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, 15 May 2008

"He Knew the Rust Would Play Hell With his Knee Joints.... But Damn!- It Was Worth It!"

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I Give Up, Can't settle on a title for this one


Maybe something like:-The German army's motorised office staff on manoevres.
Or:- Careful, Fritz, you almost smiled for a moment..
Or:- The prototype Field Glockenspiel...
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Time For Another Career Change

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A Bad Case of Doing it Wrong

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