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The birds were in full voice that night

Friday, May 14th, 2010

The birds were in full voice that night, as if it was the first spring.

I drove back through the greenery of the Lincolnshire countryside with the windows of the Jeep wide open.

Coming up to 9pm it was still daylight and the hedgerows were alive with noise.

Breathing in deeply I could smell new growth and it made me glad to be alive.

The reddening sky to the West bode well for the next day and there was hardly any traffic on the road which made for comfortable driving.

As I approached the outskirts of Lincoln a gentle dusk fell over the city and the lights added a pleasant warmth to the scene.

I turned in to the drive and went in to a bottle of Pauillac that I had opened to breathe before setting off on my journey.

innocent leaves

Friday, May 14th, 2010

innocent leaves vulnerable
delicate unaware delicacy
plucked before prime

or

left to harden
grow old venous
ugly shrivelled dry

goddam seagull shit

Friday, May 14th, 2010

goddam seagull shit, gets everywhere.
don’t they teach those birds manners?

kissin’ the red

Friday, May 14th, 2010

kissin’ the red
kissin’ the red
never mind the yellow
kissin’ the red

kissin’ the red
kissin’ the red
never mind the yellow
kissin’ the red

kissin’ the red
kissin’ the red
never mind the yellow
kissin’ the red

kissin’ the red
kissin’ the red
never mind the yellow

bad dad jack the lad

Friday, May 14th, 2010

bad dad jack the lad
shut the fridge door!
shut the fridge door!

bad dad jack the lad
shut the fridge door!

Scouts trample old dears to death in St Georges Day parade

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010

Dramatic headlines I’m sure you will agree and not one you would expect to see in the peaceful environs of the City of Lincoln’s uphill area. This shocking event did indeed take place one Sunday as the massed bands of the District Scout Groups led a column of well drilled St Georges Day marchers around the Cathedral, across the square and into the castle.

One might associate a Boy Scout, and perhaps the occasional Girl Guide or Brownie with someone who runs amok in the woods, lighting campfires and generally getting dirty in the most ill disciplined of fashions. The modern movement however is one that has benefited from decades of progress in training on “how to handle the yoof”.

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the new member of staff

Monday, May 10th, 2010

She breezed in at the beginning of one Autumn Term. We had spent the summer lazing in our back gardens, trying to find some respite from the harsh sun that scorched Lincolnshire’s open plains. The county had a big sky with very little to fill it apart from the Cathedral and that didn’t throw enough shade.

In the summer months the Bishop himself could be found  hugging the walls of this edifice, slowly edging along with  the shadows as the sun moved around. Periodically he would escape to refill his chalice from the font. His vestments were a serious impediment to health during these times. Hot and airless. The mitre clung to his damp forehead and the sweat ran into his eyes stinging and making him blink.

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THIRD LAW OF TINTERNET Part 3

Saturday, May 8th, 2010

click here for Part 2

I’ve been potting some chilli plants. Got the seeds a few weeks ago in Focus Do It All and sowed them in a tray in the conservatory. As if by magic the seedlings started to come through and got to a point where I deemed it appropriate to move them into pots. In all I have 20 or so, some of which I have moved outside and one that I took In to the office. When I am not in my room I jack the aircon temperature up as high as it will go. He he he. Looking forward to plenty of burn later in the year when I get harvesting.

I’m not really a gardener. I live just down the road from Tesco. However it is sometimes nice to do gardening type stuff. Usually it is a rush of blood that gets things into the ground but after that the weeds take control. Pesky things :). I did plant a lot of peas one year and managed to get a couple of portions out of it all. Shame really because (more…)

goodbye, miss dunleavy

Thursday, May 6th, 2010

goodbye, miss dunleavy, goodbye
miss dunleavy, miss dunleavy
rolls off the tongue, rolls off the tongue

goodbye, miss dunleavy, goodbye
those words bring a tear to my eye
you did your bit, for my boy
goodbye, miss dunleavy, goodbye

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No goodbye

Thursday, May 6th, 2010

He turned for one last look at the children and walked away. They carried on playing with their friends, laughing and screaming as kids do, taking no notice of the fact that he was going. Turning a corner he was out of sight and soon he could no longer hear them. He shoved his hands in his pockets and quickened his pace.

early start

Monday, May 3rd, 2010

05.30 am
on the road
little traffic
brain not in gear

mist lies low
on the ground,
primordial swamp

caffeine be good
but I need miles
before the world wakes
and sees me gone

autopilot.

the code

Monday, May 3rd, 2010

TJN2N93L

destiny mediocrity

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

what makes you think you matter or make a difference? your footfall makes no imprint. no noise above the sound of deafening mediocrity. no matter how big your shoes you are irrelevant. forget it, as you are already forgotten.

Rainfall measurement techniques #1

Saturday, May 1st, 2010
  1. hold spectacles horizontally at arm’s length, front of lenses pointing upwards
  2. remember where the door is (this bit is to a large extent dependent on your prescription strength)
  3. open door and quickly thrust arm out as far as you can reach – note no upward sweeping movements of arm
  4. have independent timekeeper count to five seconds – recommend the one thousand and one, one thousand and two etc method
  5. outstretched arm must be free of all interference – ensure no collateral precipitation occurs from guttering, pub sign above door etc. artificial drips play havoc with the measurements and lessen the accuracy of  results.  if (more…)

Numbers Game

Monday, April 19th, 2010
quarter

quarter

half

half

 

threequarters

threequarters