goddam seagull shit, gets everywhere.
don’t they teach those birds manners?
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goddam seagull shit
Friday, May 14th, 2010kissin’ the red
Friday, May 14th, 2010kissin’ 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, 2010bad 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, 2010Dramatic 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”.
the new member of staff
Monday, May 10th, 2010She 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.
THIRD LAW OF TINTERNET Part 3
Saturday, May 8th, 2010I’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, 2010goodbye, 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
No goodbye
Thursday, May 6th, 2010He 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, 201005.30 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, 2010TJN2N93L
destiny mediocrity
Saturday, May 1st, 2010what 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- hold spectacles horizontally at arm’s length, front of lenses pointing upwards
- remember where the door is (this bit is to a large extent dependent on your prescription strength)
- open door and quickly thrust arm out as far as you can reach – note no upward sweeping movements of arm
- have independent timekeeper count to five seconds – recommend the one thousand and one, one thousand and two etc method
- 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
the #ashtag rap
Monday, April 19th, 2010When I was in Tesco – looking for Tabasco
I came across a shelf that was empty of goods
I asked them where the sauce was they said they had no more because
The volcanic ash cloud stopped all the planes
sleep
Saturday, April 17th, 2010shoulders slump
eyes shut I can hear birds in the garden
the spring sunshine streams through the conservatory roof
heart beat slows almost to a halt, head nods forward, soon I will no longer be awake…………………………………………………………………………