory and founded many cities. They created a mighty fleet and were the masters of the seas for a very long time…improved on the regulation of the army…They introduced writing, zealously studied the sciences of the Deities and mastered the observation of lightning. That is why, until now, they inspire awe in us.” XIV, 113

Food for thought, methinks

SIDE NOTE: The Welsh Forensic Detectives,

Alan Wilson and Baram Blackett also decoded “Etruscan” artifacts

using the ANCIENT Welsh Coelbren Alphabet. ..

which (quelle suprise) has been declared as Fake

by yadayadawhoever (!!)


Way back then I hadn’t heard of the Liber Linteus. It’s quite easy to look up online now.

And as I need a huge EGO BOOST, I’ll give myself one :o)

The constant bans and insults and humiliations that I’ve experienced on certain youtube channels all stem from my work and the way I tried to share it. Said work was never attacked, just me personally. Especially when I said stuff like – For Etruscan, Read Tartarian. That way of thinking just did NOT fit into the Neo-Tartarian Researchers’ Handbook. Fact! It was so much easier to call me EVIL.

Heyho. Self- confidence boost incoming.


P.S. Welsh Dracula anyone ? ? ?

Ley Lines/Corpse Roads/Spirit Paths/Earth Energy Lines

Again & Again & Again – I am NOT an expert on these subjects. This comes from my own personal experiences and research.

Got that? Good!

There is a HUGE difference between Leys (Ley Lines) and Earth Energy Lines.

The Crystalline Grid is Earth Energy Lines.

Alfred Watkins studied Leys. The Old Straight Track.

This Old Straight Track is also known as Spirit Paths or Corpse Roads. They were – ahem – straight, and usually connected something to a CHURCH.

A CHURCH or significant burial site where a dead body would be interred. Hence Corpse Road and/or Spirit Path.

To even try to think of “healing” one of these Leys is beyond objectionable and maybe close to Necromancy.

I sent a polite warning to someone about this but like everything else that I post on yt – IT HAS BEEN IGNORED.

I’ve done my best. What I’m contracted to do by those much higher and better than me.

I can do NO MORE.

Free Will.

P.S. Their only saving grace is that the UK is now such a secular society that few even know about, let alone believe this stuff. Go, Go, Ghostbusters…!

Spurned, Burned & Concerned

After almost 4 years doing this alone without earning a penny or anything else that others seem to receive from On High – I’m feeling the BurnOut.

Yes. Where to go from here is the question I ponder many times a day.

I’ve failed “there” so I need another option.

But I’m too exhausted to even try and fathom this.

Welcome to Spiritual Burnout…….when you have nothing left inside to give because it’s all been taken from you.

Nil Desperandum. Tomorrow is another day.

Away With the Fairies aka A Gigantic History Hatchet Job

For 1 : You will find very little information about Andronicus I Comnenus.

For 2 : What you do find – will be via Niketas Choniates and his editors who DESPISED the man.

I’ve posted this one before. Long ago. But few were interested!

My own sources came via the NOT Mainstream peeps but from people who had access to much more than I ever could. One of them even guided me through my own journey into this family with subtle clues and the odd elbow poke when I’d gone off course. Bless him :o)

I have nothing against this girl. She’s Scottish (!) and she has done a brilliant job of presenting the “official” history.

BTW : Comnenus means Horse.

And “The They” decided to have fun with the rewrite and place him on a donkey……..(?1?)

The Lost World

A few years back I sent a personal e-mail to someone unmentionable stating that……..I have NEVER lied to you. I challenged you.


Challenge ignored. The NO-LIES are now being seen.


Shrug. He has many who will never challenge him. They all are still un-banned.

Absolute, God’s Honest Truth.

Nice swerve Fake Sherlock :o)

The Difference btw MEN & WOMEN (?)

BTW…modern “by the way” has always been my own personal shorthand for between.

Shut up. It makes sense to me.

What does NOT make sense is – MEN.


I take him to work in the morning, in the cold, in the dark, in the stupid o’clock. I pick him up later. 3pm today because it’s POETS (piss off early tomorrow’s Saturday) Day.

That is 4 trips in the car. Then I have to go shopping/take sons to the hospital…barber…pharmacy…post office…Outer Mongolia etc. Which uses petrol.

And I get shouted at and given a lecture about there never being enough petrol in the car and one day I’ll run out of juice on a main road and get squished by an angry truck driver who was on his mobile phone listening to his mistress complaining about his wife. Or some such.

This morning, around 6am, I get verbals for the weather being below zero, the car needs defrosting and he’s forgotten to take the rubbish bin out. Which is all MY fault. Allegedly. Especially the bin not being put out for emptying.


Sssh. Don’t tell anyone. This is a secret :o)

Totally Irrelevant Stuff

Hands Up. I place my own self amongst those who spend their lives spreading Totally Irrelevant BS.

Like – who the heck gives a flying ferret about Chopin or Manners or the Stuarts or anything that I write about?

At least I’m not blaming MY life circs on NASA or Jesuits or Masons or NPCs or Retro-Nelson Mandeloopy.

MY circs are much more down to earth.

What can I afford to buy in the shop today in order to make a meal for a family of four?

Can I afford £5 for a bag of logs or is putting petrol in the car more important?

I could count the amount of red bricks used to build buildings or I could go into the attics (aargh) and repair the hole in the roof. AGAIN!


Checking to see how many subs you’ve accumulated?

Or LIVING – the Best Way You Can With What You Have Now?

Way to Go, Nan :o)

The Land of The FREE

I’m just a girl. Sitting at home and typing stupid words that not many will ever see.

I’m also a BRIT. Scottish father, English Mother.

BUT : I’m fighting the War of Independence against an entire country/empire/world power who HATE every single thing that I represent.

A free voice, A person unsullied by Churchians’ dogma. An orphan. A housewife and a blogger. A snarky Anglo with a posh and untrustworthy accent.

That’ll be more than enough for y’all to hate on me. Even though I have NOTHING to do with Mad King George or your country. I’m not into NASA or US comedy shows or HERSHEY or fake news or POTUS or QANON or Grits ……

In 1983/84 me and he used to visit the PX in Berlin for an American breakfast and the laundrette. WHO THE EFF eats sweet bacon?

Bacon is meant to be SALTY. Like me :o)