Sentinel

I Love Jah Wobble. Here are tons of photos I have taken at some of his gigs........

Last week Calderdale Council [my employer] Interviewed its Workers.Those of us deemed "non essential" & "non-front line" were invited to fill in a form listing our Skills & Health.It's in case The Pandemic Flu Funk hits us in the Winter.We Will be shifted into saving the Souls of the Good People in The Halifax Region........I told them I had "Internet Skills" (ha-ha) & Reminded them of my Asthma.To be frank, if we do get a pandemic,I will be ringing in 'sick'............ Especially if I,m Not.
It's holiday season here at ßench Towers. Next weekend me & Chris go somewhere.The following week me & Cath go somewhere else. It might be Istanbul (Ayse is there until July 15th before She goes back to the States).Also I have been in touch with My property people in Italy. Maybe we wont go to either .& go to somewhere else Hot+Sticky........but Watch This Space! I look at Flight Prices this weekend...................

funk·y (fŭng'kē)

Dr John (Creaux) aka Mac Rebennack ~Walk On Guilded Splinters

"Having a moldy or musty smell: funky cheese; funky cellars.
Having a strong, offensive, unwashed odor.
Music.
Of or relating to music that has an earthy quality reminiscent of the blues.
Combining elements of jazz, blues, and soul and characterized by syncopated rhythm and a heavy, repetitive bass line.
Slang. Earthy and uncomplicated; natural: “At the opposite end of Dallas's culinary spectrum is funky regional fare” (Jacqueline Friedrich).
Slang.
Characterized by originality and modishness; unconventional: “a bizarre, funky [hotel ] dressed up as a ship, with mock portholes and mirrored ceilings over the beds” (Ann Louise Bardach).
Outlandishly vulgar or eccentric in a humorous or tongue-in-cheek manner; campy: “funky caricatures of sexpot glamour” (Pauline Kael)
............ When asked which words in the English language are the most difficult to define precisely, a lexicographer would surely mention funky. Linguist Geneva Smitherman has tried to capture the meaning of this word in Talkin and Testifyin: The Language of Black America, where she explains that funky means “[related to] the blue notes or blue mood created in jazz, blues, and soul music generally, down-to-earth soulfully expressed sounds; by extension [related to] the real nitty-gritty or fundamental essence of life, soul to the max.” The first recorded use of funky is in 1784 in a reference to musty, old, moldy cheese. Funky then developed the sense “smelling strong or bad” and could be used to describe body odor. The application of funky to jazz was explained in 1959 by one F. Newton in Jazz Scene: “Critics are on the search for something a little more like the old, original, passion-laden blues: the trade-name which has been suggested for it is ‘funky’ (literally: ‘smelly,’ i.e. symbolizing the return from the upper atmosphere to the physical, down-to-earth reality).”
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Ices oh Ices you mystical child...................

I really must get my hearing checked............

West Yorkshire Police have been storing DNA samples from suspects and car crash victims in a freezer also used for ice cream, a watchdogs' report has said............. [read more>>>]

neil meets neil

a photo i took in Hebden Bridge last September (click for biggary)

Both The Hebden Bridge Festival & The Fringe kicked off this weekend [see sidebar for full listings]
2 doors up from us a new family moved in recently.Last week the Lady of the house gave us this invite for the opening of an Exhibition of Her paintings at The Hole in T'Wall Pub last Thursday.I forgot to go! So, as penance, Me & Cath went down last night.She does some mean painting.I never knew she painted but.why should i ?I mean its not like being the drummer in Bruce Springsteen's Band....Its a quiet occupation!
Anyway.......Her paintings are good.My camera battery packed in .so i could only take
this one photograph. My Favourite is an oil painting of Maggie Thatcher in a Yellow-Wig.It would look splendid in 'the bog'(aka Toilet) in my house.She's selling it for £50.I wonder if she gives discount for neighbours?
I probably wont be goingto any of the Festival events this year.They are all expensive & nothing I see grabs my imagination.However I might well give some of the Fringe events a whirl.Im especially taken with an event next Saturday lunchtime at The Nutclough Tavern (a closed down pub that seems rather mysterious).
It's a "Laughter Club"( tagged as "Laughter Is The Best Medicine"........i guess you turn up & err.well Laugh i suppose.............?
Local Rumour has it that The Nutclough is now run by a bunch of 'Arty Lesbians' but then that seems to be the case for most buildings in Hebden Bridge these days.
Two Facts about Hebden.[1]The Observer newspaper describes it as the Sapphic capital of Britain.....(n.b. "Sapphic" is posh for Lesbian)
(2) British Airways inflight magazine once described Hebden as the 4th funkiest town on the planet.the BAFunk-Meter only rates Daylesford, Australia , Tiradentes, Brazil and Burlington, Vermont above it.............. I sometimes feel like I'm A Lesbian Trapped in a Man's Body...So Hebden is the perfect place for me to live.
Steve has Invited Me & Cath to a house-warming BBQ next Sunday in Shaw.Jim should be at it too.I'm sure Jim (a keen Mancuian Historian) will be interested in going with us in August to the Manchester Library Theatre to see Angels With Manky Faces about the The Scuttlers.Britains first Youth Cult.Its set in Ancoats in 1894.

