Tuesday, 7 December 2010

She said "No you cannot see, Oh no you cannot see- my naked body."



This song, this song in particular, reminds me of summer evenings, sitting on the porch of the little yellow house, watching the sun setting, with a plate of food, a bottle of beer, a couple of good friends, all of us lazing, dreaming, and Leonard Cohen  singing in the candle-lit house behind us.

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

An Observation on Earthmovers

Earthmovers, bulldozers, diggers, they're often referred to in a somewhat negative way, earth-rippers, despoilers of the planet.
But on my way home from work today, a different side of the heavy plant story occurred to me, when I saw this...


 And this...


Yes, when the men in hard-hats and steel-toed boots leave the site, the  laughter and swearing's fading, engines are hushed, it's then, and only then, that you'll see the protective, nurturing instincts of a mother excavator.