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Archie's movie of life **Life's like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending.** Jim Henson 23/02/2022 Hello Hello you beautiful people! Archie was sitting on his favourite bench overlooking Loch Ness in Scotland, a coffee in his hand contemplating life. His life was flashing before his eyes like a movie. Archie was flicking through the decades one a time. He thought of his first decade, the young Archie exploring all around him. Inquisitive Archie with his thirst for knowledge and his want to know everything and know everything Now! Archie, the lovable rascal was finding his feet in life. He involuntary jumped to his second decade, his teenage years. Of course, who jumps out but none other than Moira. Oh Moira, oh Moira he thought, what happened that made you turn into such a monster so quickly. Why, why, why I will find out why! He smiled thinking of their first kiss, her gorgeous gorgeous hair, her amazing smell.

source https://www.wallpaperflare.com/sunset-cinema-demonstration-film-filmstrip-black-video-wallpaper-gwevo Now Archie really was smiling as he thought of her personal present that she had given to him wholeheartedly after he got his beloved Jaguar Cabriolet XJS with cream upholstery car from his father as a 16th birthday present. Then his thoughts drifted off to university and the unpleasant side of Moira quickly rose back to the surface. Enough of that he scolded himself and before he knew it he was jumping into his twenties. The flings, the children, the marriages, the divorces oh it all happened in his twenties. What a time, what a life, Archie was smiling like the mad Scotsman people know him as. Then the mood got dark again and he was in the jungle, falling, falling from the sky. He jerked his head, suddenly coming back to the reality of the present and he sipped his coffee. He chuckled, oh Nanay Ate you did it again, he laughed. She had turned his coffee into a Highland coffee and added a very generous splash or was it three splashes of one of his most favourite malt whiskies to his coffee. He adored Nanay Ate and Uncle Po, the lovable Filipino couple, they had been the one constant in his life. He was in prison now, contemplating his escape from the Peruvian guerillas, guerillas he thought, what an incorrect name for those despicable terrorists. The mountain guerillas he had got to know in Gabon during one of his rescue missions were intelligent loving animals, we could learn so much from the animals he thought. Live in the Now! he said out loud to nobody in particular. Terrorists, animals, monsters oh flip no, she was there again Moira in and out of his head. No more, I was so over you Moira, but now you are ill, and back I came running. Archie got up and stretched his long muscular legs whilst sipping his now lukewarm coffee, surprised at the kick he got from the whisky. The thirties were done, he still felt a teenager, strong as an ox and as wily as the devil someone had described Archie. He was not about to disagree, this Silver Scot was like a vintage wine that matured with age. In the distance, he could see Davie and the fishing boat, what to do, oh what to do. Unbeknown to many, Archie apart from being a big Laird in Scotland was the technical director of OPACH Ordinary People Against Crimes to Humanity and he was a very very hands-on, ruthless and effective director. His phone rang, tensions were getting unprecedented, the time had come. There was a dictator to be removed and Archie and his team were set to mobilise and take out that target. This movie was not over. Archie was about to write yet another incredible chapter in the movie of his life.

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