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Most security services around the world have come to accept that Covid 19 is a Bio-terrorist attack from Wuhan. To believe that a virus accidently escaped from a bio-secure facility, or that a Pangolin infected an entire city is pure fiction. This could not happen in China without the knowledge and direction of the state organisations, fact, nothing happens in China unless the state authorises it.

Wuhan is a classic example of how to direct a Bio-attack if you are totally ruthless and we all know how ruthless the Chinese state organisations are.

Firstly: you need to build up a reservoir of infections in an out of the way place, Wuhan! then isolate it from the rest of China while at the same time allowing it to continue interacting with the rest of the world. Tourists travelling to international transit points, northern Italy, London, New York and in that way guaranteeing it’s spread, remember it was only after a doctor went public in Wuhan that the world was made aware of the danger, it had existed there for months.

Secondly: The Chinese needed to have some means of controlling this virus, nowhere else in the world has this virus acted in the same manner, no matter if it is an open democracy or a dictatorial authoritarian state. Only in China has the virus been controlled locally, so before pressing the accelerator they already had a brake, deaths in China have been restricted almost totally to Wuhan.

Thirdly: The Chinese economy has suffered minimal damage, while deaths have multiplied around the world affecting travel, leisure, the service sector, finance and manufacturing, destroying the economies of many small countries and even cause severe damage to large economies. China has remained largely unaffected growing by leaps and bounds and buying into economies worldwide forcing debt onto many small struggling countries so that they are tied into the Chines philosophies and world view. Now they have no option, they have to obey their financial master, remember these are not companies lending money this is the Chinese state, with a giant military apparatus, they dare not offend just

KOWTOW.

Michael Douglas Bosc

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A lot has happened in both my life and world events since I was last on here that its hard to know where to start. So I won’t even try to put things in order just jump right in.

Covid-19 and Lockdown effect – Catalan view

As we get older things and events take on different meanings, all looked at in different ways from different viewpoints because we are all very different individuals. But this Covid-19 has, in many cases, helped put things into perspective. After 7 months of lockdown law and self imposed – NO we did not have Covid-19 but November/December of last year we spent recovering from Pneumonia – isolation we were able to revalue our lives and way of living. What we found was that we were less stressful, eating better – basically fruit and veg – and felt better for it. So we cut the chocolate, crisps and other comfort foods down to a minimum by saying we couldn’t go and get them because of lockdown and learnt to spread them out. There have been bars of chocolate in the fridge for weeks but only having a few squares now and then means we aren’t binging. I have also taken to no sugar in coffee or tea the fight to keep my blood sugar down and Diabetis at bay. With being confined to the house for over 11 weeks in the countries fight against the virus and only allowed out to do shopping, get medication or visit the garage its surprising what you come up with. This is the before picture of the kitchen before we decided to change it now have more space and units rearranged make it more country kitchen.

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Keeping Active

However there is always catch 22. For me its that although I try and keep active by doing odd jobs around the farm, it was taking a long time to build my energy back up as I got tired easily – at my age I’m sticking to that. Once we could move around again and get to the coast I have felt better as walking on level ground is easier then forest ground. There is the gardening which I helped my wife with and gave more ideas for the small gardens and me a liking for garden centres and potteries so going to look round them gives us plenty of exercise and gets us out. Which brings me to the animals.

The Wild Life

Yes he’s still here and wandering around. He and his friends come and go as they please he has a new friend we call The Rock. A Sandy coloured lump twice the size of Puddytat and wild like him. I think the wildlife up here is doing well they look healthy and well fed we don’t seem to have any mice etc,. Question! What makes a crunching noise and dislodges uncemented stone walls? Wild Boar rooting for grubs of course. We have seen them on the track looking healthy and heard them around the house in the night. So the forest at least is back to normal.

My Writing

I have started back writing, but picking up from where I left off has been a tad difficult. Until recently I hadn’t felt like writing. I’d start something then think whats the use and stop. I’m not sure why it just happened but I would regularly make notes and expand on ideas so now is the time to sort them all out and get back to my favourite pastime.

Well there you have it in a nutshell. I am quite sure I will be expanding on things but for now that’s it.

Michael Douglas Bosc – Author

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Happy Trafalgar Day  Horatio

THANK YOU ALL FOR MY BIRTHDAY WISHES

First of all may I say thank you for my(and Carols) birthday wishes and I would like to explain why its taken me a few days to do this. So grab a coffee and enjoy.

