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, 2 June 2013

Art Galleries, and A Love of Mermaids.

›
Not to mention Sirens, Silkies, and their maritime ilk. Waterborne beauties. I've posted some of the pictures I love on this blog bef...
14 comments:
Saturday, 1 June 2013

A Grand Day Out

›
The title, of course, was the title of the first Wallace and Gromit movie, in which they built a rocket to go to the moon and harvest cheese...
1 comment:
Monday, 13 May 2013

Old Cars, and Texas Junk

›
Cruising around San Antonio, I spotted this black beauty lurking in a backyard. And down a quiet street by the railroad tracks... Si...
7 comments:
Friday, 3 May 2013

So, When You're Not Demolishing Things, What Do You Do?

›
    This is what those wooden stairs were resting on. Moth-eaten steels.   Here we have an old industrial building. Pretty ...
9 comments:
‹
›
Home
View web version

About Me

soubriquet
I am.
View my complete profile
Powered by Blogger.