Friday Online Diary Entries: “We are the champions” – Story Based

In the memory of the terror attacks year ago yesterday 22.3.17 in London. I’ve decided to a moving tribute to the lives that have been lost and who have suffered from it.

I’ve paid my dues time after time I feel like I’ve done my sentence for the year but committed no crime or made bad mistakes yet I’ve made a few because I blame myself for it all since that day. I’ve had my fair share of sand kicked in my face but I’ve came through the pains and depression. I just need to carry on and on through life.
We are the champions my friends because we will keep on fighting until the end. We are the champions no time for losers because we are the champions of the world. I’ve taken my bows like it was last day on earth as the curtain calls to close; you brought me fame and fortune, and everything that goes with it. I like to thank you all it’s been like there’s no bed for the roses because there’s no pleasure cruises; yet I consider it all a challenge before the whole human race that we stand together, and I know that I am not going to lose. I just need to carry on and on.
We are the champions my friends and we will keep on fighting to the end because we are the champions no time for losers because we are the champions of the world. We really don’t have time for losers because we are the champions of the world.

Everyday Post: “Stephen Hawking has finally let go” – Story Based and in memory of him

The snowglobe snow stayed settled on the bottom of the floor tonight; no matter how much you tried to shake it to make move to watch it float backdown, there was not a footprint or a wheelchair marks to be seen outside and inside the kingdom of isolation of being trapped into ones body. Then again it looks like I’m the next king of science and maths leaving the mark on the world.

The scientists are howling like the swirling storm that’s inside a test tube but they couldn’t keep it in but heaven knows that they tried; don’t let them in don’t let them in be a good mathematic scientist like you always have to be, conceal don’t feel like you have to let them know but now they know and Stephen Hawking would say “Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.”

Don’t let it hold you back anymore because Stephen Hawking will say once more “I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.” before turning away and slamming that door. The people who has a learning disability or something that will take their time what are they going to say or do? Just let the storm rage on because it never bothered them anyway.

It’s funny how some distance makes everything seem small to him and the fears that once controlled him now can’t get to him at all. It’s time to see what I can do by testing the limits to make the break through because there’s no right or wrong there’s no rules for him to say he couldn’t do anything as he was free. Stephen once said “I have no idea. People who boast about their IQ are losers.”

It was time for him to let go of what he had suffered for so long he’s now in the wind and the sky; you would never see him cry “I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first.” yet here I sit and here I’ll stay in the history of time saying that “yes I’m disabled but I know how to carry on with life” the power that I have in my mind will travel through the air and into the ground.
My soul will always be at Cambridge University that one that is crystallises like an icy blast. “It matters if you just don’t give up.” says Stephen the true words if you gave up it wouldn’t matter but it would matter if you don’t give up on yourself. You just rise like the break of dawn and I in the light of the day my conditions never bothered me anyway.

Friday Online Diary Entries: “Most Haunted Cries” – Story Based

The cries, the moans, ghostly aspirations that happen at Beaumont Hall situated in the countryside; yet the village that’s close by sees lights on still, cries, fire and many more strange things after the volunteers of the hall have gone home. Yet no one can understand why or how it happens by the time local services and the volunteers and a few locals got there to help the house out. Nothing was there no fire, no burglaries not even a single soul.

Yet a distance voice of a young girls voice well what sounded like a little girl telling the story but everyone sees this dramatic scene before they turned away witnessing something most terrifying thing that no one could describe that night. The screams that came from the house made them run into the house; this is the story of how a young women lost her love one or so it seems but yet was she pushed or did she fall down the stairs herself.

“Don’t cry for me if you truly loved me you would of been here with me than me dying on the cold stone floor; you want me come find me just make up your mind, and follow the way I died. I should let you fall and lose it all because maybe you could remember yourself; you can’t keep believing that you can have two people at the same time because at the end of the day we’re only deceiving ourselves, and I’m sick of all the lies by the way you’re too late.

You couldn’t take the blame or the sick shame off my death in your life it must be exhausting to lose your own game. The selfishly hatred you had for me no wonder you felt so jaded of feeling trapped you can’t play the victim this time because you’re too late; so don’t cry to me if you loved me you would if been here with me, you want me come find me but just make up your mind.

