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.

Thursday, 26 December 2013

For The Pirate, and GZ.

Not quite..

Closer

Nearly

And not fifty....

I'll leave her to explain in the comments........

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4 comments:

gz27 December 2013 at 05:33
We LOVE the red one... That would fit in well for a potter and a bike-reparer .(.it would also fit inside the asbestos Nissan hut we've been offered :/ .)
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Adullamite27 December 2013 at 16:10
You are being forced to live in a hut in the garden......?
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Lee28 December 2013 at 21:30
Talk about being in the doghouse!! Already???
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soubriquet29 January 2014 at 19:46
("Fifty Sheds of Grey")
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