We have had many presents from each other over the years and it is getting harder to think of new ones. So when I asked her what she wanted for her present expecting to be told something for the garden or jewelry. But surprise surprise Carol asked to visit the Hartlepool Royal Navy Museum. So I looked it up on line found it to be interesting booked flights and here’s what happened.

21st October 2019 – Trafalgar Day – and our birthdays.

Morning everyone right a ramble through our adventures and believe me a small cultural shock was involved. So – oh explanation of why so late with thanks – we dont tell anyone where we are until we’re back a result of the robbery. Anyway Monday morning at 4am we were up and ready for the off to Barcelona airport. Thought we would give ourselves plenty of time as with the riots you never knew. But as always when we do the ‘just in case,’ things went ok so we arrived at the parking in plenty of time. Once on board the shuttle bus we were on our way to the airport via Terminal 1 very posh there then to Terminal two. Here we had quite a walk as the parking busses have a space next to Easyjet which is at the other end of the airport from terminals A & B. So off we trecked up through check in on to passport control and finally the walk through the duty free to reach a cafe and that much needed cuppa.

Now we were flying with Jet2 never done this before and believe me it was a very nice experience they have excellent hot chocolate. But I digress now when Michael looked on line you could get from Leeds/Bradford airport via the ‘flyer bus’.. well we could have walked quicker (a point for Bristol) Finally we arrived in Leeds headed for the train station (contrary to Googles info the only bus to Hartlepool was at 9pm arriving at 11pm). It was now 4pm and here came the cultural shock THE RUSH HOUR… after so many years away the platforms were scary, so many people add to this delayed/cancelled trains and you get the picture. One thing that did strike us was how helpful and cheerful the staff were, people talked to us on the journey Michael and others putting the world to rights. Then came the eyeopener one stop before Middlesbrough the train terminated and we ended up taking a taxi to Hartlepool. Now as is our want we hadn’t booked anywhere to stay as on line as we had had a bad experience with Booking.com (same again here) they had said the Premier Inn at the marina was FULL…lying gits our taxi driver phoned Premier and asked yes they said we have rooms…now you know why we dont trust Booking.com. We booked in had a good sized room with a comfy bed went next door for a meal and so to bed. So that was how we spent our birthday welcome years 76 and 73.

View of Navy Museum from Hotel

Next day: From the breakfast room we looked across the dock at the museum the ship looked spectacular tall masts against the skyline. So we did a ‘look round the area’ walk – yes walked – never done so much in my life lol my poor little leggies were wearing away until – that is – we got to the mall. Well come on shopping who could resist it – Michael for one he headed back to the hotel and a rest – me I put a big smile on took a deep breath and headed in. Boots, M&S, Primark and others were all there. I spent so much time getting the few bits we needed that hours had passed by the time I had finished – it was nearly 5pm – I had walked miles but because I was looking at things and shopping I didn’t notice – so I finally got a taxi – really good service and cheap – arriving back exhausted but happy. After a rest we decided to head to the museum only to find we were too late it was closed but it opened at 10am guess who was there waiting to go in……

Last day: The Museum.

After Breakfast we walked round the dock to the museum. Now this has a lot going for it firstly as O.A.P’s we had a concession fee of 8pounds – 10 pounds for adults – which I might add gives you access for a year – really good value. Then they are actively interested in teaching children about our history and what it was like in the days of sail.  The picture above shows a young visitor from Australia firing one of the guns.  The gentleman explained how everything would have worked then handed him a replica ‘slow match’ which he applied to the area where powder would have been if it were real, and there was a bang which made all of us jump as you can see he enjoyed the experience.

About to fire the gun sound effects made us jump 

Then we wandered along to where Michael would have been at home  the Captains cabin.   Here you could see his cot, washstand,  wine cabinet, and table  whilst in the corner covered in papers was his clerks desk (where most of the work was done)  Over 3 hours spent there and Michael enjoyed every minuet of it, he had found someone to talk sailing ships with and lots of info and ideas for another book. He was in his element Sailing ship, sea and History a happy chappie birthday pressie. So I will let the pictures tell the story.

