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.

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Peter Green: Man of the World

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(Updated edit: if you came by earlier, you might have noticed the first piece of music was missing. Oops. I blame it on posting too long aft...
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From Long Ago

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Curved Air were a prog-rock band of the late sixties/early seventies. Here's lead singer Sonja Kristina singing 'Melinda (More or L...

"Come Back Later, the Ship's Still Asleep"

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The ship in question, back in 1942, was the atlantic liner, SS Normandie, or by then, USS AP-53 Lafayette. When the war started, Norman...
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Saturday, 8 October 2011

Where Next?

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"But it says we have to go into THAT door next... or is it upside down?" The tree which shades our intrepid explorer, i...
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Thursday, 6 October 2011

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A thought crossed my mind. Well, sometimes it happens... Then I discover I'm not the only one to be thinking it. Steve Jobs. There...
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More Photographs of the Castle With the Wyverns

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Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Wyverns!

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At Skipton Castle, Yorkshire.
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Aggilators? In Northern England?

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Now when I was a kid, I was quite sure that scaly crocodilian monsters lurked under the bed and in the dark, waiting to seize the unwary chi...
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