The Final Straw

very related to screwed not once but twice


19592_950860048272154_4818401417558252622_nHow have you used this phrase ‘that was the FINAL straw’, I have and I can remember several times in my life when I used them on what are now insignificant others. There comes a time when just one insignificant event tips the balance of our emotions and that final straw that broke the camels back comes into play. In my case I involved my two ex wives and even though I’m not totally sure why, I think I’ll share what were very private experiences. The first “Final Straw” took hold with my wife of 30 years, we met in Hull England I was 23 she was 40, she had 6 kids and now I can see what she wanted help bring up her kids. OK no problem and I’m not saying I’m 100% correct but that’s what it appears to be, looking back, and as she will no longer talk to…

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The MOST important story never told

After agreeing to a civilized divorce my now ex wife took everything and then married husband No 5 (good luck Danny Cochran) may god protect.This is my ex (who isn’t “god fearing”) s200_melody.gillespie_chalkleyOK we all know she was abused as a child (very sad) but having spoken to professionals they say that’s no excuse for what she did.


She persuaded me to sign a “post marital agreement” 2 weeks later she constructs a showdown and insists I leave what is legally now her home. I was thrown into confusion and ended up living in Main St Dallas (near the grassy knowl).

Talking of which Melody Gillespie as she now calls herself was surrounded by criminals. A guy who attacked me Mike Trapp was living with her before the ink was even dry on the divorce papers. Having recently been released for prison after 25 years for armed bank robbery (extended ‘ços he escaped) he was also found carrying POT which was for her according to her (although I’m not sure whatever she says is true.

I can tell all but that would get her jailed along with some of her chums. SO WAKE UP MELODY. Do the right thing, legally you ain’t gotta leg to stand on.






Becoming a Buddha Part 3

Well what a couple of days. It all started on Thursday 4th May 2017. I decided to take Lidia’s advice (my Nemesis) and stay in Malta before getting my flight to the UK and get a taxi to the airport. Let’s face it I’m going to be away for around a month so to park in the airport would cost around €600. The last time I flew from Malta I was away 10 days and it cost more for the car park than the flight!!

So the journey started with me arranging for Maria to take care of Peace while I’m away. She was happy to agree and has already been well rewarded. I get to the ferry terminal and get a message from Charlotte my German friend “John when can you take the rest of the barbecue away?” I’d part dismantled the very big and heavy barbecue in her house and moved the lighter part to the roof garden that I’m making on the roof of my house. The base needs at least 2 men to move. Sorry Charlotte on my way to the UK. Her reply 😦 (Now I feel guilty). But I find the hotel very easily with my phone’s satellite navigation system. Checking in and parking my car outside was OK so I decide to go and have an early dinner a delicious pizza just 20-30 paces from the hotel. I go for a swim and then try to get some sleep. No chance! So perhaps I should do some work on the phone, I go downstairs to find an outlet as the charger won’t work in my room. Sitting outside the Chinese massage parlor in the hotel foyer I decide to have a 30 minute aromatherapy session. The Chinese lady says get ready and I’ll come back in. I hear her on the phone shouting at her husband about dinner haha. I joke about it when she comes in. I go back to my room I must get some sleep I nap but I wake around 1-30am and decide to go on my small balcony for a coffee, just as I step into the fresh air Prabhu sends a reply to my previous message, he will arrange for me to be picked up at the airport when I get to Bali. I close the door but it locks behind me. Oh holy crap… I’m stuck on the small balcony in my pajamas (but I have my phone), I surf the net for the hotel number and call the reception. Help please I’ve locked myself on the balcony! Haha the lady says I’ll come and let you in, she enters my room I can see her through the glass door and opens up. Thank you so much, are you the lady that made the reservation for me, we start talking, I explain I live in Gozo and am going via the UK to Bali to my Guru’s Ashram. Who’s your Guru, Prabhu DarmaYasa, Oh Lidia she say’s?? Do you know Lidia?, yes she says, I explain that Lidia used to be my partner (BUSINESS partner) that is. We talk for quite some time, I give her one of Prabhu’s books, clearly there was a divine guidance to do so.

I decide there’s no way I’m going to get any sleep so start looking at Facebook, I see a post from Velvet my granddaughter in-law in California, I comment she comments back for once (Velvet and I have slightly different political views to put it mildly), then another from Chuthima in Thailand, Velvet’s mother in law, (my daughter in law) this is getting quite complicated I’ll explain later haha. Messages then start coming in from all over the world. It’s amazing how ‘messenger’ helps you keep in touch. I’m writing this on the airplane time for a break the battery is almost drained.

Well it’s now the 10th May and I’m sat in Sarah (my daughter) house in Hull UK. I’m waiting to go to the bank to collect some currency for Bali. I leave tomorrow and will be in Bali about a day later. So I’m traveling from Hull to London Heathrow by train, then Heathrow to Denpasar (Bali) via Singapore and then to the Ashram. Then I expect I will have very little time to go ‘online’ so I will quite probably be ‘absent’ for some time (yes I know Oh good you are saying). This part of my journey to become a Buddha is hopefully going to answer many of the questions I have and maybe heal my body and spirit, who knows I may even find the answer to Nirvana, who knows? Whatever happens I’m sure the story will continue to fascinate maybe not you but certainly me.

Bye for now Love and Peace.




Now on husband #5 god help Danny Cochran he will need it. She refuses to give me back my personal belongings claiming she has either given them away, sold them or they are in storage. I’m not a happy bunny. She is drawing this out like the war of the roses, so lets air just a little of our dirty laundry in public. Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn. (but I want my stuff).

part 1 of the ongoing saga..she started having cosmetic surgery years ago, I told her I preferred the way she was but NO she went ahead, trying to make herself look younger for the next victim. Hey baby beauty is on the inside not he outside. She got me to sign a ‘post marital’agreement not a pre-nup this was done after 10 years of married bliss lmao.

2 weeks later she constructs a showdown and I’m asked to leave what is now her house. The saga continued for months me flying back and forth from the UK to Dallas. Now this is only part 1, part 2 will be written if she doesn’t respond before I turn either to my police authority or my US attorney.




OK it really takes a lot to get me angry these days, but I want to warn everyone about the risk to your domains.
I bought my business domain in 2003 It turned out to be a very successful name for the company I opened, the name came about because I was a British Anglo working in the USA. Also I’d just finished working with a company called Anglo-Dutch so the name was obvious.
However, in July 2017 I am told by Yahoo small business services that I should have received an email asking for me to supply some details. I must have missed this email amongst the many I receive on my 3 email accounts. Maybe they sent it to my email address which they closed?

Now there is an obscure organization called ICANN and they are linked to another WHOIS. Because I failed to respond they have hijacked my domain along with my business causing untold damages. Clearly I can’t continue unless they return my domain.
The payments I have made alone to Yahoo or (Aabaco) as they are sometimes called, are huge and Yahoo in its dithering on what to call themselves, Yahoo Small business Services are not making it any easier.
So I have now spent days trying to get them to return my business domain and do you know what? I won’t give up!
This is a clear case of the big boys walking over the little guys (ME) and it must be stopped. I’m not sure their reasoning on this particular domain (as I own several) maybe they’ve had a good offer for the domain. We shall no doubt find out in due course in the meantime if anyone out there has any advice please let me know.

THEIR CHAIRMAN Dr Stephen Crocker seen here appears to be a reasonable chap and we can’t have our eyes everywhere so maybe when he gets this blog he can sort my problem out with his massive team….