wimmin in white, part 2 ... the old collection of wimmen in white topped 500 and has become bloated and unmanageable , so i'm transferring some pictures to this page and carrying on

this is the link to the earlier wimmin in white collection ...

http://thenewemotionalblackmailershandbook.blogspot.co.uk/2014_06_01_archive.html#7651911018587671396

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VCMl-620to

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGJ4_TGBWYg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cv2tS46rl1k&feature=youtu.be

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cv2tS46rl1k

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcbHok0GhTQ

https://www.facebook.com/revsouent/videos/634619890036229/

https://www.facebook.com/flashbak/videos/486114534930973/

https://www.facebook.com/flashbak/videos/611736015702157/

https://www.facebook.com/radiooldmusicans/videos/1834633923453435/

https://youtu.be/fj3LvwSJz6o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SO4O873MsXk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phmelzh0VJc

number 999 from a series of gratuitous juxtapositions ...

dennis hutchinson's photo of the wrestler adrian street greeting his father at a pithead near brynmawr

hans holbein's complex portrait of two ambassadors

part of the 1888 6" map showing the setting of bryn mawr and nant y glo

OS EXPLORER 166 ... possibly the girliest map on the internet

many rivers to cross

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SF3IktTk_pQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cKXMGEF_XY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stFlORsXud4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hSX7Xr_Gq-Q

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgzWqfZo8fY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ExdEeuqeRtQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrAG4BuH7T4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aoSRG83AxT8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uxNk7mVqNEE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htSFGg2wjhE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LVDPKYqUUsI

at the mouth of the river towy one week ago ... the detail on the left appears to show where the cold rippling river sinks beneath the warmer glassy surface of the sea

do you think yellow net curtains might become fashionable ?

wimmin in white ... singing ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ubhZ_5p-CM

let's dance ...

but who shall we invite to play the piano ?

3BT

overcome by fatigue, i pull the truck off the motorway at cobham and park next to the newly landscaped west pond, home to a thousand bullrushes, and lay me down to sleep on the greensward, waking after thirty minutes to watch a dragonfly flying backwards and glistening

at a bus stop on putney hill, a plane tree has put up hundreds of new vertical shoots and foliage fifty feet above the traffic

and whilst i marvel, and while the bus fails to come up, a stream of confident and rarther posh looking girls emerge from the high school at random intervals, moving briskly to the bus stop and gathering around me ...  smart clothes, nice hair, new hips and thighs ... and they bring with them an invigorating and timely breath of fresh   joie de vivre

night must fall ...

alvi brown kazoos debussy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEyKM13yf_4

sweet thames, run softly 'til i end my song

insomniacs' reading material ...

i've been chortling a lot in the wee small hours

i share my father's crude tastes in literature and the visual arts, hard-wired in to my DNA

he recommended schweik when i was very young

but he can't have had the pleasure of reading cecil parrot's definitive 1973 translation

of course, before you read hasek's satire/comical digression, you'll need to set aside all of your sober attitudes, based on having read robert graves and/or siegfried sassoon, edward thomas and/or wilfred owen

maybe hasek's closest connections in british literary culture might be laurence sterne and/or spike milligan

what do you think ?

2013 gyama valley mine disaster ... i've been looking at satellite images of the area made for google earth since the disaster two years ago ... there's a toolbar app that enables you to compare earlier images ... they've put in a new dam and a filter bed .... further downstream, there's a brand new village and the old one has been abandoned

1. the landslip went from left to right ...

2. the mine company have recently dammed the valley at the toe end of the landslip and it looks as if they're using a new filter bed and a tailing pond to either/and/or collect salvageable mineral assets, and/or protect the river from further pollution, which was already dreadful

3. at the bottom of the valley, the small village at the confluence seems to have been deserted, and a new settlement has appeared ... but i don't know if it's for the local people or the chinese miners

a hostile account of the disaster's causes has been published which includes interesting but unsurprising theories about the tax status of the company's chinese investors

http://www.tibetnature.net/en/assessment-report-of-the-recent-landslide-event-in-the-gyama-valley/

http://www.rfa.org/english/news/tibet/polluted-08052015161804.html

come back soon !

a relict of poole's myriorama ... from the on-line archive of exeter university

https://ore.exeter.ac.uk/repository/handle/10472/184

my mother's later life was clouded with illness and pain ... but she wrote an endless stream of cheery letters whilst she neglected her diary, mostly

cupboard space and dust drapes

3BT ... in one minute !

I am driving the truck towards the De Vere Hotel at Betchworth, approached through narrow leafy lanes at first, and then on a winding road that leads to the old house along a low ridge.  There are some fine old trees here and there, and well mown lawns fall away on either side.

ONE. A crab apple tree, well rounded, maybe twelve feet high, festooned with fruit that are pale yellow with rosy pink cheeks.  As the truck appears, so there emerge about a dozen emerald green parakeets who break away in an explosion of startling and scintillating action.

TWO. A small lime tree, maybe twenty feet high, its branches stooping low, heavily speckled with pale winged fruit.  Beneath it , four rosy ruddy jays who quickly fly up in a little spiral around the tree trunk and disappear in to its crown.

THREE. Across and along the curved horizon of the lawn, which is very bright green against darker distant trees, comes a green woodpecker in its fast flight of short bursts and swoops, stopping suddenly to march about rarther pompously and poke his beak deep down in search of whatever.