See all my Birthday Dog Racing Photos here

Here is a photo I took Of Bob's son Neil at my Dog Racing Birthday Party a couple of years ago at The Belle View Track in Manchester.
This weekend Neil is at Glastonbury.Lucky Dog! he saw Neil Young last night.Keep On Rocking In The Free World...........
If you hear a knocking on the door it's me come a calling to your blog.Put kettle on............
Below.10 minutes of Prime Time NY last night.

Opps! After only 3 hours YouTube Took Down this clip! If your in the UK you can still see it on BBC i Player & (i think ) you can get some audio-streaming worldwide..........

A Letter from God to Man & a Postcard from Apeldoorn to Hebden Bridge

You might wish to see this post as an existential reference to the 'passing' of Micheal Jackson.but ,personally ,I wouldnt bother as it might well tie your head up in knots..............
[Music & Video from
Dan_Le_Sac_Vs_Scroobius_Pip ]
Liberation Frequency

i received This Message on a postcard that arrived in Hebden Bridge yesterday. Here is the picture that was on the front.It's Apeldoorn in Holland.
Long time suffers of this blog will remember This Story from April How a balloon burst & landed in my Garden in Hebden Bridge.It had floated across much of Holland & the North Sea and plopped into My Yorkshire Garden.Young Sabrina's Balloon has Won Her First Prize!
Congratulations!
Click Here for a photo record.

More b3ta :Micheal Jackson Images

summer

Up until the 60's ,whole Northern industrial towns would close down for their annual Wakes Week.The towns (in my case Halifax) would become something akin to ghostlike.....The factory chimneys would stop belching black smoke.You could actually see a hilltop view rather than a smog blanket....
Ironic.....
the healthiest+calmest time to live in the town was when everybody else had buggered-off to the seaside! Most workers would go en mass(eg by train) to resorts such as Blackpool.Even the local newspapers would sell a "Blackpool Edition" that it would sell on the Promenade seafront.
Here is another family photo taken in Blackpool sometime in the 1950s

(1959)Actress Katharine Hepburn grits her teeth and bares her claws in the direction of screen queen Elizabeth Taylor, as actor Montgomery Clift and director Joseph L. Mankiewicz become locked in apparent mortal combat during what seems to be a free-for-all at London's
Shepperton studios. The battle, which was impromptu, took place on the set of Columbia's 'Suddenly, Last Summer,' the recently completed Tennessee Williams screenplay........
[If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger,
There'd Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats ]

This week's Theme Thursday is on the subject of summer ................

(2008)........" This summer, the Norwegian government invited two well-known street artists by the names of Dolk and Pobel to turn abandoned warehouses and houses into something a bit more attractive. They took care of Lofoten, a district of Nordland in Norway. The art bears a striking similarity with Bansky. Nonetheless, here is some creative street art from Norway."
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Hebden Bridge Handmade Parade:2009

It was Parade time in Hebden Bridge today.When the Parade started it was raining as it began it's journey just beyond Palestine Road..........Yes! We do have a 'Palestine Road'! see here! if you don't believe me Me! By the time the Parade had reached The Square ( 4th of a mile?) The Sun Burst Out from nowhere...........! It's Not Just Native USAians who can do rain ~dances! [being England,of course, we do our dances in reverse!]
Here Be 3 photos I took of this Parade.[Click for biggary].

See all Of My 96 photos here

Also.that nice Mr wiki will tell you more about the town i have lived in now for over 20 years here..........

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebden_Bridge

Andrew Kim (see comments) is the puppet and mask maker, performer, director and artistic director of Thingumajig Theatre. who worked with the Parade.If you check his blogspot here you will get background on the preparation involved .

