Monday, May 30, 2011
If you come across what you think might be junk then before discarding it – just check. These are the Holy Grail of loudspeakers The worlds first 15 inch Dual Concentric the Tannoy Black circa 1947. If it works ok then it will still sound as good as any speaker sold today - no matter what else they may tell you. I'd love to hear it but needs to be soon as my hearing is fading out fast. Ain't old age and a lifetime in heavy industry great?
May has been a complete washout but while I was walking through the cemetery I spotted a lace wing hovering in a shaft of sunlight. Small and pale green the light gave its fluttering shape a halo and to all who might see it could have been a mythical sprite abroad on a summer’s eve. No wonder stories of fairies began so long ago. When I looked on the web there were some photos but then I saw this one and thought how amazing and creative some people are.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The softest noise falls from the tallest tree
A strand of spiders silk let adrift on the sea
Like a murmur of joy it touches the ground
A testament of tranquillity, the smallest sound
Start each new day with promise of birdsong
Take time, live the hours in a lifetime so long
Hear the beat of my heart on a sighed exhale
Catch its strength, rise on the wind like a sail
A strand of spiders silk let adrift on the sea
Like a murmur of joy it touches the ground
A testament of tranquillity, the smallest sound
Start each new day with promise of birdsong
Take time, live the hours in a lifetime so long
Hear the beat of my heart on a sighed exhale
Catch its strength, rise on the wind like a sail
Sunday, May 22, 2011
What lies beneath when at last all is spent?
When all my wishes have been heaven sent
No care carelessly worn, no place unlooked
Never was ill failure ever to be brooked
When bough and leaf and wind and tide
Create amazing lives for our souls to hide
Despite all the tidings of doom and gloom
In my heart for you, there was always room
Till day is at last night and all is done
When east winds sweep over the rising sun
I take my heart and for all its worth
Give it back to you again mother Earth
What lies above when all is gone to the new?
When darkness fades and finally I come to youRenewed and free to begin again reborn
No more to the cord, no more care is worn
We awaken as the world masses in green
Only on earth such potent power is seen
Nature to be revered as a solemn, caring art.
We love so much, so now finish what we start
While snowflakes fall lie gazing up at the stars
Our bodies on earth but souls flying around Mars
Look beyond all that you were bound for years
Smile to forgive and shed always joyful tears
Thursday, May 19, 2011
7 reasons not to mess with children.
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'.
The teacher asked, 'What if Jonah went to hell?'
The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, 'I'm drawing God.'
The teacher paused and said, 'But no one knows what God looks like.'
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, 'They will in a minute.'
A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.
After explaining the commandment to 'honour' thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, 'Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?'
Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, 'Thou shall not kill.'
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, 'Why are some of your hairs white, Mummy?'
Her mother replied, 'Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.'
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, 'Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?'
The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
'Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, 'And there's the teacher, she's dead.'
A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, 'Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.'
'Yes,' the class said.
'Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?'
A little fellow shouted,
'Cause your feet aren't empty.'
The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
'Take only ONE . God is watching.'
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
A child had written a note, 'Take all you want. God is watching the apples.'
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'.
The teacher asked, 'What if Jonah went to hell?'
The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, 'I'm drawing God.'
The teacher paused and said, 'But no one knows what God looks like.'
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, 'They will in a minute.'
A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.
After explaining the commandment to 'honour' thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, 'Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?'
Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, 'Thou shall not kill.'
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, 'Why are some of your hairs white, Mummy?'
Her mother replied, 'Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.'
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, 'Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?'
The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
'Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, 'And there's the teacher, she's dead.'
A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, 'Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.'
'Yes,' the class said.
'Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?'
A little fellow shouted,
'Cause your feet aren't empty.'
The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
'Take only ONE . God is watching.'
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
A child had written a note, 'Take all you want. God is watching the apples.'
Monday, May 16, 2011
What lies beneath when at last all is spent?
