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.

Friday, 21 December 2012

Ring Out

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Ring Out Solstice Bells, Jethro Tull Ring Out, Solstice Bells Now is the solstice of the year, winter is the glad song that you ...
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Thursday, 20 December 2012

The Last Post

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Well, maybe not. I mean, I've got under two hours until the end of the world, so a lot of people are saying. Not that anybody's...
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Wednesday, 19 December 2012

The Rutles and The Blues

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Wednesday, 12 December 2012

Tappity Tippity Tappity...

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Sunday, 9 December 2012

The Lady of Shalott

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 The Lady of Shalott Alfred Lord Tennyson Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wo...
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Perhaps This is Why ....

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...I became a potter. Back in the 1950s, the BBC had a load of short film-clips they used, titled "Interlude", when for some r...
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Friday, 7 December 2012

I Don't Own Any i-things

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But this phone case, made by BookBook , alas, for i-phones and i-things only, is almost enough to sway me toward the ranks of the ineffably ...
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Remember This Image?

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BoingBoing 's David Pescovitz reminds me that it was forty years ago today that this photograph was taken by Apollo 17's crew, o...
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