a tree within a tree ?
Thursday, March 10, 2005
trees are family
trees have an insidious way of establishing themselves as objects of affection
after half a lifetime of only wanting to look at girlz & wimmin, you suddenly discover an affection for trees an all
i'll try to take a few tree portraits as spring progresses, and whenever the progress of the cheese juggernaut can be halted in the narrow lanes of kent & sussex
after half a lifetime of only wanting to look at girlz & wimmin, you suddenly discover an affection for trees an all
i'll try to take a few tree portraits as spring progresses, and whenever the progress of the cheese juggernaut can be halted in the narrow lanes of kent & sussex
out of strength comes forth sweetness
my friend laura was right about the lion and the bees
see the blogger anenglishmanscastle for the full story
i still like my false interpretation & will have to redesign the picture accordingly when i have a moment
see the blogger anenglishmanscastle for the full story
i still like my false interpretation & will have to redesign the picture accordingly when i have a moment
Sunday, March 06, 2005
a little gem from an unquotable, sorry unattributable, source ...
Don’t you think you owe it to yourself to give me another orgasm ?
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Monday, February 28, 2005
shaun needs a holiday
so he's flying off to barbados for a week
he's taking his own sardine sandwiches because he doesn't think much of airline food
he's also rather worried about the escalating price of drink in the caribbean so any charitable contributions will be gratefully received
he's taking his own sardine sandwiches because he doesn't think much of airline food
he's also rather worried about the escalating price of drink in the caribbean so any charitable contributions will be gratefully received
some drivers have all the fun
just as i was heading for home at edenbridge there came a call to say that shaun's van was in the ditch near "cheeseworks" which is in a "high" part of kent near goudhurst & so I was sent over to see how things were
the snow was melting & shaun & the van were ok, having only slipped on a soft verge and sunk into the mud, but the monstrous american tow truck was well worth waiting for
the snow was melting & shaun & the van were ok, having only slipped on a soft verge and sunk into the mud, but the monstrous american tow truck was well worth waiting for
Sunday, February 27, 2005
sunday, bleary sunday !
it is my turn to do the dusting but in my mood i prefer re-arranging the titanic's deckchairs & playing with the new camera, hence the pointless bit of domestic scenery above ...
Friday, February 25, 2005
a luvverly day
left the flat at five and cycled on frozen snow that crunched and cracled all the way through the side-streets of putney & wandsworth to nine elms
near croydon around seven there was more snow and it flopped down in big wet looking flakes on a robust looking lady who was crossing the street in four-inch black stilletos
on the south coast the sun shone & i stopped between worthing & brighton to photograph the shoreham lighthouse
i love the curved "pedestal" and the tiny carved apertures that light the stair-well, the cast dolphins-heads, & the weather vane that's big enough to see a mile away, as a seafarer under sail might wish to ... if only someone would gild it !
near croydon around seven there was more snow and it flopped down in big wet looking flakes on a robust looking lady who was crossing the street in four-inch black stilletos
on the south coast the sun shone & i stopped between worthing & brighton to photograph the shoreham lighthouse
i love the curved "pedestal" and the tiny carved apertures that light the stair-well, the cast dolphins-heads, & the weather vane that's big enough to see a mile away, as a seafarer under sail might wish to ... if only someone would gild it !
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
tina schol
today is tina schols birthday
everyone should stand to attention for a minute's silence
... then the drinks are on me !
happy birthday, teen !
everyone should stand to attention for a minute's silence
... then the drinks are on me !
happy birthday, teen !
Monday, February 21, 2005
lisbon is lovely
those little trams are cute & the 28 tram ride was the most exciting thing since the roller coaster at new york, new york on the strip in las vegas
the people are lovely & the food was great, especially that "killer" bread soup with garlic & coriander that etches your tastebuds & makes the wine taste so much sweeter
but our poor feet ached from walking miles on rough cobbles in unusually cold weather
the people are lovely & the food was great, especially that "killer" bread soup with garlic & coriander that etches your tastebuds & makes the wine taste so much sweeter
but our poor feet ached from walking miles on rough cobbles in unusually cold weather
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
whoa, were going to lisboa
flying out on thursday, back in time for a sunday crumpet,
where shall we eat ? any ideas ?
where shall we eat ? any ideas ?