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebden_Bridge_Handmade_Parade

roof

What do i call people from the United States?If I call them 'Americans'Someone from Brazil is bound to get all sniffy saying they are 'American' Also! Please Advise Me!
One of my favourite writers is an 'American' called Raymond Carver.I first got into him while reading his short stories sat in Various Halifax Maternity Units waiting for my Son Chris to appear!

One of Carver's stories is called 'Viewfinder' it's about a photographer who has no hands,& a narrator who ends up on the roof throwing rocks at nameless targets for no apparent reason...........................I Believe All Children should Be Born Into This World in such a Fashion!Here is a Family Photo taken of the roofs of 1950s Halifax.[It'a a view looking onto Queens Road................................]

This week's Theme Thursday is Roof

Kazak people regard the camel as a “totem”- when they need to move from one place to another because of long-term grazing, the camel becomes the main transportation vehicle. Camels play a very important role in the life of the Kazak people, right from ancient times; Kazak have worshiped the camel as a “suder” and do not kill the camel at random- as the camel is considered a holy animal. A person cannot kill 3 camels at a time; otherwise he or she will be punished. If anyone did kill a camel, then the camel’s head was tied a white cloth and put on a cliff, nowadays a camels head is put on a roof or high branch................
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" ..........................A couple of nights ago, I had a dream where I lived in a house with a sprawling backyard. It wasn't even a yard, actually, it was a massive clearing bordered on all sides by dense tall-treed forest. In the dream, it was night time, the sky blue-black like a fresh shiner. On one end of the clearing stood another house, and on the other end stood a small church. Both of these buildings were on our property, and both were missing their roofs. I walked into the house to find everything, the phone, the electricity, even internet, working just fine. I don't remember going into the church. But then it occurred to me, “jeez, I just need to get a roof on these buildings and they’ll be good to go. Just think of all the cool shit we could do with ‘em. Think of the parties we could have. We’re talking gatherings of Roman orgy proportion here. Am I really going to let a couple of missing roofs stand between me and a Roman orgy?...................................”
the-holmes.blogspot.com

Another Family Photo.Another one of Halifax.This time in the early 1960's.[it'a a view down onto where the Main Library now stands.....]Dig the caped-Policeman.shades of early Hitchcock! The photo is taken from a rooftop (now demolished) of other rooftops .also long gone.

[Gone To 'Rooftop Heaven' i guess................................?]
Click here for more rooftop dreams.....................

looking for Eric

3 photos i took today on my trip to Manchester.[click for biggery].Hey!"the Sky" photo aint photoshopped!It's the sky&trees reflected into The River Calder!
The other 2 photos are from an Exhibition inside Manchester Cathedral.
I met Don in Manchester & we went to see Looking For Eric.I will Review it once i get my 'Mark Commode Head' on...............................
here are a few other photos i took today.They didnt come out as well as they could have done because i had the 'wrong' lens on the camera.............
So I was sat on the Manchester train reading Scouts of Manchester-Follow Me! & i read the term "social surrealism"........which kinda sums up Ken Loach's "Looking For Eric". I HATE films about Northern England usually.I hate Northern Working Class being depicted as social realism......All surface & no Interiors.Are the Bourgeoisie the only ones allowed to have some fun?It's like in Soaps like Coronation Street or The Archers........The toffs are 'deep':the lower order are either downtrodden or comedy turns!
.Northern Life (especially Male Working Class Northern Life) does have fantasy.......The Mystic.the surreal..MAGIC..... (except,of course,in Batley.but that's another story!).The Film i saw today had it all,yet it was also True to the modern England I know.I recognise it......If you want to know what its like living in Urban England today,this is a good reference point.
It was also ironic that (apart from Ken Loach) it took a Frenchman to show it us......................OH ARHH Cantona!
Oh & if your soccerly-challenged here is some background on both the film & Eric Cantona
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_Cantona
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Looking_for_Eric
Just before the film we had a look around Chethams Library where Karl Marx did a spot of thinking.
Below a clip from the Film.
[with French subtitles!]

http://americanhell.com/index.php/11-a-balanced-life/

what will happen next................

Here is a photograph of my favourite Singer.............
Perú Negro is an Afro-Peruvian musical ensemble founded in 1969 to celebrate and preserve Peru's black culture and música criolla. Ronaldo Campos de la Colina founded the Lima-based group with 12 family members. The group has been appointed by the government of Peru as the "Cultural Ambassadors of Black Peru." When Ronaldo Campos died in 2001, his son Rony Campos took over the direction of the troupe. Today, the group has over 30 members and a youth troupe, Peru Negrito.

