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.

Monday, 29 November 2010

" Because it's Cold " is No Excuse...

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In this case, the job had been planned for a while. New heating/air-con for the office, and because the contractors were pushed for time, or...
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Sunday, 28 November 2010

Brrr!

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Temperature 17 miles east, last night, -12 deg C, 10.4degF Temperature last night at Llysdinam, Wales (170miles), 0 deg F, -17.8 deg C. ...
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Saturday, 27 November 2010

Freddy the Rat Perishes Revisited

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Why? I'm reposting this from  2007 , because all of a sudden there's a cluster of hits via google and the question in the google sea...
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Tuesday, 23 November 2010

Tonight's Scene From my Window

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Four hours ago there was a screech of tyres followed by an almighty bang. A car was smashed up at the road junction a few houses away. Ther...
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Sunday, 21 November 2010

It'll Soon Be Time..

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...for Santa to start thawing them for another festive season.

Why the Long Face?

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A Few Thoughts on Thanksgiving.

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Here in Britain we have no such holiday, so this post refers to the American Thanksgiving. Does it ever occur to you that Thanksgiving in ...
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Thursday, 18 November 2010

The University Museum Escape Committee

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From the front room of The Eagle and Child, St Giles, Oxford. The Eagle and Child is commonly referred to as the "Bird and Babe"...
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