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Saturday 21 December 2019

Patrick McCreesh and his kind

S C U M  ?

Shut the fuck up McCreesh and pay.

Stop trying to raise money from other saps and pay,
for the whiff of a Ponzi scheme is now strong.

Use your own money or get a loan 
or ask that scammer friend of yours (Phillip Nunn)
or get your parasitic Surge friends to help you, 
but grow a pair and pay.

When your life starts going wrong, 
as it will, 
think of us fools awaiting our payments.

N.B. Scammers Phillip Nunn and Patrick McCleash masterminded the £80m Blackmore Bond and Blackmore Global Fund pensions and investments scams.

The not so honourable Phillip Nunn


UPDATE: Feb 1st 2020 - He/they didn't pay again (for the 3rd time) - where are you FSA, you toothless bunch of 'slickers.

UPDATE: Feb 19th 2020 - He is a busy boy

On 2019-12-20 17:01, Blackmore Support wrote:


Dear Bondholder

I wanted to take this opportunity to update you on the good progress we are making with our projects (please see attached report).

We are starting to see the rewards of all the hard work on our projects and will be paying the outstanding interest as soon as possible.

We are hopeful that we remain on track to pay the January interest on the due date.

We are continuing to develop our online client portal area, and, as a part of this development, we are also creating a phone app to allow for easier access to your account. This is planned for release in the first quarter of 2020.

Once again please accept my sincere apologies for any inconvenience or distress the late payment of your interest may have caused you, but allow me to re-iterate once again that our model remains strong and we look forward to a more positive 2020 now that the political uncertainty has eased, with all the forecasts for the property market looking to improve significantly after the recent election.

Please note that our offices will be closed from 20 December to 3rd January.

Best wishes

Patrick McCreesh
CEO Blackmore Bonds

UPDATES FOR THOSE THAT CARE ANYMORE:




UPDATE: Oct 30th 2020 - Still no (nor ever will be) returned money. I have received plenty of pages of waffle from the appointed receivers yet none from the Financial Services Authority (FSA) and the penny has dropped for me because of the Blackmore fiasco. 

RECEIVERS ARE CALLED RECEIVERS BECAUSE THEY RECEIVE ANY RESIDUAL VALUE IN A COMPANY; THEY HOLLOW OUT COMPANIES BY FINANCIAL FILIBUSTERING THAT ONLY CONCLUDES WITH THE CESSATION OF THE FLOW OF RESIDUAL FUNDS TO THEMSELVES. THEIR JOB IS THAT OF A VULTURE: TO ASSET-STRIP THE WARM  BODY OF A COMPANY AND HAND BACK WORTHLESS DRY BONES OF DASHED HOPE TO THE INVESTORS. GOOD JOB EH?

UPDATE: Sep 6th 2022 -  BBC Panorama TV report




Wednesday 23 October 2019

MISS ME A LITTLE BUT LET ME GO*


I have come to the end of my journey
and the sun has set for me,
but I want no rites in a gloom filled room;
why cry for my soul set free?
Miss me a little please
but not for long with heads bowed,
remember my love or friendship
and smile when I’m not around.
Take care of yourselves my friends,
may your care of others abound;
take time to reflect upon the Earth
and what you leave to be found.

* This poem was inspired by the original by Christina Georgina Rossetti


Christina Georgina Rossetti


When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me - but let me go

For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And Bury your sorrows in doing Good deeds
Miss me but let me go.

Wed 12th Aug 2020: I came across more to the original poem ...

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following paths God made for me.
I took his hand, I heard him call
Then turned, and bid farewell to all.

I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to sing, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found my peace at close of day.

And if my parting left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these thing I too will miss.

Be not burned deep with sorrow
My life's been full I've savoured much.
Good friends, good times
A loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wants me now - He set me free.


PERSONAL COMMENT

Wow, I can see why the shortened version of this poem is commonly cited, for the first 4 verses distil the whole poem into a desire to be remembered, expressed with humility.

The "extra" verses give rise to the thought that more is somehow less: too much pathos in this remembrance "cake" and too much indulgence by the poet who appears (to me) to have stopped talking to her friends and set about "bigging herself up" with grandiose words, such as

I'm following paths God made for me
Tasks left undone must stay that way
And if my parting left a void
Be not burned deep by sorrow
God wants ME !

Friday 15 February 2019

BREXIT FLAG

BREXIT  Brexit  Brexit GREXIT Grexit Grexit BREXIT NEWS 

I have tweaked an old nationalistic poem of mine to comment about the UK's impending departure from the EU (European Union), formerly the EC (European Community), the EEC (European Economic Community) and the ECM (European Common Market); each possibly unintended steps toward a "Euroland" stabilised by the mighty financial muscles in Berlin.

The UK will eventually leave the EU without a meaningful deal (for any jurisdiction) and "pain" will be felt by many (though stresses and strains are more likely), before a new paradigm evolves, probably as a result of multinational traders dictating terms to a  political oligarchy that will oversee a "Euro" oligopoly. 

There will be some anger and pettiness and (French) pedantic behaviours (as seems usual), but life will go on, though the departure of the UK may be a catalyst of further change, with EU countries reviewing what they want from their membership (fee); especially Eire who may decide to follow the UK when told to construct a border regime because the UK never will (it did!), thereby compromising their 90% export trade with the UK. Belgium may also wish to review their percentage of UK bound exports.

Anyway, enough of me rattling on. 

Good luck Europe and for the good of Germany, do not implode!

UPDATE (26th April 2021) - Well! The UK seems to be doing OK without the protective arms of the EU trying to crush us with their political polemic and though there are still outstanding contractual contributions to our old "club" (until 2060?) our world has not fallen in; food still arrives, medicines are not scarce (nor Covid-19 vaccinations!) and the anti-brexit naysayers have finally shut-up. There are niggles of course, with more to come probably, but I think the EU apparatchiks (for the EU is seemingly being run as a communistic centralised control exercise) are getting our message at last: We bear you no ill-will but we have to go our own way now. 

UPDATE (11th Jun 2021) - Just a thought because President Biden is warning Boris Johnson about not upsetting Northern Irish people anymore with regard to the infamous "Brexit Border Problem", but a newly elected NI party leader has told him (Biden) to keep his nose out of their issues and to clear off! 

How did the UK let themselves be railroaded into this poorly conceived  "agreement"? (The same one Boris ousted the then UK Prime Minister Teresa May over.)

Prior to Brexit, why didn't we ask the EU how it protects its far-flung borders from illegal or "tariff" imports AND THEN ASK THEM HOW THEY PROPOSED TO PROTECT THEIR NEWLY ACQUIRED FAR-FLUNG BORDER WITH NORTHER IRELAND?

My point is, why are we the UK having to do the work the EU should be doing. THEY (the EU) should be telling their member (Eire) to monitor their (the EUs) border. Not us in the UK;  it should never be a problem for mainland UK to trade with ANY of its member states and the EU should be doing their job from their side of the "Irish Border" .

BREXIT FLAG


I saw our flag
flapping and stuttering against its pole.
I saw our flag straining,
writhing and contorting
in a wind of change.

I saw the pole unbending.
Dogmatic in its stance,
leashing and lashing the flag
that gently stroked with fraying edges
its master's stand.

I saw our flag,
with a forced embrace,
envelop the greasy pole
and then, as if to retain dignity,
I saw it fall.

That flag caressed my soul,
but I saw a truth profound
as I picked it from the ground;
for there was a hole through which all could pass,
to corrode us from inside.

Our flag had lost its heart,
but we have found our heart.
At the foot of our Brexit pole.
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