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Disappearing for a while.....lots of important comms
Luckily the angels and cherubs watch over me or I'd be in a helluva fix. Now Healing Central.....as of March 2016
Wednesday, 28 August 2013
Sunday, 25 August 2013
Put your Love in Me - hot chocolate
Nowadays it's just the hot chocolate that is my love thang.
Click this link plse:
But in 1977 I appeared naked, making love in a video with my son's father...A song by Hot Chocolate : Put your love in Me.
We were very much in love at the time so it was totes OK and no actual faking it.....
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My dreams explain it all
My dream last night was uncomfortable.
Not a nightmare........I don't have them.
I lived in an unfinished open house and people, foreigners (indicating ppl I didn't really know) were taking things from it to furnish their own homes across the street. I didn't really mind but then I saw they were abusing my hospitality. They were taking stuff I needed for myself. For instance, there was a big red Le Creuset casserole dish which disappeared.
So my waking dream (that's a dream where I can control the outcome) was that I would put a wooden fence around my property and not let them steal from me anymore.
An old-fashioned wooden fence not a big steel armoured fence.
The old-fashioned style fence demonstrates my vulnerability and the openness of my being.....yay, the generosity of my spirit, still being prepared to share with them to an extent, although not have the piss taken out of me.
If I had considered erecting a fence like this, a steel enforced security fence:
It would mean that I want to keep everybody out!
But I am an open book........to a degree.
Like I once described my old one-time friend, Benny Hill.......
An open book with the pages stuck together (wry smile)
Yesterday I learnt that ppl blame me for things that are their own responsibility. 3 things were harboured in resentment.
I also learnt that a deeply regretted action of mine taken under extreme duress and frustration, 43 years ago, and written in honesty in 2 national newspapers 12 years ago, in order to show people that we can all reach the end of our limits/tethers, is being banded about in a fictional way with little element of truth to it nor acknowledgement of it's real intent. Completely fabricated story to put me in an extremely bad light, when the story I was asked to write was in sympathy for actions that people can take under dire emotional circumstances.
The toxic women voicing these stories are considered intelligent but they lacked the intelligence to read the story truthfully and twisted it thoroughly in their telling of it. (yes:defamation)
Odd to say the least as I honestly do not know what their problem is with me.....(green for jealousy, yellow for envy, ..brown for bullshit..lol)
I will say this (again): the Universe always looks after me. I never ever put myself in situations that could lead to me feeling cornered. I ALWAYS WALK AWAY. That's the lesson I learnt 43 years ago!
If I am hurt by a situation I do NOT retaliate. My hurt is sent out to the Universe and it deals with it.
I do nothing. Nada.
Never underestimate the power of your soul enacting with the power of the pure Universe
If you tell lies about me, you WILL and you SHALL pay the price.
And now I'm going to have a wonderful day doing the things I love best with the people who matter the most to me.
YOU have a great day too...........xxxxxxxxx
Hill's Angel Exercise vid done to Benny Hill's Run-off music
Not a nightmare........I don't have them.
I lived in an unfinished open house and people, foreigners (indicating ppl I didn't really know) were taking things from it to furnish their own homes across the street. I didn't really mind but then I saw they were abusing my hospitality. They were taking stuff I needed for myself. For instance, there was a big red Le Creuset casserole dish which disappeared.
So my waking dream (that's a dream where I can control the outcome) was that I would put a wooden fence around my property and not let them steal from me anymore.
An old-fashioned wooden fence not a big steel armoured fence.
The old-fashioned style fence demonstrates my vulnerability and the openness of my being.....yay, the generosity of my spirit, still being prepared to share with them to an extent, although not have the piss taken out of me.
If I had considered erecting a fence like this, a steel enforced security fence:
It would mean that I want to keep everybody out!
But I am an open book........to a degree.
Like I once described my old one-time friend, Benny Hill.......
An open book with the pages stuck together (wry smile)
Yesterday I learnt that ppl blame me for things that are their own responsibility. 3 things were harboured in resentment.
I also learnt that a deeply regretted action of mine taken under extreme duress and frustration, 43 years ago, and written in honesty in 2 national newspapers 12 years ago, in order to show people that we can all reach the end of our limits/tethers, is being banded about in a fictional way with little element of truth to it nor acknowledgement of it's real intent. Completely fabricated story to put me in an extremely bad light, when the story I was asked to write was in sympathy for actions that people can take under dire emotional circumstances.
The toxic women voicing these stories are considered intelligent but they lacked the intelligence to read the story truthfully and twisted it thoroughly in their telling of it. (yes:defamation)
Odd to say the least as I honestly do not know what their problem is with me.....(green for jealousy, yellow for envy, ..brown for bullshit..lol)
I will say this (again): the Universe always looks after me. I never ever put myself in situations that could lead to me feeling cornered. I ALWAYS WALK AWAY. That's the lesson I learnt 43 years ago!
