Grit in the Gears

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.

Sunday, 11 December 2011

Aerobatic Snowmen

If you're allergic to Aled Jones singing "Walking in the Air", then don't click play.

I like it.

From Raymond Brigg's "The Snowman"

An Atkinson Grimshaw Sky

Friday night's full moon as I was leaving work.

Taken on a Sony-Ericsson C905 phone camera, on auto. I didn't use any of the fancy settings, it seems to do okay on its own.