Disabled - by HIS OWN GOOGLEPLEX - OF DOCTORS......!!!!(#£####????

Head and body size comically equal in earliest
portrait photos, HUGE head - made acceptable by a
lovely baby’s smile. I was exactly three months
old, on 30 th June, 1957; when I was baptized at
DURSLEY Tabernacle in Gloucestershire. Yes, JK
Rowling!
MUM (1 st July 1931 – 26 th August 2007) – died from
her star sign of cancer, or so the lies went. No,
involuntary euthanasia is MURDER, especially by
SIMPLY JEALOUS CUNNINGSTUNT DOCTOR-ER’s
on the bleak TENTH floor of hideously clinical and
cold Godhelpusall ‘University College Hospital,
London’…
With equally EVIL MACMILLAN CANCER NURSES as
their INSTRUMENT IN INJECTING MUM WITH A vast
SYRINGE OF UNDILUTED POISON…
Before shooing the grieving, confused family, mostly
from a vigil apart from me, recovering from hospital
yet again myself; out of her death bed room –
actually murder scene!
So more weird numerology, JK Rowling, by Planny
Plotter here – or is it REALLY just as comical ‘Life of
Simon’???
Or is it as ALL numerology, my and my family’s weird
story? For on the EVE of her 26 th BIRTHDAY ON 1 st
July 1957, PRECISELY 26 weeks from the start AND
the end of the year Mum and the family had me
baptized…
As her soon to become eldest son after first my
brother Jeremy arrived to utterly torment me from
day #1 (16 th January 1959 – as carefully ‘family
planned by Mum’ as a top ward manager, since my
birth specializing in birth control for the entire
Welwyn-Hatfield area – specializing in HELPING ALL
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