If I am hurt by a situation I do NOT retaliate. My hurt is sent out to the Universe and it deals with it.
I do nothing. Nada.
Never underestimate the power of your soul enacting with the power of the pure Universe
If you tell lies about me, you WILL and you SHALL pay the price.
And now I'm going to have a wonderful day doing the things I love best with the people who matter the most to me.
YOU have a great day too...........xxxxxxxxx
Hill's Angel Exercise vid done to Benny Hill's Run-off music
Saturday, 24 August 2013
Cherri's world brings me joy....so ner...
Damien Hirst's diamond skull...I know, naughty to have filmed it , hahahahaaa Disclaimer.....it was from a postcard at the Tate
Got to stop talking to people who disturb my equilibrium.
Who think I'm like them and act the
same way as they do
I'm happy in Cherri's World.
Trust only myself and my close family
Live by the Universe and my ArchAngel Gabriel
not nice.......please leave me alone
It would be so nice if those females who waste their time trolling me would get their stories straight.
If I've written a story in the newspapers about an event in my life, something that I found quite shocking and alien to myself, then please do NOT mangle the story to make me look worse than I am.
A dreadful event that happened more than 40 years ago does not need to be mis-repeated by anyone.
The facts are the facts.
I am actually horrified that toxic females are spreading vicious lies about me.
Harassment?
Defamation?
Known and noted.
Get back in your boxes ladies.
If I've written a story in the newspapers about an event in my life, something that I found quite shocking and alien to myself, then please do NOT mangle the story to make me look worse than I am.
A dreadful event that happened more than 40 years ago does not need to be mis-repeated by anyone.
The facts are the facts.
I am actually horrified that toxic females are spreading vicious lies about me.
Harassment?
Defamation?
Known and noted.
Get back in your boxes ladies.
Saturday, 17 August 2013
Sweetness and light......that's me...(clears throat)
Cherri Gilham aka Cheryl G DeMille
I am protected by angels.......
My Guardian Angel Gabriel in the vanguard
click here: Seventeen Guardian Angels
click here: Laughing Tar
Friday, 16 August 2013
What's in a name whatsyaname....
Cherri Gilham pix taken 2013
16th August 2013
Life is just a bowl of prickles.......if you let it!
Or Cherries............if you're kind to yourself
LOVE YOU ALL..............
and forgive you more.......
Cherri Gilham Photographed 1973
aged 19........or thereabouts, lol
Thursday, 15 August 2013
Love is in the Air
Love is definitely in the air for quite a few of my friends........they're swooning all over the place.
It's just such a wonderful feeling, isn't it? Especially if it's rocked up after a spell of bad times....
Or you thought it would never happen to you, or again, or ever.
When it's your turn, it's your time........xxxxxxx
I have always fallen in love in September
Where are we now? Ahhhhh.... middle of August. :)
Thursday, 8 August 2013
Bosch came thru -
Very good response from Bosch Customer Service. they are now on a par with Waitrose/Peter Jones, who are the bees-knees as far as Customer Service is concerned.
A big thank you.
Ironing can be amazing good fun.....ahem ;)
Ironying is fun
Saturday, 3 August 2013
Every day a little wind does fall.
Every day something abundant comes my way.
Today I found I had a champagne flute worth $340
When I married that lovely MM (all of a sudden like a flippin great pudden)......a very kind friend of his gave us 2 champagne flutes as a wedding present. I didn't realise they were a Collectors' piece.
When the marriage broke up MM managed to break his glass but `i kept mine .
Today I realised it has a signature on it (Moser) so I did a little search thru the interwobblyweb and to my utter surprise (and pleasure) I discovered that the flippin flute is a work of wealth.
Here's a pic of it.:
And here my darlings is a little bit of the bubbly for me to celebrate my windfall
Today I found I had a champagne flute worth $340
When I married that lovely MM (all of a sudden like a flippin great pudden)......a very kind friend of his gave us 2 champagne flutes as a wedding present. I didn't realise they were a Collectors' piece.
When the marriage broke up MM managed to break his glass but `i kept mine .
Today I realised it has a signature on it (Moser) so I did a little search thru the interwobblyweb and to my utter surprise (and pleasure) I discovered that the flippin flute is a work of wealth.
Here's a pic of it.:
And here my darlings is a little bit of the bubbly for me to celebrate my windfall
Moser Champagne Flute -cheers me dears
THANX XXXXXXX
Thanx for being there for me you guys
You know who you are.
I couldn't have got thru it without you.
Every day in every way......
I'm starting the day in a beautiful way. Loving my life and all that it contains. I'm happier now with very little than I was with private planes and jet-setting to the South of France, staying in fancy hotels on the Croisette. Pic below on the beach of the Carlton Cannes with my fiance.
Wanna know a funny? We weren't rich enough to stay in the Carlton, but we used their beach. We always stayed at the cheaper hotel next door, the Martinez. (pronounced Martinaise: the zed is noisy as in chaise). Ok, not that cheap but fascinatingly full of hookers. We'd sit on the Croisette watching them linger by fancy cars waiting to ply their trade.