When all my wishes have been heaven sent
No care carelessly worn, no place unlooked
Never was ill failure ever to be brooked
When bough and leaf and wind and tide
Create amazing lives for our souls to hide
Despite all the tidings of doom and gloom
In my heart for you, there was always room
Till day is at last night and all is done
When east winds sweep over the rising sun
I take my heart and for all its worth
Give it back to you again mother Earth
When all my wishes have been heaven sent
No care carelessly worn, no place unlooked
Never was ill failure ever to be brooked
When bough and leaf and wind and tide
Create amazing lives for our souls to hide
Despite all the tidings of doom and gloom
In my heart for you, there was always room
Till day is at last night and all is done
When east winds sweep over the rising sun
I take my heart and for all its worth
Give it back to you again mother Earth
Saturday, May 14, 2011
How fast the cycles move between winter and summer. It is so fast that we often fail to mark the changes till one day we suddenly realise the trees are high and green and we have awoken one year older into another spring. Soft mists rise like ghosts from the rain drenched fields emphasised by the light of a waxing moon and who but us can tread so soft that the world cannot hear. Great deeds now lay a path and our feet follow. So we shall walk a while in this silvered gloom till no more can we see and no more can we hear and then watch as the world stills to a whisper to reveal the truth. That great lady; you are a pivotal force within this story; even though you do not yet see it. Yet I say to you, before the year passes you will remember who you are and find strength. Do not ask how; I may not say! Though the Istari have the gift of foresight it is a dangerous gift beset with hazards and only the wisest can calculate all the outcomes. It may also be tampered with and bent to another’s will to show untruths that would aid our despair. I will not share this burden with you for it is mine. Ever he seeks to learn our intent but for now the door is closed to him. In that knowledge he prepares for war yet ever he seeks to prise open my thoughts and it wearies me. He means to attack from both within and without. It will come soon lady...sooner than we should wish, but the quest has unnerved him and he seeks now to end it in its infancy.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 09, 2011
Soft mists rise like ghosts from the rain drenched fields emphasised by the light of a waxing moon and who but us can tread so soft that the world cannot hear. We shall walk a while in this silvered gloom till no more can we see and no more can we hear and then watch as the world stills to a whisper to reveal the truth.
We have had a good 2 weeks overall but of course we now have some rain currently – but it was most welcome after the dry spell. Still garden is looking great currently. How fast the cycles move between winter and summer. It is so fast that we often fail to mark the changes till one day we suddenly realise the trees are high and green and we have awoken one year older into another spring.
We have had a good 2 weeks overall but of course we now have some rain currently – but it was most welcome after the dry spell. Still garden is looking great currently. How fast the cycles move between winter and summer. It is so fast that we often fail to mark the changes till one day we suddenly realise the trees are high and green and we have awoken one year older into another spring.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Saturday 30th April 2011
It’s going to be a warm, sunny day but there is a terrific wind blowing at the moment. I shall not be deterred and have made some food to scoff later. As E David would say “A good rule of life is to never throw away the fat after frying bacon.” It’s fantastic for cooking chicken or potatoes with garlic and a sprig of rosemary or thyme.
Robbie has chased just about every squirrel he saw while out on his walk today and scattered the huge drifts of leaves the wind has blown together. I must go later and collect some as they a perfectly dry and crisp and they make great mulch once wet again.
Friday 29th April 2011
I think there is a wedding somewhere today – watched it on TV with Nick this morning. They seem a genuine, couple very much in love and what a great big show for the world to watch.
Robbie absconded with 2 female joggers when we had a walk around the lake – managed to get about half a mile away before he realised he was on his own and stopped. I haven’t run so fast and so far for some time. I think my heart is still ok - must be all the saturated fat.
Thursday 28th April 2011
It’s the most beautiful of day with a flat blue sky broken by the odd white cloud and butterfly to break up the azure canvas. Every tree is green and the lawn is carpeted in a thousand daisies. Spent blossom blows on the breeze like confetti, perhaps a wedding is in the air somewhere! Robbie is perfectly content doing cartwheels over his baseball and I am reading about food. It’s hard to believe it is not yet May. Perhaps we’ll have a lovely, long and warm summer – we’ll see.
It’s going to be a warm, sunny day but there is a terrific wind blowing at the moment. I shall not be deterred and have made some food to scoff later. As E David would say “A good rule of life is to never throw away the fat after frying bacon.” It’s fantastic for cooking chicken or potatoes with garlic and a sprig of rosemary or thyme.
Robbie has chased just about every squirrel he saw while out on his walk today and scattered the huge drifts of leaves the wind has blown together. I must go later and collect some as they a perfectly dry and crisp and they make great mulch once wet again.
