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.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

Padstow May Song

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'Tis May day, and all around Britain folk were a-dancing around the maypole or otherwise doing strange pagan things to greet the sun, to...
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Monday, 26 April 2010

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom....

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I could post the lyrics, but hey, why make it too easy for you. The record: Brimful of Asha, by Cornershop, 1997. Oh. Alright then. ...
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Friday, 23 April 2010

Pocahontas

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I recall the story of Pocahontas, from when I was a child, how she saved the englishman, Captain John Smith from having his brains bashed o...
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Unknown Legend...

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Tuesday, 20 April 2010

A Poem

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Jump Cabling When our cars touched When you lifted the hood of mine To see the intimate workings underneath, When we were bound together ...
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Monday, 19 April 2010

More on Volcanic Ash, From the Experts...

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Go HERE for pdf pamphlets . Damn! I can't get this to format... So it goes in as it is.
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Sunday, 18 April 2010

Ash clouds: Eyjafjallajökull

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Just a few words on ash. Here in Britain all aviation is shut down, as it has been since very early on thursday morning. Why? because of a c...
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Thursday, 8 April 2010

Getting There!

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On Tuesday I took a ride out to get the vital kiln shelves and materials... And a few tools to replace the rusty and worn-out ones, boxwood...
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