although i always carry a black marker pen, it was impossible to decide on what to do with this head ... should i have inked-in the aerosmith bouffant or the run dmc homburg ?
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Crime And Punishment
In last night's ultimate dream sequence I was back in Malmesbury, although you wouldn't have recognized it because it was more like the Appalachians in the nineteen-fifties.
I was trying to scratch a living as a local news photographer and had been told by my editor that the young Michelle Vater ( pictured ) had just got a job in the local police force and was busy arresting every villain in town, most of whom she had been on first name terms with since infancy.
But every time that I dashed to the scene of a crime, I was too late because she'd already subdued and handcuffed them, completed the paperwork, and sent them off to Devizes Prison, pending trial at the Assizes. There was no question of bail, and no possibility of an action photo.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
to the woods !
one of our customers built their posh offices in the woods ... and in case you wondered, there is nothing like laying down among a bank of bluebells ... their perfume is delicate but sensational, and the smell of damp living earth is purely elemental
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Monday, May 05, 2008
All but blind
In childhood we were advised to, “Try to see ourselves as others see us”, but it seems equally useful to try to see others as they see themselves … which somehow reminds me of a little verse by Walter De La Mare …
All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn-Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So blind to someone
I must be.
All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed Mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn-Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So blind to someone
I must be.
i'm as drunk as a lord, but that's all right because i am a lord ...
Advice sent by the old philosopher to a young correspondent who wondered if there might be an alternative to The Ten Commandments ...
Do not feel absolutely certain of anything.
Do not think it worthwhile to produce belief by concealing evidence, for the evidence is sure to come to light.
Never try to discourage thinking, for you are sure to succeed.
When you meet with opposition, even if it is from your family, endeavour to overcome it with argument and not by authority, for a victory dependent upon authority is unreal and illusory.
Have no respect for the authority of others, for there are always contrary authorities to be found.
Do not use power to suppress opinions you think pernicious, for if you do, the opinions will suppress you.
Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.
Find more pleasure in intelligent dissent than in passive agreement, for if you value intelligence as you should, the former implies a deeper agreement than the latter.
Be scrupulously truthful even if the truth is inconvenient, for it is more inconvenient when you try to conceal it.
Do not feel envious of the happiness of those who live in a fool's paradise, for only a fool will think that is happiness.
i told her straight ...
... that if she really loved me ...
... and if there had been an ounce of initiative in her, then in her spare time she could have dug a secret tunnel beneath the thames and up through the primeval clay in to the gilded glory of the chocolates vault at fortnum and mason
Sunday, May 04, 2008
ho ho ho corporate greed in america
corporate money says tasers don't kill
no wonder that youth despises law
http://www.azcentral.com/business/articles/2008/05/02/20080502taser0503.html
no wonder that youth despises law
http://www.azcentral.com/business/articles/2008/05/02/20080502taser0503.html
Saturday, May 03, 2008
water water
a couple of times, briefly, i had the privilege of travelling through the beautiful land where the navajo live
their wonderful art and their philosophy come out of their religion, but for most their path to spirituality and happiness is blocked by the most bruising and insulting form of poverty
america's toxic abuse of democracy and basic human rights in it's own back yard doesn't help
click the link and read on ...
radio, radio
i drive a little german truck with a really clear stereo radio that sometimes lets me hear musical details i'd never noticed in over forty years
but it has an annoying habit of jumping stations whenever a stronger local signal tempts it
on may day morning at six o clock i was just trundling into the dreary industrial estates on the south side of gatwick airport and the first golden sunbeams came flooding across the street to bring up every texture and colour in the few lovely trees
as i swung through a little roundabout, the radio jumped stations again and suddenly the young bob dylan was singing mr tambourine man as if he stood next to me
these things can pick your heart up and hurl it head over heels into the golden past
tears came in to my eyes
but it has an annoying habit of jumping stations whenever a stronger local signal tempts it
on may day morning at six o clock i was just trundling into the dreary industrial estates on the south side of gatwick airport and the first golden sunbeams came flooding across the street to bring up every texture and colour in the few lovely trees
as i swung through a little roundabout, the radio jumped stations again and suddenly the young bob dylan was singing mr tambourine man as if he stood next to me
these things can pick your heart up and hurl it head over heels into the golden past
tears came in to my eyes
Thursday, May 01, 2008
fight ! fight !
this afternoon, i was reading a book about greek art outside the resuscitation room in saint george's hospital ... as you do !
suddenly i became aware that, out of the corner of my eye, in the extremely vague periphery of my vision, two shadows on the frosted glass windows of the swing doors fought in a violent and startling struggle
... then i realized in the next second that it was the shadow of the ward cleaner and his big duster
suddenly i became aware that, out of the corner of my eye, in the extremely vague periphery of my vision, two shadows on the frosted glass windows of the swing doors fought in a violent and startling struggle
... then i realized in the next second that it was the shadow of the ward cleaner and his big duster
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
superstition
i took this picture from the back of the truck at six this morning whilst i was sorting out my deliveries
afterwards, when i pointed out the rainbow to the driver in the van, he told me that you should never point your finger at a rainbow ... saying, "that's what i were told when i were a lad"
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
hurrah for the national health service and hurrah for science and technology
after two miserable nights with a wisdom tooth that had gone off, worried that i might be overdoing the medication, i betook myself to the new charing cross hospital in hammersmith
i am still stunned, amazed, and overjoyed ... having found myself back on the street and free from pain in less than two hours
the national health service and all the people i have encountered there have been brilliant
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