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The typo – God Bless Amurica

Sunday, February 10th, 2013

@charlesarthur @nytimes God less Amurica

oops that should have read

@charlesarthur @nytimes God bless Amurica

a simple slip by @tref consigned a whole continent to spiritual oblivion

still life

Sunday, February 3rd, 2013

You need to click on the image to fully appreciate this scene.  Whilst this post is entitled “Still Life” in actual fact it represents a snapshot in time. The beer was quickly consumed whilst the plant remains in all its plastic glory.

The picture was taken at the Tower Hotel in Lincoln during the England v Scotland rugby. Useful historical association 🙂

clarinet woos

Friday, February 1st, 2013

the snare, gently draws me in to the room. double base lumbers. piano dances. creamy voice. mute trumpet. tenor saxophone lightly sings to me. clarinet woos.

Morning sun streams in through the slats

Saturday, January 26th, 2013

It’s snowed overnight but the day is now warming up and the sunlight streaming in through the kitchen window can be quite dazzling. Outside the snow is already starting to melt and we hear loud drips on the conservatory roof as meltwater drops off the sycamore tree above.

The pavements are still dangerous to walk on although not too bad if you walk on the fresh snow to the side. We are entering the dirty period of winter. The ugly brown payback for the beautiful pristine whiteness that we have recently enjoyed.

Two swans flying over a snowy field

Friday, January 25th, 2013

Today I saw two swans flying over a white snow-covered field. I didn’t get a picture as I was on a train and they would in any case have been tiny white dots in the shot. However it isn’t difficult for you to imagine the scene and mentally appreciate the art of it.  A few dark hedgerows and trees criss-cross the vision but mostly it is gleaming white and the magnificent pair of birds are an interesting dynamic – the only moving part of the picture..

why?

Friday, January 25th, 2013

Homeless person says “morning”

I looked down at her as she spoke and said “morning” cheerfully back but didn’t break my stride and carried on past her into Leicester Square underground station. What was her story? It was a very cold morning to be sat on the pavement. Why wasn’t she at home with her family? Was she on drugs? Her lips looked thin and blue.

Man with disfigured face

I sat at a table on the train. It was only after I had taken off my coat and unpacked my laptop that I noticed his face. His left side seemed to have some sort of growth. It wasn’t totally clear what was wrong. Was it something he was born with? Did he have a cancer?

Mixed emotions struck. I wanted to look more but didn’t want him to see me looking. Pity, revulsion, discomfort, embarrassment.  There was nothing wrong with him other than that disfigurement and it seemed to me totally unreasonable that I had those thoughts. I wanted to know the whole story though it was none of my business. I also regretted sitting there but by the time I had sat down it was too late. I was committed.

Man with metal frame on head

He had a metal frame on his head. Curious. I only saw him for seconds and then he walked off out of view. I wonder what his voice sounds like. What’s his favourite food? Is he an Aston Villa football fan? So many things about him I don’t know. All I can say is that he was probably in his late fifties, I would think.

Why?

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Tuesday, January 1st, 2013

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steam and sizzles on a sunday

Tuesday, January 1st, 2013

Inside carwash

Monday, December 31st, 2012

Inside a car in a carwashNo words, just soap suds…

unmade bed

Monday, August 6th, 2012

unmade bed

aspirations

Monday, August 6th, 2012

Pile of red bricks

The down escalator

Saturday, June 30th, 2012

The up escalator

Saturday, June 30th, 2012

Ingrediunts for chickkin caserole

Saturday, June 16th, 2012

Chikkin
Uniuns
Chikkin stok pot
Tind tomatos
Beycun
Mushrumes
Pepur
Potatos
Ingrediunt X
Lotsa lurve

Isle of Man TT week 2011

Sunday, June 19th, 2011