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.

Sunday, 15 May 2011

Let's Just Hope the Yellow One Doesn't break Down

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Streamlined 1930s Metalhead Thoughts

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Monday, 9 May 2011

TapTapTap! Hello? Is this thing on?

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Well, I should exploon. "Exploon? Is that a word?" No, it's a tryping error, don't worry about it, I usually attempt to ed...
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Good day. This is my message for you. I am looking for stable relations.

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That, I kid you not, was an email that today bypassed the usually excellent spam filter. I love it. I'm wondering if she'd care to...
Sunday, 8 May 2011

test 2

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Can you see the picture? Testing livewriter for offline post editing (as I have intermittent internet)
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Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Piano Tuna

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Seen today. Nice one, Piano Tuna bloke! Have a free bit of internet publicity, for making  me smile today.  Dolphin friendly, I trust?
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Monday, 25 April 2011

I'm still around

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But...  Sort of camping out at my mother's house, until we get it ready to sell, I've been gardening, mending things, patching plast...
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Saturday, 9 April 2011

Ho Hum!

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Back to a sort of normal on monday. It seems surreal. Early morning phone call, a tenant's premises flooded, fire sprinkler pipe high up...
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