Friday 29th April 2011
I think there is a wedding somewhere today – watched it on TV with Nick this morning. They seem a genuine, couple very much in love and what a great big show for the world to watch.
Robbie absconded with 2 female joggers when we had a walk around the lake – managed to get about half a mile away before he realised he was on his own and stopped. I haven’t run so fast and so far for some time. I think my heart is still ok - must be all the saturated fat.
Thursday 28th April 2011
It’s the most beautiful of day with a flat blue sky broken by the odd white cloud and butterfly to break up the azure canvas. Every tree is green and the lawn is carpeted in a thousand daisies. Spent blossom blows on the breeze like confetti, perhaps a wedding is in the air somewhere! Robbie is perfectly content doing cartwheels over his baseball and I am reading about food. It’s hard to believe it is not yet May. Perhaps we’ll have a lovely, long and warm summer – we’ll see.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
27th April 2011
The main topic of conversation seems to be the Royal wedding. Mike’s off to London tomorrow to reserve his place on the Mall. He better take an umbrella as the day is forecast to be showery. I can’t really say that I am all that excited and bothered by Wills and Kate’s big day, but hey; it’s a tradition and it does make a change from all the gloom and mayhem currently on offer as news. Other than that it’s a slow news day I guess as the other main story is how much has the economy grown? By about this much...I’m guessing.
The weather has grown much cooler now. I had to wear a coat last night to visit the garden but still the weekend forecast is dry and with some sun. Robbie has developed a talent for capturing bumblebees with his mouth but I fear it will all end in tears soon and he will have learnt a life lesson. I’ve taken a few days off work and have a full intent to do nothing arduous.
The main topic of conversation seems to be the Royal wedding. Mike’s off to London tomorrow to reserve his place on the Mall. He better take an umbrella as the day is forecast to be showery. I can’t really say that I am all that excited and bothered by Wills and Kate’s big day, but hey; it’s a tradition and it does make a change from all the gloom and mayhem currently on offer as news. Other than that it’s a slow news day I guess as the other main story is how much has the economy grown? By about this much...I’m guessing.
The weather has grown much cooler now. I had to wear a coat last night to visit the garden but still the weekend forecast is dry and with some sun. Robbie has developed a talent for capturing bumblebees with his mouth but I fear it will all end in tears soon and he will have learnt a life lesson. I’ve taken a few days off work and have a full intent to do nothing arduous.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Dont mess with these delicate Darwen women featured in the press recently.
Handshake then head butt from Darwen woman
A 37-year-old woman who was offered a hand of friendship took it, pulled the other woman forwards and head butted her.
Darwen woman kicked police officer
Trouble with teenagers forced a woman to call police, but she ended up being arrested herself. Blackburn magistrates heard she became abusive towards the officer and kicked him.
Handshake then head butt from Darwen woman
A 37-year-old woman who was offered a hand of friendship took it, pulled the other woman forwards and head butted her.
Darwen woman kicked police officer
Trouble with teenagers forced a woman to call police, but she ended up being arrested herself. Blackburn magistrates heard she became abusive towards the officer and kicked him.
Warning over drinking near East Lancashire reservoirs from the water company United Utilities
WATER bosses have sent out a warning about the dangers of swimming in reservoirs after a ‘potentially fatal incident’ in the Ribble Valley.
United Utilities issued the ‘don’t die for a swim’ message after a man was spotted with a dinghy and a six-pack of beer, with two small children, heading towards the Spade Mill Reservoir, in Longridge.
Sensationalist or what - doesn't say he actually got there and given the wolly reporting here the man was probaly in France. In fact we will all be heading towards it at some point depending on the direction of travel because without distance it means nothing.
WATER bosses have sent out a warning about the dangers of swimming in reservoirs after a ‘potentially fatal incident’ in the Ribble Valley.
United Utilities issued the ‘don’t die for a swim’ message after a man was spotted with a dinghy and a six-pack of beer, with two small children, heading towards the Spade Mill Reservoir, in Longridge.
Sensationalist or what - doesn't say he actually got there and given the wolly reporting here the man was probaly in France. In fact we will all be heading towards it at some point depending on the direction of travel because without distance it means nothing.
