Monthly Archives: May 2010

Pesky animal surveys scene

and notes an abundance of bloody rabbits. He’s gone missing twice today on account of these creatures; this shot was achieved with a telephoto lens.

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Blogospheric confession

The blog has to own up and discard its aura of coolness – it likes the Winner of Eurovision 2010 and it particularly loves the Cockerney-Germanic enunciation which starts about half-way through. It wants certain other offences to be taken … Continue reading

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Master Bedroom

There may be certain blog visitors who are familiar with scenes like this, albeit in untidier surroundings. Andrew Wyeth

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The Rolling Stones

There’s old footage film of them on the telly, the Exile on Main Street anniversary stuff. The thing that I’m noticing, which I’ve never really put my finger on before, is that they have no particular style, it’s like they … Continue reading

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Old favourite picture

I was fiddling the prints and postcards and ticket stubs and photographs around on the wall beside my desk today (I was trying to draw a picture of one of them); it’s a kind of palimpsestic jumble of images, variously … Continue reading

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Little moments to cherish

Or as TS Eliot had it: these fragments I will shore against my ruins. I was just thinking about this time a year or so back when I mentioned to these mates from Stoke about how I’d done this reading … Continue reading

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Harry the sporting poodle

Dylan met this turbo-charged individual the other night; his owners had four dogs, Harry, who was young, was the most recent arrival and came with a story (had been locked up all day somewhere) and was the apple of his … Continue reading

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