Citric acid powder aids bread
If a job's worth doing, it's better to do it badly than not at all.
Warm salt water kills infections: gargle, bathe, dab.
You can sprout things in a cafetiere.
Other people don't remember your embarrassing moments - you don't remember theirs
The future can't get at you
The future can't get at you.
MAN - a Passerby
To see:
Cragside House, Armstrongs, early hydroelectrics
Thornbury Abbey, North Lincs
Bowes House
Restaurants:
(v) Orchard, Sicilian Ave, Holborn
Food for Thought, Neal St, Covent Garden
Sunday, 17 February 2013
Things I like to see
Goods trains
Goldfinches
Thespian howling children
Very tall trees
Barmaids and waitresses in black, with dyed red hair
Greyhounds
Clear rivers, streams and seas
Five-sailed windmills
Goldfinches
Thespian howling children
Very tall trees
Barmaids and waitresses in black, with dyed red hair
Greyhounds
Clear rivers, streams and seas
Five-sailed windmills
Small post mills
Canal locks
Tower cranes
Coal fires
Tower cranes
Coal fires
Hens in the distance
Tuesday, 5 February 2013
"The Sheepdog" - U.A. Fanthorpe
After the very bright light,
And the talking bird,
And the singing,
And the sky filled up wi' wings,
And then the silence,
Our lads sez
We'd better go, then.
Stay, Shep. Good dog, stay.
So I stayed wi' t' sheep.
After they'd cum back
It sounded grand, what they'd seen.
Camels and kings, and such,
Wi' presents - human sort,
Not the kind you eat -
And a baby. Presents wes for him
Our lads took him a lamb.
I had to stay behind wi' t' sheep.
Pity they didn't tek me along too.
I'm good wi' lambs,
And the baby might have liked a dog
After all that myrrh and such.
And the singing,
And the sky filled up wi' wings,
And then the silence,
Our lads sez
We'd better go, then.
Stay, Shep. Good dog, stay.
So I stayed wi' t' sheep.
After they'd cum back
It sounded grand, what they'd seen.
Camels and kings, and such,
Wi' presents - human sort,
Not the kind you eat -
And a baby. Presents wes for him
Our lads took him a lamb.
I had to stay behind wi' t' sheep.
Pity they didn't tek me along too.
I'm good wi' lambs,
And the baby might have liked a dog
After all that myrrh and such.
Saturday, 2 February 2013
Concrete appeals to cats
Ian has finished laying new concrete in the back yard. Charlie mentioned next door's cat. Ian said cats are attracted to wet concrete. They walk on, stop - you think they'll reverse, but they always carry on. Once it was raining at the end of the day and he covered a conservatory-footing he'd just laid with plastic sheeting. In the morning they took the sheeting off and two cats had been across, under the sheeting, and stopped to have a fight in the middle.
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