Captains cot and washstand

His wine spirits cabinet

 

 

Captains Table

My desk… lol

Reading the charts

Galley

waiting to see if lunch was ready lol

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The Trincomalee  built in India

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where the animals were kept

and of course the obligatory  Ships Rat

Life on board was something else side cabins were arranged along the stern, with dining areas for various messes.  Everything was copper plated on lower decks/bilge as the amo was stored there.

 

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look what I’ve found

as it was

There is lots to see and children are especially catered for events, and interactive things plus play area all to get them interested in history and this era.  There are also buildings depicting life as it would have been and the one place Michael loved  was the chandlers as it would have been when James Blackstock was alive. We were walking along looking in the buildings when I heard  ‘Carol come here look what I’ve found’  and there he was in the middle of the store everything you could need for a sailing ship, he was in his element.

So that’s how we spent this year just wondering what to do for next birthday???

 

Michael and Carol Bosc

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A Story With a Difference:


Writing is something strange, you either feel it or you don’t.  Personally for me it’s something that’s there and often the urge to write even if I’m not sure what is strong.  Thats how Drifting came into being.  I have a book of jottings where I write down ideas and this was one of them.

In the past I have written about people and their lives Stanley for example.  His story was one of crime, sex and how he and his mother survived during and after WW2.  Then there was Jason. Now his story woven into the British Navy of the 1700/1800’s was different. This was historically challenging, not the naval side but the social side of life then, which makes these books Adult books.

Then came young persons books Clearing in the Forest, Peaceful Land and I am currently working on the third book. These were from ideas written down in my little book.

But Drifting was something different, something with no social comment, or historical reference just a plain straight forward story, of happenings and the supernatural.  I entered a strange world of possibilities and did it or didn’t it happen, was it real or just imagination and the ending well….

So I have decided to write some short stories along these lines, where it will lead I don’t know, but there is one thing I am sure of I will not be delving into this realm.  The stories will come from all over woven around an idea, yes some will have a historical nature but they will be based on factual events, only the story will be fictional because you cannot ask the characters exactly how they came to be where they were.  My research into history and stories from the west country have given me a few ideas along this line.

So there is an awful lot to do and keep me busy for a long time. Such is writing.

 

(c) Jason D’ebre – author

 

 

 

 

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Kath Spreadbury I’m hooked now I will have to get it.

Linda Coombes Love this book such a great read 💖💖💖💖💖

CLEARING  IN  THE  FOREST  by JASON D’EBRE  –   Authors remarks:-

I wrote these books with the younger generation in mind, in the vain hope they would like reading about events in history whilst wrapped up in magic, witches, villains and good v evil.  Now a days everything seems to either whoosh bang wallop or killing, bloodshed, total destruction with NO proper story behind it.  Comic book films seem to be all directors can do these days.  Now I like certain films, the penguins, scooby doo, (the original films) and so forth. They are fun, relaxing and THEY HAVE A STORY RUNNING THROUGH THEM even tom and jerry have but they entertain and have more words than hey lookout etc.,

Writing is hard and those who pay others for ideas, or to ghost write for them are NOT real authors.  Stories come from within a person’s head, they feel part of the story as if the characters were telling them what came next, at least that’s how I fell about all my stories.  Sometimes I cannot sleep because there is a character in my head nagging me about something that either needs to be written or I have got it wrong and need to get it right before I forget. So then it’s up and laptop on writing, and usually the character is right.   I am not the only person who writes and experiences this so I am sure there are many of you who do.

Over the past few months when I have been busy repairing and installing security stuff in and house, I have not been writing.  So when at last everything was done and I finally sat down to write again, imagine how I felt the other night when I had this voice saying you should get this down now this is what happened, not whats written get it put right now before the others have a chance to interfere….. So there I was at diddly squat hours pounding away on the laptop and do you know that character was right.  Once I had typed everything then read it corrected, refined, checked research then read again it all made sense.  I have tried having a pen and paper by the bed but I find if I wake I am sitting there for hours writing so it’s just as easy to sit at my laptop.  I have a plug for charging and a lap cushion for the laptop, but it is easier to sit at my desk….

(c) Jason D’ebre – author

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Drifting a short story by Jason D’ebre

I often have lots of ideas running around my head which end up in my note book for future reference or on my laptop in note form.

So with my short story Drifting it was the same. Al  (the sheriff) would not let me rest until I had written it. As he would say “once I’ve told you the story and you have written it down then I will leave you in peace”, so after a few restless nights sleep I got writing.