You never call me when you’re sober only because you want it’s over; how could I have burned paradise? How could I when you were never mine? Get over yourself don’t cry for me if you really truly love me you would of been here with me; don’t lie to me just get your things, I’ve made up you’re mind for you and now it’s time for me to say goodbye…”

Everyday Post: “My Prerogative” – Story Based

People in this world can take everything away from but there’s always one thing that they can never take away from you and it’s your truth. Yet the question is can they handle mine? They think and say that I’m crazy but so I look like I care because I really don’t care even when they say that I’m nasty. You know something I really don’t give a damn how I’m getting the boys; it’s how I live my life by being normal to which lead to some who ask me questions, why am I so real? Yet they really don’t understand me because I like to keep to myself and make them work hard for it. I don’t know the deal about my sister but yet I try hard to make it right not long ago before I won the fight.

Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me that isn’t true why don’t they just let me live my own life and worry about theirs. I don’t need their permission to do things because I make my own decisions that’s my prerogative it’s the way that I want to live. The newspapers and you can’t tell me what to do; don’t get me wrong ego trips isn’t my thing all these strange relationships they make it out to be gets me down, I see nothing is wrong in spreading myself around to have fun with my friends who are guys and girls.

Everybody talking all this stuff about me like I’ve done something wrong why can’t they just let me live? I don’t need permission from any off them because I make my own decisions as it’s my own prerogative. It’s the way that I want to live as it’s my own prerogative that you can’t tell me what to do; why can’t I just live my life without all of things that people say, they continue to think that I’m crazy because we don’t live in that time period anymore and they think I’m nasty who doesn’t need permission but make my own decisions but this is my prerogative.

It’s my prerogative.

Saturday’s Topic: Where is the safest place to be?

Welcome to Saturday’s Topic for the day on the 24th February 2018; you begin to wonder only 2nd month into the new year you think so far so good nothing bad has happened in your country, unless your in other countries who are still living in terror hoping that it would end as soon as possible and yet you wonder why other countries think it’s okay to turn on their own. What is the cause of it? What’s the agenda behind it? What is it trying to prove?
My deepest condolences and my thoughts go out to the family in the recent events of school shootings out in the US. As most of my fan base are from over there as well. I hate when it children and innocent people are involved in these dreadful things like shootings and terror attacks it’s not right. I just don’t understand how or why they want to do that; is it because they want to claim that it’s cool or other people have done it and got on the news to shock the world to say “I am here notice me!”
Not even sure what the terror attacks want but it seems to have lost all meanings throughout the years; due to certain leaders to saying that the West is taking over killing their country and their people, or they think it’s the act of god wanting them to do it so that they can go into heaven.
No matter what the reason is no where is safe anymore so than it has been. Yet we just get up and carry on like it’s another day. Showing that people don’t scare us anymore. Remember how many times we as a country had multiple of attacks like nearly every two weeks or just barely a month we just ended up running to the scene to help than running away from it; showing that people who do these dreadful things remember that they can’t break us as a country or a community, showing the whole world that they need to also stand together help their fellow citizens who have been attacked.
No matter if you’re in the EU or not but following other countries but helping the others than watch other countries take the fall and not help. It shows who’s great and stands up to the bad people not giving other people like teachers having guns to protect the class and themselves. That’s not right it has to have a great leader ship of who would help others than themselves. Yeah I just quoted something from either Harry Potter or from the bible but it’s true you have to put others before yourself who are in danger.


Day 6 Of 30 Days Challenge for Autumn: Diary Online Entries: Bridge over my trouble waters

Wether you believe this or not it’s your opinion not mine. I respect your opinion but I know what’s true.


When I first met you I don’t know where to begin; so I start by saying that I would refuse forget you, I would refuse to be silenced and I refuse to neglect you because that’s for the every last soul up in heaven who sacrificed their souls to save ours. Even if I never met you I know that you could of been my dad, my mum, my sister, my brother, my niece, my nephew, my daughter or my son. Waving a plain white sheet out on the no mansland; but I can see your white tee up there in heaven as I’m with my friends on the ground trying to see up there knowing that your now at rest, and feeling free from all the pain you have up there.

I can feel your pain on the ground of who you have left behind; but we went back to the block where you grew up with your children, chilling out watching the other children running around playing in the road and the troubled water cams running past. That’s when I swiftly grabbed hold of your children; having to witness your death, and hearing how you died as we ran away from the torment that you had endure. I’ve come back with an army to build you a bridge to come back over for visits like they remember you.

