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.
OH I LOVE that picture :) Reminds me of this book cover from my youth http://garysthirdpotteryblog.blogspot.com/2014/11/no-we-didnt-get-6-feet-snow-here.html
ReplyDeleteI say old bean, jolly good what?
ReplyDeleteSorry...I can't stop by....I'm due for tea!
ReplyDeleteWhat the hamster happened to my picture? Oh. Well yes, some skulduggery, certainly. I admit I had not attributed it, but somehow it turned into an odd symbol. there may be another reason, but I'm guessing someone thought it was a copyright violation. Well, listen, numbnut, when you release a picture into the ocean of the internet, it'll probably be copied.
ReplyDeleteGet used to it, the future is now.
If you'd contacted me via a comment I would have voluntarily removed it, as it is, I've no idea how, why, or whether you had a gripe with me. I'm tempted to repost it to see what happens, but really? No, I can't be bothered.