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So here is the post:

“Damn it George, you are right, this has been a hard trip, the loss of my Father has affected me more than I let myself believe”

“that is a natural response, but we are all here to help you through this”

“I know, I Know.. But some times i feels like me against the world”

Josh stepped closer to his Colleague as he spoke.

“Thank you for helping me see how things are”

“it s fin, it is my job as Ships Psychiatrist to manager the crews needs and feelings as Space travel does not suit Humans, we don’t liked to be fenced in for days….”

I hate this guy, is so Patronising

“…. Which is why they do more experiments with the Submarine crews in the early 21sst Century, and why we still have the BBC’s Radio 4 station still going when all other media outlets have changed over time. It was found to keep travellers calm and I guess you have not ..”

George swayed to the right, his left arm shot up and curled around the incoming right cross from Josh as his left hand palm heel struck his aggressor under the chin. Josh clasped to the floor breathing slowly. George tapped his bag, “Clinic to the bridge, can i have a medic and security in my office now as i have just been attacked”

He check josh over, he was dazed and confused. “You, you hit me!” “yep”

“Why? ”

“Well you made a decision to hit me so I took action to prevent it !”

 

Josh entered the cabin, he was short stocky fellow with a mix of auburn and grey hair. His face said it all anger. But George knew this as he was telepath, but as most people forgot this interesting point about him he had stopped reminding people of this fact.The he is the smug basturd. I going have the little….. “George. Why have you told the Captain iam not of sound mind and therefore should be confined to the ship for the next two weeks!!!”
“Well thats easy, you have been feeling the stress of the journey and you last promotion has caused you no end of worry you have scared off all bah one Cadet from asking questions. You have thought about hurting half the Crew. For example on your way in here you where thinking about killing me. SO Josh, tell me are you not feeling the weight of duty and this long jornery 

Bing bong sing

I sang the song of humour 

It was a lark with a Ying

For without it we are poorer

Inspired by the book “Go Dog Go”

Ninja
Big ninja

Little ninja.

White Ninja, Black Ninja.

White and black ninja

Ok call them grey ninja.
Then black ninja in the roof 

Wearing spikes

The White ninja under the floor

Of a burning house
The green ninja throw Bo shuriken

The red ninja otens out of the way.

I had had a restless night, and woken up in an cold sweat.

I was I front of an old gothic gateway.

The ironwork was once black but now it was rusted and rotten, the lock holding it closed. Perished at my touch. The gates swung open  inviting me to enter.

Should I cross over the threshold?

Feck it this is a dream I thought. So walked across the courtyard to the old Mansion ahead.

It was a typical Georgian building the type these of wool barons had built during the peninsula wars. It was a mixture the house at Tatton Park and Capsthorne House.

I got to the big front door, but something told me to head to the right side of building. I continued along the path the house on my left. 

As I passed the windows I felt I was being watched, tracked or even studied. I tried a sly glance, but saw nothing.

I found the side entrance it was a small Green door