i wave one hand at a portugese colleague across the yard and place the finger tips of the other hand behind my ear whilst rolling my eyes towards the nearby railway viaduct ... a faraway steam train can be heard labouring up the slope towards wandsworth road from the yards besides the grosvenor bridge near battersea power station ... and then the billowing white plume of steam appears on high like a volcano in motion, followed by a momentary glimpse of the locomotive and some pullman carriages which instantly vanish again behind high warehouses
curtains of windswept drizzle sweeping across a luscious clearing in a wood whilst the sycamore leaves are fringed with raindrops
a brief text from the loved one at dawn which lists the appetizing menu for this evening's meal
of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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gary younge
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
slurp !!! .... any excuse to include a bit of art in pedants' corner
amateur pedants, genuine lovers of ecclesiastical buildings, and over-educated art historians may have already noted the outline of a familiar building in the background of william hogarth's action-packed vignette of eighteenth century social problems ... do feel free to click on the link ...
http://emotionalblackmailers.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-saint-johns-in-bloomsbury.html
http://emotionalblackmailers.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-saint-johns-in-bloomsbury.html
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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