When you’re weary and feeling small; the tears are in your eyes I will dry them all, I’m on your side and when the times get rough and tough. Friends are not only just can be found; theres a bridge over my trouble waters, thats where I will lay and just lay you down right there so that I can get comfort near you. There’s so much pain in my heart my community has moved me; they choose to gleam their bright light as we are facing the dark.

When you’re down and out walking the streets; the evening will fall so hard like a arm is wrapped around my shoulders, a voice will say “I will comfort you…yes I will” I’ll take your part when the darkness comes and all the pain is all around. I will lay down next to you; over the trouble waters but waiting for you to come across the safe crossing of the bridge, to be able to see you once again.

I refuse to forget you. I refuse neglect you. I refuse to let you go. I will fight for your memory. Your my hero, my saviour, my world and my protector. Lest we forget.

Polesden Lacy

Superb Edwardian Interiors that draws, attracts more and more visitors.

The highlights of the heritage has a superb Edwardian Interiors throughout the fabulous building. Polesden Lacy has a regency house that’s been transformed into a superb Edwardian mansion; this was created by brewery heiress Mrs Ronald Greville, along with a glittering array of formal rooms were decorated with fabulous portraits including works by Raeburn and Reynolds.

Back in 1906 Margaret Greville, is one of the foremost society hostesses of Edwardian London Time ere; which had brought the early 19th century house and estate in the Surrey Hills. Which sits to close to Dorking and within easy reach of her London based home. Mrs Greville intended Polesden Lacey to serve as a location for weekend parties; intimate gatherings of an elite circle of friends and acquaintances.

Margaret Greville was the daughter of William McEwan, who made a fortune as a brewer (e.g. McEwan’s Ale). At the time Margaret was illegitimate (meaning she was born out of wedlock at the time; although her father did later marry her mother to which made it more accurate to say that McEwan bought Polesden for his daughter and her husband of whom she married to in 1891. Margaret husband was called Ronald Greville, second son of the 2nd Baron Greville. Ronald died in 1908.

Mrs Greville had combination of her father’s wealth and her husband’s social connections; Mrs Greville had moved around the elite circle of society, to be able to entertain the royals from Edward VII to George VI. By then Mrs Greville been given the name Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire (DBE) in 1922. To which that she had welcomed the great and the good of London society to her house in Charles Street, Mayfair and delighted in being able to attract movie stars and maharajahs to her parties.

Mrs Greville was a fascinating character. She moved around in the highest social circles, and could be kind and thoughtful, or wickedly acerbic. So many people who met her at the time like Arthur Balfour called her wit ‘honeyed poison’, and others were less complimentary still! Edward VII described her gift for entertaining as ‘genius’.

After acquiring the house from her father Mrs Greville set about transforming it into a glittering, venue suitable for hosting regular gatherings of elite of royalty, politicians, artists, and those at the very top of the social ladder. The Grevilles called in the architects Mewes and Davis, who also designed the Ritz Hotel in London; with every convenience that was installed, including ensuite accommodation and telephones, in that day of age when such

things were simply not common.

The house was furnished in opulent style, but not in any coherent fashion, for the decoration was acquired from other country houses and historic properties, so that the entrance hall is in a different style from the Library, which is completely different to the Saloon, and so on. The fact that she made her own stamp which so many people at that time and this day in age; it has become one of the fascinating things about Polesden Lacey, to which each room seems different as you enter the room, with a unique style and distinct character your like “oh wow” you get the sense of idea that people liked coming to the house and feel right at home. Moving from one room to the next is a constant journey of discovery of what she used the rooms for; how people felt when they arrived to their destination of peace and quiet, no disturbances or anything of the sort.

In 1923 Mrs Grevilles had offered Polesden to the Duke and Duchess of York (later King George VI and Queen Elizabeth) for their honeymoon, and the royal couple spent two weeks at the amazing country house. This had brought a result of the house and grounds in a London Newspaper that country house had been featured; also this has given the light of a wonderful historic articfact that has survived on record by showing how the interior and the gardens had looked at the time, and what it looks like today. More like time relapse of over the years since the National Trust had been given to them.

1942 Mrs Greville left the estate to the National Trust in memory of her father with the original artifacts, paintings, everyday uses at that time and many more you can see off hand. Unlike many other National Trust houses across the country there are very little in the way of ‘below stairs’ rooms on view to the public. Many of the original servant’s quarters are used by the Trust as part of their regional offices.