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
post valentine appraisal time
we were drunk, but not terribly
she was reading aloud from the travel section ...
she wanted to tell me how cheap it is to get married in las vegas
maybe next valentine's day ...
she was reading aloud from the travel section ...
she wanted to tell me how cheap it is to get married in las vegas
maybe next valentine's day ...
mystery pillar at chichester
sorry about this picture, it was hand-held at some distance
i was delivering cheese in chichester, as you do, when i spotted it around the back of the signal box to the west of the station
does any one know if it has a history ?
i was delivering cheese in chichester, as you do, when i spotted it around the back of the signal box to the west of the station
does any one know if it has a history ?
Monday, February 14, 2005
the putney debates
i cycle past this church every morning about ten past five
is this the same one where the first real public debate in England about the rights & obligations of people in a modern society took place ?
if you won't tell me, i'll be forced to do some more research ! ... and take a better photograph !
is this the same one where the first real public debate in England about the rights & obligations of people in a modern society took place ?
if you won't tell me, i'll be forced to do some more research ! ... and take a better photograph !
redheads in sevenoaks
they told me there were some gorgeous redheads around sevenoaks
so it seems ... see above !
still, some of my friends prefer dumb cuddly animals
so it seems ... see above !
still, some of my friends prefer dumb cuddly animals
valentine's day
having remembered the day for once, i cycled off from putney towards nine elms, pointing my smug grin into the freezing wind & popping in to my favourite paper shop, not far from the battersea dogs home
an odd-couple of long-since overgrown school kids, hopelessly addicted to laughter, hang out there in the early hours, & he'd forgotten the formalities occasioned by the calendar
from what she was telling him, as i was leaving carrying my guardian & peppermints, this may the last chance anyone might get to see him in public for some considerable time ...
an odd-couple of long-since overgrown school kids, hopelessly addicted to laughter, hang out there in the early hours, & he'd forgotten the formalities occasioned by the calendar
from what she was telling him, as i was leaving carrying my guardian & peppermints, this may the last chance anyone might get to see him in public for some considerable time ...
Sunday, February 13, 2005
prism
i bought this prism twenty years ago in a junk shop in malmesbury
the shop was run by a great character called john kadwell
no-one has explained what the prism was designed for
can you ?
im afraid the background is a little disturbing
the shop was run by a great character called john kadwell
no-one has explained what the prism was designed for
can you ?
im afraid the background is a little disturbing
Saturday, February 12, 2005
the nicest kind of journey
i took a train to wiltshire where my daughter ellen rose cooked a real good lunch & presented me with a fine porcelain bluebird
here they are
here they are
the trumpeter colin berry
... i got on a train & he was practising in the corridor ... honestly !
you'll never hear sweeter notes !
you'll never hear sweeter notes !
Thursday, February 10, 2005
cognitive dissonance or do i mean semiotics ?
the tiny emblem on the tate and lyle treacle tin has more than one way of looking at us
i always imagined it showed a sleeping lion surrounded by buzzing bees after he'd eaten the treacle
however, my lovely spanish friend laura says she thinks it is a dead lion surrounded by buzzing flies
i always imagined it showed a sleeping lion surrounded by buzzing bees after he'd eaten the treacle
having been born under a sweet sign, myself, i wanted to adopt the image as an emblem
however, my lovely spanish friend laura says she thinks it is a dead lion surrounded by buzzing flies
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Dear Linda,
Dear Linda,
Having just cycled home from a very hard day at work, followed by an especially materialistic diversion to Sloane Square, ( the sordid details will follow lower down this page ), nature was taking it’s usual course & I was absolutely bursting, but / &, your letter was laying irresistible & inviting upon the door mat & so I read it with instinctive urgency upon the toilet, thus experiencing two incomparable & simultaneously synergistically energising pleasures; truly, O Wise One, the best things in life are free ! And before you ask;
a) there were 88 words in the first sentence, and
b) I tend to use my right hand for just about everything.
At Sloane Square in Chelsea there stands one of this noble country’s greatest monuments to what Saint Karl Marx called the cult of Commodity Fetishism, the Peter Jones department store.
