the sound
April 16th, 2010calf
April 16th, 2010confluence
April 16th, 2010ambidexterity
April 16th, 2010ambidexterity means no cricked neck!
‘D’ Day
April 10th, 2010They’re on the beaches.
We’ll fight them, then.
Nearly 70 years on, in fact.
Welcome to an unseasonably warm IOM.
Dara Ó Briain ticket for Wednesday available for Hannah.
Downside? She has to come with me.
Upside? Transport both ways for Hannah.
cans of lager
April 10th, 2010can of lager
can of lager
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can of lager
can of lager
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Guest Beers at the Victoria April 1st 2010
April 5th, 2010Mauldon’s Cuckoo (4.3%) £3.05
Dixons Colour of Spring (4.2%) £2.95
Butcombe Gold (4.4%) £3.15
Batemans Eggs-B (4.2%) £2.95
Still Life
April 5th, 2010A back garden in Lincoln.
THIRD LAW OF TINTERNET part 2
April 4th, 2010I’m back in my usual seat in the corner of the kitchen. It’s a pew we bought from Anne’s church, St Peter in Eastgate, for £130. I’m told that the going rate at auction is £30 but what the heck. It’s charidee. £130 is what the new flexible seating costs per seat.
The church’s loss is my gain. As seats go it is absolutely rock solid. Bedded in by thousands of bottoms, mostly now dead and buried. There is something poetic about having it in the kitchen with me, a confirmed atheist, sat on it writing. I also eat on it of course. The kids fight to sit on it when we are eating.
The April Rain
April 2nd, 2010The April rain beats down on the roof. It comes in waves, like I’m being gently massaged by expert hands. Not showers but steady persistent wetness. Looking out I am comfortable. My face slumps. I can feel those fingertips caressing my temple. “Relax” the voice says.
The stillness inside contrasts with the constant motion of the hedge outside the window.
Drops convene and race others down the glass. Every one is a winner.
No place to hide
April 2nd, 2010The end of the road is a long long way
and with storm clouds gathering
there is no place to hide,
I think of the friends I have left behind
and wonder what they are doing,
wish they were with me on this long long ride
Photo – Lewis weather by Blues
STOP!
March 31st, 2010STOP in the name of love!
Lollipop by "Blues"
Not An Easy Living
March 29th, 2010
Dilapidated house in Lewis – by “Blues”
It was not an easy living and the kids eventually had to leave home to work over the water. They came back from time to time but then the old man died and there was no longer a reason to make the trip. The building lay empty and locked until one winter a storm ripped slates off the roof. The subsequent decline was rapid and the cottage soon became fit only for sheep and nesting birds. Never again would that hearth see a roaring fire in the grate.
The Highwayman
March 29th, 2010Clippety-clop the hooves rang clear,
The Highwayman came riding,
Brave and with no fear,
Bang hoe werkt bang, the guards had fallen,
He cut the ropes off Bess,
And the Highwayman came riding away,
From the old inn’s distress.
