I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes.
I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over.
I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong.
And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions.
I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely.
It's what we do.
Saturday, 9 May 2009
Seamus (My old Hound) -Pink Floyd
I was in the kitchen, Seamus, that's the dog's outside. Well, I was in the kitchen, Seamus, my old hound's outside. Well, the sun sinks slowly But my old hound dog sat right down and cried.
From Meddle, 1971.
The HUGE equipment stack which a supergroup needed to go on tour back in 1969