Now this book is different in that This is a western with a twist no shoot em, kill em blood and gore stuff like some, but a story with a theme running through it. Yes there is action, yes people get killed and the sheriff is Al but it’s what happens to him and a boy’s family that makes this very different from other cowboy stories.

The desert is a place where things either live or die or…….

 

(c) Jason D’ebre  Author

 

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My New Book 

This is my new book Drifting. It’s a cowboy short story which ventures into the unknown. Often things come to me when I am researching or reading other things this was such a time. It is not my normal style or subject, plus ghost stories are quite difficult to write and this was no exception.  As usual you start with an idea then build on it only now you have to remember the ghost, how it came to be and in some cases not reveal this until later in the book, whilst all the time including it in there.  Write and re-write came into this, as I would sometimes forget this rule, but I got there in the end and it has had some good responses – albeit the cover I first put out was the wrong one. As usual it’s on Kindle and Create Space as well as Books2Read.

The Wallow Hole

 

Remember these jokers? They who dug up my bulbs and ate all my saffron bulbs in the process. Well they have decided to make a wallow hole on the lower terrace.  Finding a good place for the camera was a little difficult as the tree has been pruned and the good branches for positioning the cameras have gone.  So I called Spurs into action but the position of the dish was wrong however the pump is just right and providing they don’t come poking around the photos are not bad.

After a windy night I have had to find another position for the camera but at least I have these shots of the little so and so’s. First is the wallow hole in daylight to give you an idea of its position. They have made this originally it was a small – very small – little trench which provided run-off water for two fig trees. We should have known better as the boar decided to use they as rubbing sticks and eventually killed them off.  Then this appeared.

 

So to the pictures of  the little gits having a bath and generally enjoying themselves.

 

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc – Author

 

 

 

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Then It Rained!!!!

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Right now most of you who read the blogs will know, we have been bemoaning the fact that there has been very little rain this year, in fact as a local pointed out if the river wasn’t there this part of Cataluña would be a desert.   Well Monday it rained, yes it did  and how. It began in the morning with the sort of thing we have got used to, a sort of drizzle that can’t decide whether to go full on or bog off somewhere else.

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We had been into town to get the shopping when it  began to get wet and windy, very windy. The drive home was interesting loads of twigs, leaves, rocks and stones on the road plus the odd tree by the river blown down.  When we got back we unloaded the car then parked it and we just had time to grab a few logs and get the generator going before it hit.  First the rain came down sideways as the wind was so strong, this led to a puddle on the bedroom floor under the closed (I might add) window it was that fierce.  Next it began to come in under the front door so the mop was in action, then Michael looked out the back. We are glad he did but at the time I wished he hadn’t, it was just like a river  flowing. It was so strong that it was literally flowing over the sumps of the cisterna, all that water gushing away then the generator began to splutter.  So with umbrellas up jackets on we were out as action was needed and quickly.

 

Firstly Michael had to sort out the flow channels to get rid of the huge puddle that had formed in front of the house and was in the process of washing the sand away and had made its way into the generator shed where water was steadily rising.   I held the umbrella whilst he pulled the weeds up that had grown in the  channel and also blocked the runoff drain. Once this was done a deluge of water began to either rush down the slope towards the track where it continued its down hill run towards the river.  The water that came out of the pipe onto the lower level would not have disgraced the effect of a water pump had we used one.

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Next we tackled the shed. This was simple knock a hole in the back wall and the water came out with a little help from me and a broom.  Whilst I was getting the generator shed sorted Michael went and sorted out the sumps to the large cisterna.  Now this went on for around an hour and a half during which time the water from the roofs, gullies etc.,  filled the 5000ltr small cisterna, one of the 1000ltr cubes and 3/4’s of the large cisterna not to mention the wheelbarrow, buckets and sundry that were outside.  There aren’t any pictures as we were to busy getting rid of the water, but this morning the first saffron crocus appeared in the saffron patch in the garden, the ones in the field have also begun to arrive, says everything really.

