Adult Stories And Tabloid Tales

The proven facts from this Blog appear in part 2 of my autobiography ADULT STORIES AND PUNK ROCK TALES as does info from Till Death Us Do Part, The Punk Poet, The Gangster Of Slang and Who Said I Killed Him? Me...

Cockney Rebel Punk Poet

Personality Profile

I`m lsting all my favourite things...Television...Music...People...Bands...Films...so when my children see or hear them they will always think of me...

Television:
Minder
Only Fools And Horses (with Uncle Albert)
The Office
The Inbetweeners
Only Fools And Horses (with Grandad)
Ever Decreasing Circles
The Simpsons
Knowing Me Knowing You Alan Partridge
I`m Alan Partridge
Have I Got News For You
Fawlty Towers
Extras
Dear John
Never Mind The Buzzcocks
Gavin and Stacey
Blackadder Goes Forth
Citizen Smith
Would I Lie To You
Mock The Week
Men Behaving Badly
Benidorm
Celebrity Juice
George and Mildred
Drop The Dead Donkey
Not Going Out
The Likely Lads
My TV "guilty pleasure" is Coronation Street - the boys take the piss - but I`ve loved it since my days as a Television reviewer...cant stand Eastenders...which is nothing like the real East End...and is to Cockney culture what Simon Cowell is to hetrosexualality...but Corrie is very entertaining and makes me laugh...if you notice all my favourite TV shows are either situation comedy or funny Quiz shows...that is because humour is the best human emotion.

Funnymen:
Ricky Gervais
Frankie Boyle
Jimmy Carr
Micky Flannagan
Frank Skinner
Lee Mack
Julian Clary
Paul Merton

TV Presenters/Chat Show Hosts
Jonathan Ross
Ant and Dec
Graham Norton

Life or Death (on my terms)

Sunday March 24th.

Today I write for the last time and tomorrow I die...well that`s what I`m hearing from the `voices in my head` and reading in the book `Having Heart Surgery` - given to me by a well-meaning nurse at Basildon Hospital.

I wish she hadnt.

Page 16 of the British Heart Foundation publication states: "Before you have your operation the following people will visit you in the ward...the heart surgeon...the anaesthetist..a physiotherapist and someone from the cardiac rehabiliation team".

I feel sick and cant finish my marmite on toast.

It continues:
"About an hour or two before your operation is due to begin, you will be given a `pre-med`...this will help to relax you and make you feel sleepy before you have the general anaesthetic"

THIS IS THE FIRST INDICATION that you will have `no control` over your mind/body your life will be `in the hands of others`...and I cant handle that.

It adds: "When the theatre staff are ready for you...a porter and nurse will take you to the theatre suite...I prefer to call it `the death chamber`.
You will receive an injection of an anaesthetic medicine, so that you will stay asleep for the whole of the operation"

IN OTHER WORDS YOU WILL BE `SORT OF DEAD`...I really cant go along with this - what as I fear...something goes wrong and I dont wake-up?

It would be `great news` for my ex-wife and once news of my demise reached 22 Bridge Road Shotgate there would be much laughter...loud cheers and all-night celebrations.

SAM and ADAM are aware of this and both say "She`ll be over the moon and straight on the phone to her f*****g parents - then she`ll start sending us text messages and more letters - `badmouthing` you and trying to `get us back` - but we`ll tell her to `fuck off` ".

Adding "Dad dont have the op - if it goes wrong - you`ll be giving her what she wants"

IF THEY DONT PUT ME OFF...the words on Page 20 certainly do;

"The surgeon needs to be able to get to your heart which is in the centre of the chest...this means cutting your breastbone.
Your heart will need to be STOPPED and the blood will be diverted from your heart to a heart-ling machine"

THAT SOUNDS LIKE BEING DEAD TO ME!

"Once the heart has been STOPPED, the surgeon will use ateries from your chest wall or arm, or veins from your leg, to bypass the blockages in your coronary arteries"

I JUST CANT SEE MYSELF TURNING UP LIKE a `lamb to the slaughter` at Basildon Hospital. I can picture myself turning up at 1pm - pacing up and down - waiting to be admitted for 2pm - but I cant see myself slipping on me PJ`s and signing a consent form.

It would be like a turkey voting for Christmas.

IF YOU SURVIVE - though the book isnt that blunt - its not a actual quote - rather it says: "Once the surgeon has finished they will START your heart beating again"...thus confirming you have in fact been DEAD..."various tubes and wires will be connected to your body...and you will be transferred to the intensive care unit"

IT GETS WORSE;
"You will be kept asleep and connected to a ventilator...you will breath through a tube which passes through your mouth into your lungs...when you properly awake you will have an oxygen mask...you will be connected to various wires and tubes"

ONE of the tubes will be in my neck - and there is no way I can cope with that - I have a lifelong `fear` of not liking my throat being touched in anyway.