In the light of remembering 100 years and Dunkirk

In memory of 100 years ago was the First World War between 1914-1918. In the running of the 100 years; Christopher Nolan had created a film about Dunkirk; the tragic, the fear, the frightened has come to the screens as actors recreate the days of Dunkirk. What it must of felt like when the Second World War happened from 1939-1945. In the days of the 1940s on the beaches of Dunkirk.

The miracle evacuation of Dunkirk in the Second World War has brought to real life again; through actors who played the roles of the soldiers who had died that day, trying to come home but left vulnerable on open lands of the beaches and the sea. Director Christopher Nolan has turned to the evacuation of Dunkirk for his latest acclaimed film; the fact that he brought back the the stunning great escape that helped Britain avoid defeat in the Second World War, showing that we had risked everything in the days of saving the British army. 

100 years ago was the First World War saw lots of unnerved, scared, frightened men who didn’t want to be out in the war zone; in May 26 and June 4, 1940 and that year saw some 338,000 troops rescued from the beaches of Dunkirk. Following Nolan’s success of blockbusters such as The Dark Knight and Inception; Nolan’s latest film that tells the story of Dunkirk, “the event that shaped our world”, as the poster says.

Nolan and his crew have gone to great depth of history, research and pains to faithfully to recreate Operation Dynamo to able to see what it may of looked like and feel like the time that had taken place.

Dunkirk – The Event That Shaped Our World/ Shaped Our Country

Lizzysweeklyblogs Review of Dunkirk 

I got invited to go to see the film Dunkirk by my best friend that I use to work with called Meg Anne. Who wanted to see it because it hard Harry Styles from One Direction in it; not sure at the time she knew the true history of the event, until I had to explain it all to her at the end of the film when she got confused on some areas. Which is understandable to be honest when I’m a bit older than her and did study it at school, went on the trips to the areas where they were fight in both wars (not at Dunkirk) and also knowing a bit more due to own self research along with family who are into different types of historical facts themselves.

The film was very in tense throughout the film; not much dialogue throughout the film but the fact that I was literally hugging my cardigan close to my face, meant I felt like I was there on the beaches with the soldiers who were frightened and scared at the time it was happening. 

Every time the camera panned to Tom Hardy and Kenneth Branagh when something serious was about to happen. I was like NO! And OMG! They are going to die but yet they survived every time it happened for another second, another minute, another half an hour, another hour and another day. You could tell something wasn’t going to be right; when the cameras went onto Kenneth Branagh, it was the way he looked up into the sky and he soon realised what was coming towards them all.  
I believe that all the actors who did the film have to be well and truly magnificent because to be able to experience something like that as acting if your adrenaline kicks in; the fear of the unknown what’s coming next, the fear of I’m going to be next one to be killed. 

I would rate this film as 5/5 because it’s absolutely brilliant. 

Guest Review: Megan Anne’s Dunkirk Review 

Apologies for strong bad language from my friend; she has no concept of her language, especially when it comes to Harry Styles. I’ll try my best to reduce the amount of swearing by bleeping them out but keeping them in as it’s her words not mine. However she wants me to had more to it just to make her look smarter but I’ll see what I can do.

I personally didn’t know what to to expect to begin with; but I was happy with the film based on the true facts of history, of our past that had changed our future that we live in today. The film was so tense that I was on the edge of my seat; making me feel like I was there on the beaches of Dunkirk, like I wanted to help save each solider that were in danger whilst putting myself at risk. The fact that I was confused at some parts of the film; yet having Lizzy’s knowledge and understanding of what it would be like out there, also having the understanding that one of he actors were actually the ones of the good guys as she explained to me which airplanes are which and which side they belong to. The fact that I know I can pick Lizzy’s brains for things like these topics; I know I can’t go wrong either way, and I like to learn new things that I didn’t know before. 

All the actors were amazing bringing everything to life; bring me into their world of what’s happening throughout the film, as there’s not a lot of dialogue throughout the film but the actors showed that their feelings of being anxious, panicky, petrified, running scared and terror stricken. Oh and the most important thing was that Harry Style was unbelievable; he was playing a character that I really didn’t expect play, but as he brought out the heart racing that my heart was going to come out of my chest. As there were lots of tense scenes that he was in; as I thought my life was going to be over if he died in battle of survival, “because of Harry F********* Styles” sorry guys I can’t help it he’s absolutely beautiful! 

Fantastically directed film by Christopher Nolan. I would rate it overall 5 stars.