23rd April 2011
We’re having an unusually warm Easter. Probably in part due to it being so late this year and partly just good luck. (77F or 25C take your pick.) It has rained a little overnight but not nearly as much as we needed.
The garden is just going into a wall of green in days. It is one of the earliest Springs I can remember. We never normally see Beech trees leafing till well into May. I just hope there is no sting in the tail in the form of a heavy frost. There are birds and blossom everywhere, (see picture of the pigeon in the tree next to the swing.) Robbie is chasing every squirrel he sees but his tree climbing skills are a bit limited.
It all pretty peaceful here but I see they are having a riot in Bristol - over what you ask? Libya, the economic crisis, rising crime, spending cuts, well wrong it’s about of all things, a new Tesco store. You know the slogan 'Every little riot helps'
Truly it’s a funny old, world.
We’re having an unusually warm Easter. Probably in part due to it being so late this year and partly just good luck. (77F or 25C take your pick.) It has rained a little overnight but not nearly as much as we needed.
The garden is just going into a wall of green in days. It is one of the earliest Springs I can remember. We never normally see Beech trees leafing till well into May. I just hope there is no sting in the tail in the form of a heavy frost. There are birds and blossom everywhere, (see picture of the pigeon in the tree next to the swing.) Robbie is chasing every squirrel he sees but his tree climbing skills are a bit limited.
It all pretty peaceful here but I see they are having a riot in Bristol - over what you ask? Libya, the economic crisis, rising crime, spending cuts, well wrong it’s about of all things, a new Tesco store. You know the slogan 'Every little riot helps'
Truly it’s a funny old, world.
Friday, April 22, 2011
I woke up this morning to the sound of heavy rainfall; then I realised it was my tinnitus. I then heard the rumble of thunder and realised it was my digestion. This was followed by a door creaking in the wind and I realised it was my back. Finally though I heard the voice of an angel and then I realised I was remembering something you had said.
Happy Easter holiday
Happy Easter holiday
Friday, April 15, 2011
Sometimes we are only at peace when we are fighting
So strange, but so true how we find calm in adversity
We truly are the strangest breed of all earthly animals...
We are man and lumber disastrously around the world
We care nothing for others, only for ourselves and our own
It matters not to reason, cajole, bribe or impel our soul
Tides of humanity take pleasured turns to hurt and wound
And it has done so with a spirit lately that shames us all
For many decline starts now but soon to us all the end comes
The faster if we have the wit to see that everything will pass
We will leave and never return to seek solace among the stars
For they birthed us for a larger life and we shall let all this pass
Into memory and sad regret, for we were born to be better than this
So strange, but so true how we find calm in adversity
We truly are the strangest breed of all earthly animals...
We are man and lumber disastrously around the world
We care nothing for others, only for ourselves and our own
It matters not to reason, cajole, bribe or impel our soul
Tides of humanity take pleasured turns to hurt and wound
And it has done so with a spirit lately that shames us all
For many decline starts now but soon to us all the end comes
The faster if we have the wit to see that everything will pass
We will leave and never return to seek solace among the stars
For they birthed us for a larger life and we shall let all this pass
Into memory and sad regret, for we were born to be better than this
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
The world is not what it was; we all know this
On swelling populations, sifting west like sands
It turns its fair face from a now fading renaissance
And is dragged back on revived medieval rhetoric
There will be no rapprochement, no new dawn
We feast like carrion on our dwindling resources
We learnt long ago that people will be controlled
So long as all the propaganda flows like cheap wine
They will readily suffer, but they will seek to blame
All those who show them where the truth truly lies
Leaks of my consciousness take flight into the spring
Flow to seed the aether with memories of lost freedoms
They shall remain there, till one day long off in time
When the world is a better place they may return
On swelling populations, sifting west like sands
It turns its fair face from a now fading renaissance
And is dragged back on revived medieval rhetoric
There will be no rapprochement, no new dawn
We feast like carrion on our dwindling resources
We learnt long ago that people will be controlled
So long as all the propaganda flows like cheap wine
They will readily suffer, but they will seek to blame
All those who show them where the truth truly lies
Leaks of my consciousness take flight into the spring
Flow to seed the aether with memories of lost freedoms
They shall remain there, till one day long off in time
When the world is a better place they may return
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