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This is not how the track looks now, it’s full of gullies where the water dug it out rocks and stones everywhere, what was once a fairly smooth track now exists.  The road into town was strewn with rocks and mini slides which had come down but these were the usual suspects,  the really worrying bit is on a bend where there are two trees with roots exposed and they are leaning a bit. We have no idea what the top end of the track is like but the town hall has been out having a look at things so must be bad.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

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Introducing the Boys

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Do not go ahhh they are not as sweet as they look but we love them.   I suppose I’d better start at the beginning.  There is a market in one of the little towns every Wednesday, and at the top of it is the pet stall.  Every time we went there Michael would stand and look at the birds. This time he went and looked at Bluebottle a couple of times muttering I really do like him, so I said if you want him buy him, which is how we came to go home with Bluebottle sitting in his cage in the front seat while Michael drove and I sat in the back.

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At home he had the coffee table to sit on but as the week progressed he became quiet and a little uppity. So the next Wednesday we went back and bought Eccles – that’s right Bluebottle and Eccles!  Now as I have previously said, nothing we do goes exactly to plan and Eccles was no exception.  He was placed in a cardboard box with air holes quite secure so you can imagine how we felt when driving home he suddenly starts flying round the car – little devil had chewed his way out – so Michael pulled over and Eccles landed on his knee then sat on the dash-board which was how Michael was able to catch him. Once back in the box with my hand covering the hole he behaved, so the drive home was fairly quiet.  When we arrived home all we had to do was put him in the cage, easy….don’t you believe it.  Michael opened one of the cage doors held the box up against it and waited, and waited and well you get the picture and I know you’ve heard it before.

We are slowly learning about them and they are very different individuals. Bluebottle is both noisy and cuddly whereas Eccles is fairly quiet but also cuddly.  If one sits on a swing the other one sits on the same swing, so we got them one each waste of time they still sit on the same one.  They chase one another away from the seed trays, but when they think we are not watching they cuddle up together.   Night time is regulated by light, it gets dark they want to go to sleep, gets light and they want to get up and go outside.  We cover them with a blanket but I have to admit they love sport they will sit cuddled up on their mineral block and watch the tv. Michael thought they wanted to sleep and covered them over you should have heard them so that’s how we know they like tv.

During the day they are either outside hanging from the olive tree or in the fly free zone depending on the weather and wind.  The wild birds are interested in them and we have a Black Redstart that sits in the tree and shouts back.  You will probably hear a lot more about them as we go on, a trip to the Jardi Land is on the cards with ladders, bells etc., on the shopping list.

Talking of which must get the boys in as the winds getting up and they are swinging, stand by for shouting and squawking.  If either of them ever talk first words will be  SHUT UP!!!!

 

(c)  Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

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Tranquility

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The above picture has nothing to do with my writing or translation of my books,  it is just a picture of somewhere I would love to be when the translating gets tough. Since the beginning of the year I have been busy translating my books into Spanish, not easy I can assure you. I have a professional translator package but bless its cotton socks it does not understand nor like London slang.  It therefore throws a wobbly and either ignores things – which is no problem – or completely changes everything.  Grrrrr!  But I have persevered with it and now have a few people who read the results and let me know where it does not make sense – and at first there was a fair bit of that.  Then its back to the machine notes in hand and off we go again.   It is at times like these that I am glad I have gone back to school to study Spanish plus my Professor gets a little light reading.

The Books

The first book I translated was An East-End BoyUn Nino de Final Este. This was where the translator first got upset and changed things around. As it was pointed out to me it had taken a woman’s name and in translation altered it, thus turning her into a rapist, hey ho.   So it was back to the beginning and start again.  This time carefully checking things like Mr and Mrs making sure they were correct. It was amazing, ‘Trans’ would leave them unchanged then later in the book change them into the Spanish.  So it was read, check then read check again. Ask one of my readers to check it over then back to the beginning again. However, after all this it was done and is now out on Kindle.

My latest book for translation is A Perilous Future – Un Futuro Peligroso.  This was not too difficult as like most things after the first time you begin to get the hang of it. ‘Trans’ still threw a wobbly now and then but I was ready for most of them.  It didn’t stop me from wishing from time to time I was in that picture though, especially late at night.  Gradually we have come to an agreement, ‘Trans’ does the job I installed him to do, then I go through and correct everything I can, which in the last book was not much before passing to a reader. We then make any corrections necessary and finally we have a book for publication.  By the time you read this Un Futuro Peligroso will be out on Kindle.

I have since learnt to treat this programme with patience and understanding much as you would a child learning to read.  All in the hope that my next book will go even better.

(c)  Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

 

 

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