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, 5 June 2010

Gromit Saves The Day

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I don't do football, not at all. Even when the football is the world cup. Yes, I know you Americans call it "soccer"... (which...
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Thursday, 27 May 2010

A Few Survivors

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These are amongst the few that didn't need the disastrous refiring.
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Tuesday, 25 May 2010

A Nasty Outcome

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  This was the best shelfload in the refired kiln. I refuse to show the nasty stuff that was below it. I lined them all up, grouped in sic...
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Sunday, 23 May 2010

Firing Follies.

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Well, I finally got around to a glaze firing. As they say, "every picture tells a story" , this one only tells part of one. Th...
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Friday, 21 May 2010

Donor Sperm

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It is my impression that this service is widely available. Free. Just ask the nearest man.
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Monday, 3 May 2010

I Was Mixing...

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...A whole stack of doll's-house sized glaze batches today. Now the last time I tried mixing one of these 1Kg, 2.2lb bags of glaze po...
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Sunday, 2 May 2010

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Lawn Mowing Time...

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I love this and want it so much it hurts. I want the leaf-blower option too, and a snowplough blade and the helicopter blades and and and....
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