I CANT READ ANYMORE - I genunely feel `sick, scared, stressed` - to be honest I would rather `take my chances`...and see what happens...it would also mean I would still be in control of my mind, body and soul.

The truth is that tomorrow...there is no way I can see myself going along with this triple heart bypass operation...or more importantly having to...and there is `hope on the horizon`...as at this moment in time...I have the `sniffles`...`sore throat`...and to undergo major surgery you must be 100% free of `infection and colds`.

And I owe this fact to DAVID BOWIE...I got soaked...snowed on and frozen stiff yesterday after my visit to the Bowie V and A exhibition. (which was BRILLIANT)

I think I will turn up at Basildon Hospital with my bag...moccasin slippers. PJ`s and new dressing gown...but I`m pretty sure - they will take one look - and send me home - that is what I`m hoping.

As I write I do have `chest pains` - but I think thats stress and down to reading that Heart Foundation Book - in a hour I`m planning to take a long walk in the snow - without my Crombie or Sheepskin - just to make sure my cold gets `worse`.

I am like a Essex version of Lindsay Lohan - I can always pull something `out of the bag` - and this time its the `common cold`.

There are many reasons I want to avoid the operationn - fear, cowardness (I admit) - but there are also other reasons.

In the past ten days - despite my `illness` I have been encouraged to `fight on` with my Campaign For Justice.
My batteries have been recharged.

Thanx to the 3517 documents I obtained from Essex County Council and the information contained all the allegations I made in December 2012 and January 2013 are now being investigated.

The new Head of ECC after intervention from my MP John Baron - has ordered a Independent Inquiry into my case (2005/2012).
All documentation relating to the investigation has been seen by my MP and signed by SAM, ADAM and myself.
We have confirmation of who will be leading inquiry - a person with NO connection to ECC - a leeter was received by us this week.

As was in writing - confirmation from The Bar Standards - The OJC and IPCC - that information obtained from the 3517 documents does give us strong enough `grounds` for the bent barrister, corrupt cops and the biased judge to be investigated.

NOW YOU KNOW why I cant risk going onto the operating table - FEAR is the main reason - but there are also other genuine reasons.

I also have the upcoming Court cases - Sam`a appeal - round one of Adam`s - my case against ECC/Social Services...all funded by the state because of my medical condition.

And let`s NOT forget my other Hearing at Basildon Court in May - my local Court - my local paper - my evidence - my `dream come true`.

I had lost heart (no pun intended) when I saw the impact of that Mothers Day picture. I honestly thought my work was done and although I`ve kept my promise to never again write about the porn movies, bedroom secrets and affairs of my ex-wife...I gave my `word` it`s a promise I wont break.

I can NOT risk losing the chance of stating on `home turf` - knowing it will be reported in the local paper...that my ex-wife ADMITTED on oath at in 2005 Southend County Court to starring in porn movies.

I have submitted the evidence to the Court - and will give copies to who-ever requires them. I can not risk the opportunity of stating on oath that my ex-wife willingly gave pornographic pictures of herself to Basildon Police - and then lied that I was connected to them.

She also falsely claimed that the porno clips of her on the Internet were also linked to me...as I will state in Court...I have legal letters that confirm "Mr Johnson was NOT involved in anyway with the pornographic pictures of Julie Johnson that she handed to the Police...and was NOT responsible for any of her porn clips that appear on the Internet"

I HAVE LIVED with that slur against my character for many years - and I can not risk my chance of `clearing my name`.

I told the Police I was "innocent" and suggested that her boyfriend Richard Grimson or others could of taken the pictures or posted film clips on the Internet - and I will repeat every word both on oath and in open Court.

Also the surgeon told me that If I have the operation on 26th March - that he cant promise I`ll be fit enough to appear in Court on May 1st...so again that is something else I have to consider.

Apart from fear of the op...and my life-long `FEAR` of hospitals...there is also my ego and character to consider.
I dont want to go out with a `whimper`...with `work` still to be done...as I said after Mothers Day - I have nothing else to say...or need to write about my ex-wife...as that picture "said it all" to my sons...but I still have to `right the wrongs` of ECC - Essex Social Services and Peter Brown.

I fought long and hard to obtain those 3517 documents - and it would be a `crime` if I didnt use them to get JUSTICE for my 3 children.

I want to go out with a BANG - I want to be both a Martyr and a cause celeb.

Revenge Is A Negative Energy

This is the final chapter and also the last time I will ever write about my ex-wife Julie Johnson (aka Julie Taylor Johnson).
From now on I will now only add content to my `teenage times` - the `Punk Years` and wonderful life before October 2004.