We were in Cannes for the Festival and then thru the summer cos boyf was a prof poker player.....and there were big private games going on with the visiting megarichoes and when the bigtime film producer, Sam Speigal, came sailing across the horizon in his big black yacht. That was the sign that the money was in town.
Had a 5 carat diamond engagement ring in the 70's. OK it's small fry to the 15 caraters that reality show 'stars' are now flashing. I gave it back because that's the kind of person I am.....foolish some may say......even my lawyer at the time wanted me to hold onto it and get some clause written up. But I didn't want the hassle....particularly as the affianced's best friend was a very nasty piece of work and the affianced's best friend made suggestions of a threatening nature if I didn't return it.
He acquired it for himself as it transpired....funny old story.
So I live to tell the tale. And tell it I shall some day......Menoirs remember? lol
Today I awoke to sunshine and powdery clouds. Feeling BRAND NEW
Good things that are private are happening and every day in every way it gets a bloody sight better than it was, say, some time in the past. :)
I appreciate how lucky I am and today I'm feeling once again in the vortex (of happiness).
On another issue entirely. How is it possible to lose a mug of coffee? It's not like I'm living in a Vanderpump mansion....... Ahh, found it! Beside my bed! Who put it there? :)
Anyways....Today's a good-un. Don't be fooled by the odd grey cloud....rain clears the air.
Have a beautiful day too my friends......
Wanna know a funny? We weren't rich enough to stay in the Carlton, but we used their beach. We always stayed at the cheaper hotel next door, the Martinez. (pronounced Martinaise: the zed is noisy as in chaise). Ok, not that cheap but fascinatingly full of hookers. We'd sit on the Croisette watching them linger by fancy cars waiting to ply their trade.
We were in Cannes for the Festival and then thru the summer cos boyf was a prof poker player.....and there were big private games going on with the visiting megarichoes and when the bigtime film producer, Sam Speigal, came sailing across the horizon in his big black yacht. That was the sign that the money was in town.
(Yes I always took my tiger with me everywhere...............NOT, lol ......I guess it must have been the photographer's)
Had a 5 carat diamond engagement ring in the 70's. OK it's small fry to the 15 caraters that reality show 'stars' are now flashing. I gave it back because that's the kind of person I am.....foolish some may say......even my lawyer at the time wanted me to hold onto it and get some clause written up. But I didn't want the hassle....particularly as the affianced's best friend was a very nasty piece of work and the affianced's best friend made suggestions of a threatening nature if I didn't return it.
He acquired it for himself as it transpired....funny old story.
So I live to tell the tale. And tell it I shall some day......Menoirs remember? lol
Today I awoke to sunshine and powdery clouds. Feeling BRAND NEW
Good things that are private are happening and every day in every way it gets a bloody sight better than it was, say, some time in the past. :)
I appreciate how lucky I am and today I'm feeling once again in the vortex (of happiness).
On another issue entirely. How is it possible to lose a mug of coffee? It's not like I'm living in a Vanderpump mansion....... Ahh, found it! Beside my bed! Who put it there? :)
Anyways....Today's a good-un. Don't be fooled by the odd grey cloud....rain clears the air.
Have a beautiful day too my friends......
Thursday, 1 August 2013
Blitz Babes, kids, were you there? World War 2
Looking for ordinary people to tell their extraordinary stories of being alive during WW2
Would you like to recount your memories in a documentary I'm making?
Were you a kid in the blitz?
Or do you know people still alive who can recall their times in London or elsewhere in the UK, during the Second World War (WW2)?
Your parents? Your grandparents? The stories you heard tell by your mums and dads?
My friend told me a touching story her late mum used to recount, how, in her teens, she'd gone down the air-raid shelter and got chatted up by a bloke inside. It was pitch black. She was so excited, He sounded great. When they all emerged from the shelter she was shocked to discover he was blind.
Do you have anecdotes like this to recall? If you don't want to be on camera but just be a voiceover that would be cool too.
It's a sad fact that pretty soon all those people who remember THE WAR first hand will have passed on.
I want to memorialise the stories, the fears, the fun. How they felt when the doodlebugs stopped their frightening rattle, which meant that the bomb was about to drop and they had seconds to reach the air-raid shelter. What it was like to rush down to the shelter?
Children who were evacuated. Mothers who worked in the munitions factories. Boys who got sent to war. The Land girls. Was your mum or your grannie a Land Girl?
Stories please.
Also it would be interesting to interview someone whose dad might have been in the Luftwaffe. Who maybe launched the Doodlebugs - (V-1 Flying bombs).
Doodlebugs on Wiki
If you're interested in contributing please contact me:
Cheryl G DeMille at SlapDash Films
email: slapdashfilms1@gmail.com
Please put in the subject line: WW2 info
Many thanks xxxxx
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