Threads threw me out!

Posted on August 6, 2026 Posted in UncategorizedTagged AI, algorithms, banned, Blocked, Challenge, free speech, guilty, innocent, Sad, Thoughts, threads1 Comment

Apparently I was fraudulent or trying to get money from people.

If you’ve ever read my blog here I think it’s obvious that I am friendly and try to be helpful. I was doing the same thing on Threads. Maybe I was too nice.

I had found a place I thought I could write useful things, trying to be a good honest person. Clearly that doesn’t fit their algorithm.

There’s no one to talk to or email. No way to challenge this as far as I can see.

As it is I’m proclaimed guilty without any way to explain myself. Evicted by AI apparently. Guilty and no way to prove innocence. Cut off from new friends, ghosted by the machine!

Is this fair? Is it possible to get it overturned? Does anyone else have any experience on this? What about free speech.

It rained

Posted on August 4, 2026 Posted in Uncategorized, MemoriesTagged Centigrade, Clouds, Dark, dry, Garden, hear, Hot, Life, pattering, Rain, sweating, WindowsLeave a comment

Only for ten minutes, but the sky was cloudy, then darkened. I could HEAR it pattering against the windows, and when I went to the back door the noise was sublime. There were even puddles!

This is nothing, we have not had rain for weeks and it has been above 30°C in some parts of the country for over a month.

Now I’ve just finished the washing up and I’m drenched with sweat. It’s still warm and extremely humid. I’m so tired.

Goodnight.

Red

Posted on August 3, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Abstract, Bag, Berries, Blood, brush, Colours, Flowers, Life, Poem, Poetry, Red, shades, Sunset, TonesLeave a comment

Red flower

Red bag

Red brush

Red blood,

Red paint

Shades and tones

Scarlet poppy

Crimson lake

Sunset cerise

Carmine rose

Ruby jewel

Cherry lipstick…

So vibrant

Blushes and berries

Heat is rising,

Bring me Green…

Tree view

Posted on August 2, 2026 Posted in Uncategorized, MemoriesTagged Thought, Memory, View, Window, Tree, court, connected, town hall, trial, witness, holding cell, 30 years3 Comments

I took this photo yesterday looking out of the Fenton Town Hall window. Then I remembered the room used to be a court room, and I had been a witness there in a trial 30 years ago.

I won’t talk about the case, but I can say the person was found guilty.

Other features were holding cells where witnesses were kept until it was time to appear in front of the magistrates. I have to say it was a long and boring wait. I still remember sitting in a green painted room for hours.

Funny how taking a photo of something with no connection with a memory can stir up things from years ago,

Stained glass

Posted on August 1, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Stoke-on trent, Design, Memory, Architecture, Windows, Stained glass, Fenton, town hall1 Comment

Not in a church, but in Fenton Town Hall. In Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire.

History of the hall from Google : Fenton Town Hall is 138 years old. It was built in Albert Square between 1888 and 1889 by local architect Robert Scrivener and financed by pottery magnate William Meath Baker.

I love the fact that municipal buildings can be beautiful and subtle too. Just because they are used for local political work or council business does not mean they have to be brutalist (although more modern buildings can be very ugly). I guess you have to balance cost and utility. But I love beautiful architectural design.

Rain

Posted on July 31, 2026July 31, 2026 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Climate change, critical situation, Drought, dry, England, Hot, Life, Mimsmere, Rain, Wales, wildfires1 Comment

Yesterday it rained for the first time in a month. It didn’t last long. My cat came in a bit damp, so I looked outside and there were droplets of water on leaves.

England and Wales are officially in drought conditions. A major Nature Reserve at Mimsmere was destroyed by fire. Whole parts of it that supported rare species of plants and animals are gone.

But big companies want drilling for oil, digging for coal, while European countries are ablaze and Canada boreal forest is threatened.

Listen to the world, not politicians, bankers and industrialists.

Threads

Posted on July 31, 2026July 31, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged cancelled, deleted, freedom of speech, Parkinsons disease, password, Sad, silenced, threads, Unhappy3 Comments

I’ve just been removed from threads. I don’t understand why. It says I was posting fraudulent messages and posts? It mentioned scamming and gambling, fraud, trying to get money out of people? I’ve Never done that and never would.

It has been somewhere I could chat with people. It’s friendly and as I’m quite disabled with Parkinsons now it’s been a life saver as I don’t get out much.

I tried to post this morning but got this message and it says they have deleted everything for the past several months.

They don’t have a phone or email address to contact, you have to use an AI assistant. For that I need to contact their support page, but guess what I can’t find my password.

Having Parkinsons means I shake very badly. Consequently it’s hard to type and the thought of having to deal with it. Well I just feel like giving up.

It’s linked to Instagram and I’m terrified it will remove me from that…

And META is literally stopping my freedom of speech and I’m not even American or live in America?

Has anyone experienced this and can you help?

The copse on the hill

Posted on July 30, 2026 Posted in Memories, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged biro sketch, Clouds, copse, Drought, Illustration, Life, Poem, Poetry, Rain, sleepy valley, Storm, Trees1 Comment

The copse on the hill.
High Trees
An ancient site.
Clouds scud – fly by
A Storm will blow,
And rouse the world.
Sleepy valleys,
Shaded by darkening clouds, ~
Let it rain, wind blow
Bring relief
From drought.

Talking helps.

Posted on July 30, 2026 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Caring, gratitude, gratitude diaries, Sadness, Support, Talking, Thinking, three things1 Comment

I found a post from a stranger that touched me and made me realise that you can do things to help you with sadness.

I suddenly remembered what I was advised to do when my hubby died a few years ago.

I hope people don’t mind but this is what I wrote to them. It’s copied directly from the post and I hope it makes sense to the person that I have written it to.

“Sorry you feel that way
It’s good that you are expressing it.
Can you talk to someone to help you get through it? I retreated into myself when I felt like this, but then I realised it was better to talk it through. My thoughts are with you. Even writing things down helps. I have written gratitude diaries. You write down three small things to be grateful for every day. Small things, like the traffic light turning green as you get there. Or finding a nice flower, or simply saying hi to a friend. “

Sending hugs to you all.

Pouring

Posted on July 29, 2026 Posted in Fine Art, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Abstract, Acrylic on canvas, Lion, Memories, Pareidolia, Pattern, poured paint, quick abstract1 Comment

Acrylic on canvas, abstract poured blue paint, I filled, then used a toothbrush to add wispy texture. As a matter of interest in this orientation I think it looks like a lions head?