My change of heart is not because I`ve "seen the light" or been forced to `let go` - but because I`ve decided to `move on`.

Why?

Well as Rod Stewart sung "Every picture tells a story".

The honest answer - and with no offence to one of my `oldest friends` - please believe me - when I say "it`s nothing personal".

But the pictures I was sent just hours before Mothers Day...and of course one in particular...say more about the `lack of morals` and character of my skanky ex-wife then anything contained in the 3517 documents obtained from ECC...that were also "authentic and in black and white".

The truth is no sons - brought up as good traditional East End boys - would want to see such a vile picture of there mum...even a former mother - in fact - no genuine Cockney kids would approve of...or appreciate such a disgusting image.

So the fact is "my work is done".

Both boys knew she was a slag - call her a slag - had heard all the rumours about her immoral behaviour...the photographs confirmed everything...and a lot more.

So there is no longer any need for me to write about her pub stripping days...porno movies...her affairs with pervert grimson, tibbs, flemming, pj wellings and fat gary.

The fact is that one picture says far more about Julie Johnson the slut...then 3517 documents, a 100 revelations or another 1000 words written by me.

So for that reason I will now concentrate on other periods of my life - I have nothing else to say about my marraige or divorce.

If I die during my triple heart bypass operation - have a fatal `heart attack` - or just `pass away` quitely in my sleep - those pictures...like my books and her porno clips on the Internet will `live on` forever.

Copies of that picture have been forwarded to everyone I know - so in years to come it will still be in the public domain and available to my grandchildren.

Again no `disrespect` to one of my `oldest mates` - its not personal - but certain things are not acceptable in the minds of teenage boys brought up as traditional working class Eastenders...with `certain standards` and `old school values`.
East End boys do not want to see...even a `former mother`...degrading herself...and embarrassing them...by throwing herself at that `sort of person`.

They like me think its disgusting - and God only knows what my Dad would of thought?

I personally loved the picture as it provided a `Golden Bullet` for me to shoot down my enemy...and believe me I have used it - I have `milked it` for all its worth - since Saturday I have `fired` it "again and again" - and every single shot has hit the target.

Now this really is the final word on Julie Johnson - as I want to go out on a high - and that picture as far as my kids are concerned "says it all" - there is nothing more for me to say...except to quote some old hippy song from the 60s which states "a picture can always say more then a 1000 words".

Or as we say in the East End "banged to rights you slag".

The three of us didnt think you could sink much lower then the borderline paedophile and former pimp richard grimson - but that picture proves you are a `gutter slut` with no "self respect" and the morals of a `sewer rat`.

In June 2005 you `walked out` on your family and put a `child-abusing pervert` before your children and a picture published on Mothers Day 2013 CONFIRMED there will NEVER be any form of reunification.

Even when I`m dead and gone - those facts - plus the love, loyalty, respect SAM and ADAM have for me...means you will NEVER be reunited with my boys.

In death SAM and ADAM...as in life...will never betray me...they will always honour my memory.

My Work Is Done

My work is done so at long last I can "let go". I always knew that one day there would be a `Golden Bullet` but never in a million years did I expect to obtain enough ammunition to completely destroy the reputation of my enemy.

My autobiography has always been important - not to promote me - or to list my few triumphs and many failures - neither was it written because of an `obsession` with my ex-wife...it is true I `loved her to bits` and was `devasted` by her affairs - but I wrote my life story to expose a ECC cover-up and to reveal all about a perverted pimp and a former porn star.

I did not write it to get revenge against my ex-wife...it is true she stole my daughter...my house...my money...but if I had a gun with three bullets...immunity from prosecution...in fact a `licence to kill`...I would still not harm my ex-wife.

It is not in my nature to be `disloyal` - she wouldnt even be on the list - as `loyalty` just like `honesty` is part of my DNA.

I would I admit and with a big smile on my face - gladly put a bullet into the heads of richard grimson, sally griffin and ian huntley...I`m sure it would give me `great pleasure` and also make the world a better place...as like adolf hitler and ian brady they are pure scum.

Unfortunately we do not live in a world where good always triumphs over evil...or where society allows you to be judge and executioner...so its God and not me who must decide there fate...but hopefully all three will be struck down with incurrable diseases which result in slow and painful deaths.

If that sounds `harsh` or `cruel` - so be it - as those involved in child abuse deserve no mercy - there is no excuse for hurting innocent children.

At the weekend I was sent various pictures that made me think "Yes, yes, yes" as I knew they would `not amuse` my sons...and boy was I right about that.

The revelations in the 3517 ECC documents I obtained in September 2012 were `nothing` compared with the content of the photographs.

My boys knew she was a "slag" - they call her a "slag" - but these pictures provoked a reaction that money couldnt buy...it was without doubt a magic moment.

