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.

Saturday, 6 July 2013

Another Grand Day Out

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It being saturday, and I having done nothing whatsoever of note last saturday, indeed all of last weekend, I decided to be less of a sl...
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Friday, 5 July 2013

Oh Say Can You See?

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I can hear the laughter of King George !!!
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Monday, 1 July 2013

I Fell Off My Bike!

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Well, yes, I did, many a time, back in the days when I had a bike. My most recent one? I gave it away a while back in readiness for my tr...
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Sunday, 23 June 2013

A Song, in Welsh

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Regular readers might know that my mother was welsh, she was, as she said, "a little welsh dragon",  for the red dragon is the sym...
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Saturday, 22 June 2013

Demons

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We all have them at some time in our lives. I sent the Red Dirt Girl a pic of a bumper sticker I saw.. It read "Sometimes I Wrest...
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Friday, 21 June 2013

Summer Solstice

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I was NOT up before the sun, today, nor was I dancing around any circles of stones. But I did stop off this evening, and sit awhile, w...
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The Very Best News!

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Yesterday morning, I was on the phone to my beloved, also known as the Red Dirt Girl, who I met through leaving a comment on a blogpost, who...
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Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Can Gadgets Supplant Paper?

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