Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Then I think back to the UK and the conversation I had last night with a couple of expat guys,the UK seems to have lost its national pride,its being flooded with folk from other countries who are emasculating it and eroding its culture,we took the rock in 1704,at a time when british guys had cojones (I still have some,I just checked)but whats happened to our national pride,everyone I met down here is glad they got out,one old guy said We dont even have our old blue passports anymore
R.I.P UK