In June 2005 - at 3pm in the lounge of 22 Bridge Road - my youngest son caught her `half-naked` and `at it` with pervert richard grimson.

The boys know all about her affairs with grimson, fleming and tibbs...how Garry Bushell spotted her in a pub with pj wellings...and had been told by `friends parents` about various men...including the fat bald gary leaving her house in the early hours.

Over the years both have seen her in cars with different men - and many people reported seeing her kissing and flirting with various men in local pubs and clubs.

So they already knew what she was - but these pictures have captured her in `action` - both have seen things that teenage boys shouldnt see a mum (even a former mother) doing.

The youngest will NEVER forget what he saw in the lounge of 22 Bridge Road - the oldest will NEVER forget what he was told...and they will NEVER forget the content of the photographs.

In a way I felt `sorry` for the boys - as well as being angry - I could tell they were also `embarrassed` - its bad enough seeing your dad dance at a Wedding or family party - but for them to see her flaunting herself and being `touched` - I could see was not a very nice thing.

This is why I have done my best to make sure they have NOT been able to see her porn films or naked pictures on the Internet.

Can you imagine the `hurt` and `embarrassment`? I can which is why I would NEVER reveal the names of the various websites they appear on.

My eldest knows she made porn movies - I didnt tell him - but just after his 18th Birthday he asked to read The Punk Poet.

He was quite `upset` by some of the content - and `worried` about his mates reading it - but because he`s such a `caring person`...he was genuinely more concerned about friends of his younger brother finding out and `teasing` him at school.

But touch wood - although I do know for a fact that friends of both boys do know about her `porn past`...I dont think they have seen any clips on the Internet.

Clips that for-the-record do NOT have anything to do with me - I was investigated by the Police and cleared of all allegations.

She handed pornographic photos of herself to Basildon Police and `lied` that I had posted porno pictures and porno clips of her onto the Internet - of course I hadnt - as if LOL.

Since publishing The Punk Poet - I have been contacted by Emma Murray - a relative of pervert richard grimson - who informed me Julie contacted her on Facebook - the timed and dated email from Emma will soon be scanned and posted.

Also contacted by Nicholas Lightbown - who knew Julie during her pub stripping days - and who owns one of her porno movies - his timed and dated email has already been scanned and posted.

It also led to me being contacted by Ollie Dingwall and being sent this latest evidence...which I must say was dynamite.

The pictures really were `Golden Bullets` - both boys - like most East End boys `hate the police` - and there she is `touching` and being `touched` by the filth.

And of course one of the other pictures is `manna from heaven` - I will let the reader guess which one - but its a picture that the boys will NEVER forgive/forget and will of course go down in Johnson Family history...

Sex Aint Everything (not even with Julie Johnson)

I am I believe...a member of a `rare breed`...that being an older person who doesnt think of the past as a `Golden Age` or "the good old days".

As I get closer to staring death in the face - instead of wrapping myself in nostalga and becoming a `grumpy old man` with dinosaur views...I re-evaluate everything.

I honestly believe that apart from music and football - everything is better today then the past.

Nothing today compares to David Bowie or Georgie Best...but everything else is far superior to things in my day.

My views on marraige have changed - it is not all about sex - even when your wife is `drop dead gorgeous`.

At first I thought it was just `love` added to `lust`...but of course it is not.

The sex kept us together for 15 years - but then when I got `ill` and suffered with `stress` - which meant in the Summer of 2004 that I lost `interest`...what did my wife of 15 years do?

Did she understand?
Was she patient?

The answer is "no" to both questions - she got into the back of a car with Ian Fleming - jumped into bed with Peter Tibbs and started an affair with Richard Grimson.

For 15 years we had both been `happy` in the bedroom department - but on reflection was we really?

I believe whatever she says now - that at the beginning - she `loved me to bits` - and I admit to feeling the same.

But was that enough to keep us together for 15 years?

The truth is between 1989 and 2004 I never `cheated` - I might sound niave - but honestly believe that before June 2004 Julie was also Faithful - I truly believe that.

But the fact is - I admit that being faithful didnt make me a `Modern Day Saint` - I knew from day one that I loved her...fancied her...and was attracted to her.

I also knew that my character/personality got `bored` very easily - not just with partners - sex - but with everything in general.

This is why as early as possible I introduced Julie dressing up into our relationship.

I remember at first she wasnt keen about dressing up as a schoolgirl - she had `no problem` with the black stockings and pretending to be a slut...but at first wasnt keen on being a `sexy schoolgirl`.

She thought it was `perverted` - but I explained "perverts are grown men who like schoolgirls...they aresick scum but normal men like women to dress up in uniforms"

Hence the attraction of the School Dinners restaraunt in Soho - where page 3 girls would dress up as St Trinians schoolgirls/