On Friday afternoon I went there furtively to buy … an Olympus C70-Zoom, I'll put in a picture when I learn how ! ( see above )
Yes, Mother-Superior, absolve me whilst I confess that I have mortally transgressed & have abused my sacred credit card big time ! Now don’t point that pretty finger this way, or even waggle it that way ! The very last straw that drove me to the brink of insanity was when you mentioned a yearning to take some pictures, so it’s mostly if not absolutely all your fault & I can still make an effort to sound almost reasonable when I refute any suggestion that I might have been greedy & / or materialistic; I’m just a silly & suggestible soft touch ! Now, all because of your damned intrusion into my sanity, I’m going to have to spend hours reading the manual because digital cameras are not half so simple as good old fashioned film cameras. Amazingly, you only get a little instruction manual in the box, because the proper one comes on a compact disc, all 190 pages of it, as does the software for downloading & then filing & editing the pictures that you want to put into your computer. I’ll just leave off from writing here for a few moments ( hours ! ) to see if I can master that basic task. Perhaps I’ll go out for a little while & actually take a few pictures ! After all, why else should I want to own a bicycle ? // This morning I woke with a shout from an all too vivid dream. I was walking along a dockside, wearing a grey suit, bare footed, & carrying a pointed shovel, when a gust of wind carried me off, away from land & higher & then higher. Looking down, I realized that the water was too shallow for me to survive a fall, which was when I cried out so loudly for “HELP !” At least I didn’t bang my forehead on the wall this time ! // STOP PRESS ! The Loved One & I have booked a flight & three nights in a four-star hotel in Lisbon, flying out on the 17th February. She is already knee-deep in guidebooks. If you have already been there, do feel free to make suggestions about cheap thrills. I’m going to stop now & catch up on domestic duties.
XXX each from Tristan
Having just cycled home from a very hard day at work, followed by an especially materialistic diversion to Sloane Square, ( the sordid details will follow lower down this page ), nature was taking it’s usual course & I was absolutely bursting, but / &, your letter was laying irresistible & inviting upon the door mat & so I read it with instinctive urgency upon the toilet, thus experiencing two incomparable & simultaneously synergistically energising pleasures; truly, O Wise One, the best things in life are free ! And before you ask;
a) there were 88 words in the first sentence, and
b) I tend to use my right hand for just about everything.
At Sloane Square in Chelsea there stands one of this noble country’s greatest monuments to what Saint Karl Marx called the cult of Commodity Fetishism, the Peter Jones department store.
On Friday afternoon I went there furtively to buy … an Olympus C70-Zoom, I'll put in a picture when I learn how ! ( see above )
Yes, Mother-Superior, absolve me whilst I confess that I have mortally transgressed & have abused my sacred credit card big time ! Now don’t point that pretty finger this way, or even waggle it that way ! The very last straw that drove me to the brink of insanity was when you mentioned a yearning to take some pictures, so it’s mostly if not absolutely all your fault & I can still make an effort to sound almost reasonable when I refute any suggestion that I might have been greedy & / or materialistic; I’m just a silly & suggestible soft touch ! Now, all because of your damned intrusion into my sanity, I’m going to have to spend hours reading the manual because digital cameras are not half so simple as good old fashioned film cameras. Amazingly, you only get a little instruction manual in the box, because the proper one comes on a compact disc, all 190 pages of it, as does the software for downloading & then filing & editing the pictures that you want to put into your computer. I’ll just leave off from writing here for a few moments ( hours ! ) to see if I can master that basic task. Perhaps I’ll go out for a little while & actually take a few pictures ! After all, why else should I want to own a bicycle ? // This morning I woke with a shout from an all too vivid dream. I was walking along a dockside, wearing a grey suit, bare footed, & carrying a pointed shovel, when a gust of wind carried me off, away from land & higher & then higher. Looking down, I realized that the water was too shallow for me to survive a fall, which was when I cried out so loudly for “HELP !” At least I didn’t bang my forehead on the wall this time ! // STOP PRESS ! The Loved One & I have booked a flight & three nights in a four-star hotel in Lisbon, flying out on the 17th February. She is already knee-deep in guidebooks. If you have already been there, do feel free to make suggestions about cheap thrills. I’m going to stop now & catch up on domestic duties.
XXX each from Tristan
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