Saturday, 11 July 2009
Friday, 10 July 2009
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Rewind to 3:30 pm CMT somewhere on the Steamer Quay ... video
And the Supreme One is having a hissy fit ...
Monday, 6 July 2009
The writing's on the wall ...
12:25 pm Central Maidencombe Time and it's peesing down outside. Recovering from a month long chest infection, I'm not prepared to risk it (and go as a biscuit) and get f'f' fin' wet again, so my little petit fours, I'm not going to panic, or get stresseridoed - I'm going to calmly drink my cuppa dee and nibble my Alan Whicker (dip in bicker - an original, heavily copyrighted, Bluebird Innovations, cockney rhyming slang) whilst watching the 3rd Stage of the Tour de France. Then, if and when the deluge ceases, I will do that which should 'ave been done hours previous ...
The wisdom of a demented mind: Why worry about an unavoidable catastrophe? I have no plan ... I'll simply scatter flour with gay abandon as I flit wherever the fancy takes me ... it's expected - nay - DEMANDED of me ... and before you ask - I'm stone cold sober - which makes it worse ...
The wisdom of a demented mind: Why worry about an unavoidable catastrophe? I have no plan ... I'll simply scatter flour with gay abandon as I flit wherever the fancy takes me ... it's expected - nay - DEMANDED of me ... and before you ask - I'm stone cold sober - which makes it worse ...
We'll meet again ...
... don't know where, don't know when ... referring to the link-up or not of Wigwam and he/she who cannot be named. My emails are virtually non-existent, Wiggy and the phone's not much better - that's life 'out in the sticks' for you. I'm going to mosey on down to Totnes round about 2 ish - and at some point, our paths may cross to compare notes. It's very much like another ditty: 'You take the High Road and I'll take the ... ' ... I haven't got a bad feeling about this one - I'm convinced that my part is already doom-designated ... gentle drawn-out sigh ...
Sunday, 5 July 2009
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