Tuesday, July 31, 2012

you might say i was fond of music ...


3BT


Wages are credited to my empty account.

I turn off the engine in the dairy farm yard and sit quietly watching the resident swallows flying around only six inches above the concrete.

I stop the truck and switch off the engine once more in a narrow country lane as seven schoolgirls squeeze by on their nervous ponies, and I try not to smirk as I recall those Thelwell cartoons.


Sunday, July 29, 2012

Thursday, July 26, 2012

no more lon chaney nights !


















... that nice doctor frankenstein up at the castle says the package-deal lobotomy with free personality transplant should come in to effect well before the next full moon

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

i was adamant ...


















... but after much tearful argument with older and wiser heads in the drivers' rest room, i have reluctantly conceded that these ladies are neither

a) royalty

nor

b) star players in england's olympic hockey team

picture taken at five o clock this morning opposite norbury nick

Monday, July 23, 2012

lost in the post



















a few months ago i bought, piece by piece, here and there, a set of tunnicliffe's four "what to look for ... " ladybird books

i posted them to spain for some small boys whose father was english

they never arrived

i've assembled another set now but i'm photographing every page before i post them

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Tunnicliffe

Monday, July 16, 2012

elliott school in putney

















... is a bit of fifties architecture that needs to be knocked down because the fabric is so grievously dilapidated, but it is to be conserved as an example of design from that period

they are going to sell half their land for 34 million ( they hope ), and then spend most of it on the restoration

its a nice idea BUT ...

whilst the work proceeds they will need temporary classrooms and so they will stack them up right outside our kitchen window

and we shall lose our distant prospect towards the low slopes of the chiltern incline, beyond the edges of london

they say the buildings will be temporary ... three years only ... because the space they occupy must be made available for a play area

hmmm ! wasn't hadrian's wall temporary ?

http://www.elliott-school.org.uk/_files/66D14D277842D144432DA00E5A121604.pdf

Saturday, July 14, 2012

a word of warning ... don't buy her prosecco from valdobbiadene ...



















... she'll only want to drink it again !

busking by stealth in sabadell















http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBaHPND2QJg







Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Seid umschlungen,
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Götterfunken!

Be embraced, you millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, beyond the star-canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Be embraced,
This kiss for the whole world!
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods
Spark of the gods!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

anton chekhov wrote ...






























I am neither liberal, nor conservative, nor gradualist, nor monk, nor indifferentist. I would like to be a free artist and nothing else…. Pharisaism, dullwittedness, and tyranny reign not only in merchants’ homes and police stations. I see them in science, in literature, among the younger generation. That is why I cultivate no particular predilection for policemen, butchers, scientists, writers or the younger generation. I look upon tags and labels as prejudices. My holy of holies is the human body, health, intelligence, talent, inspiration, love and…freedom from violence and lies, no matter what form the latter two take.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

great heavens, holmes ! the ruthless devious cunning mastermind has installed her own plan chest ...























and she's just written out the labels for the drawers ...

"rule the world in easy stages, one to six ... "

Friday, June 29, 2012

delights and perplexities and ambiguities


In the sun dappled Ashdown Forest, smaller trees are occasionally to be seen encased in honeysuckle, and others in roses.

A woman seated at a bus stop in Acre Lane opens a small handbag and pulls forth a large mirror with a black plastic frame that exactly fits in to it.  She turns her head very slowly from side to side for a minute whilst holding the mirror perfectly still.  It has two cracks, widthways and length ways which cross near the centre, and the four segments are non-aligned.  I can guess what she sees but have no idea what she is looking for.

Before leaving work, I approach Mick, probably the best Irishman that ever drew breath, and shyly beg to ask a question of an unusually personal and intimate nature.  
“Is it true that you have had your body tattooed all over with shamrocks ?”  
In less than a second he replies, “Not entirely !”

"must see" mosaic films animations about children who are refugees

















i wandered in to the drivers' rest area at four thirty this morning and this was playing to an empty room

i was rooted to the spot, and tearful

http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b01k7c4q/Seeking_Refuge_Episode_1/

http://www.bbc.co.uk/learningzone/clips/seeking-refuge-navid-s-journey-from-iran/13805.

htmlhttp://mosaicfilms.com/2012/06/seeking-refuge.php

http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/the-womens-blog-with-jane-martinson/2012/jun/18/uk-child-refugees-stories

Sunday, June 24, 2012

3BTs



Flying south between downpours, brushing across the waving tops of storm bruised trees, beneath a background of rushing tumbling waterlogged cloud, two herons struggle to hold close their courses along a wiggly line on their way from Battersea Park towards the pond at Clapham Common.

Resisting the temptation, but gladdened by having the option, of using our central heating at midsummer.

Rediscovering cocoa-induced oblivion whilst falling in to a deep sleep on the sofa.

graham carey died ...

















... he arrived in malmesbury when i was about twelve

he was a full-time controversialist and a part-time egoist who annoyed and upset quite a few people

but wherever i was concerned he was unsparingly generous and tolerant

... and i must surely have annoyed and upset him a few times

best of all, whilst my educators were numbing me with everything anodyne,

he introduced me at an early age to the appreciation of such things as ...

brecht and john osborne
richard avedon and bill brandt
hans coper and ben nicolson
ben shahn and jackson pollock
walking the hills and valleys with maps and marching with protestors
alan ginsberg and walt whitman
the civic trust and john betjeman
stanley kubrick and francois truffaut

... and the notion that anyone, however high and mighty, might occasionally be persuaded to listen to reason, or poetry

http://whitmanarchive.org/published/LG/1855/images/index.html

later ... i discovered his touchstones were Rousseau, and David Holbrook

http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2011/sep/01/david-holbrook-obituary