... of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and most horrid is emotional blackmail ... whilst for this blogger, the only sacred thing is life itself
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
word verification troubles ...
I made eight unsuccessful attempts to leave the following simple comment on the FÜNFFINGERPLÄTZE's blog after she'd written about a pang of food nostalgia ...
"Auf der Suche nach der verlorenen Zeit"
Grrr ! I just can't read those wobbly letters ...
Sunday, October 14, 2012
mother nature's riposte ... a second flower twenty-four hours after the first
... i had to stand on tiptoe with one foot on the dog's lead and arms stretched uncomfortably high to get this picture
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Old age never comes alone…
I might be turning out like my grand-dad after all … much of his
life seemed to be spent criticising and complaining, grumbling about the youth
and its culture, and fidgeting with a bible.
As the bus lurched past Clapham Common this afternoon with me slumped
against the window on the top deck, I glanced out and noticed a young woman striding away from
the stop and wearing some very tight shorts with that common and conspicuous attention-seeker's combination of very long smooth naked legs and longish silky blonde hair that swung with her rhythm.
And then I caught myself thinking, “Dear oh dear ! If Clapham Common were
the Garden of Eden, that hair would never even hardly cover her nipples.”
Sunday, October 7, 2012
this little bronze statue from ancient crete greets you at the "superhuman" exhibition in the wellcome collection's gallery
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