Here is some Music from Perú Negro
*ßang the video onto 'full screen'.They are from Peru.but a lot sounds Cuban to me.Brilliant video.it lasts 25 minutes..We might learn some new Dance~Moves!
*dig those Pretty Chicks in their Pretty Dance Frocks!
This Sunday Night I go see an LA Band in Halifax!One of the band is Family to a friend+ good colleague of mine at Work.I have been invited to go down & meet them & take some photos.You will see The Results early next week. They are called Black President and you can read/listen ' em right here. [n.b. Marc got the date wrong..It's Tuesday!]
We might nip up to the cemetry before the gig as it's only a mile away.see if Me Mum's headstone is in place yet.......I then meet Don in Manchester on Monday Afternoon to see Looking For Eric.Expect a ßenchtastic Review of the film here!
Next Saturday .........................
is The Hebden Bridge Parade where my wee part of Yorkshire becomes a little like Rio for a couple of hours! Again,Expect Some Stunning Photos!

swing!

To Build A Swing
You carry
All the ingredients
To turn your life into a nightmare-
Don't mix them!
You have all the genius
To build a swing in your backyard
for God.
That sounds
Like a hell of a lot more fun.
Let's start laughing, drawing blueprints,
Gathering our talented friends.
I will help you
With my divine lyre and drum.
Hafiz
Will sing a thousand words
You can take into your hands,
Like golden saws,
Silver hammers,
Polished teakwood,
Strong silk rope.
You carry all the ingredients
To turn existence into joy,
Mix them, mix
Them!
Hafiz reflects my idea of what church should be about: Using our collective genius to build a swing for God so we can celebrate together an existence of joy. ............

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**this week's Theme Thursday is Swing

B.N.P. take a seat in Yorkshire

BNP take seat in Yorkshire

"..................But experts insisted the BNP vote would disappear as soon as everyone could afford to go on holiday to Majorca again.
Professor Tom Logan, of Reading University, said: "Prolonged recessions do have a tendency to expose our inner racist fucknut, but it subsides once you get a new credit card...................."
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Meanwhile,In Todmorden Park yesterday.The Band Played On .[click for biggary]

This is the 500 faces of Hebden Bridge project with 273 subjects which was the number photographed on June 9th, 2009 by Jason Elliott.
The aim is to complete all 500 before the 500th anniversary of the Packhorse Bridge over Hebden Water in 2010.
Jason Elliott
500 faces of Hebden Bridge Project

What A Cracking Idea!Although it could do with a few Brown&Black faces (where are the Asian Blokes from Eastern Spice Takeaway who russell-up my curries on a Saturday night?& the Turkish Restaurant Chap?) And ,of Course! ME!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebden_Bridge

Halifax Courier:9th June 2009.
"BNP councillor Tom Bates looks set to become a member of the council committee responsible for schools and young people................". read more>>>

cartoon

no taller than tommorrow's ocean.............

A Happy Birthday To Martin the former Cappo of Rochdale Hammām.Some of the Lads from the ḥammām went for a curry on Friday night in Bamford to celebrate Martin's age.Usually I take my camera & post photos here.But to be quite frank (I sound like Gordon Brown) i decided not to photograph this time.the photos always look the same.Boozy Blokes sat in Pubs with photos of Gracie Fields looking down.............If you want to see what the evening looked like click here & see previous Curry's.Above is a photo I took of Martin a couple of years ago.
Martin is a regular reader here.He said on Friday that ßench is Rather Vague These Days.I agreed............but pointed out That the vaguer I get ;the more comments i get.............................It Works for David Cameron:it Works for Me!!!!!
I am totally pissed off with Labour /Gordon Brown/et al.I,m also pissed off at the thought of 5 years of a Cameron/Tory Government.Welcome To The New Dustbowl!
Infact I had an opportunity to take my camera out in Hebden & didnt.Me&Cath met Phil The X-Fireman& Iris & we spent a pleasant Saturday afternoon /evening in the Pubs+Bars of Hebden Bridge.

Robyn Hitchcock performing 'I Saw Nick Drake' at the Way To Blue concert, part of the English Originals weekend at Birmingham Town Hall Saturday 16th May 2009 . here are my photos of Robyn taken at Bury Met in February this year.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Drake

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robyn_Hitchcock

'Beau Bo D'Or'

≈ How Americans Tell The Time.....................

Кара-Баас

New York -- Dr. John E. Crisp, one of the three chief surgical residents of New York's Roosevelt Hospital, points to a skull x-ray of welterweight boxing champion Benny 'Kid' Paret, who underwent brain surgery as a result of injuries sustained during his title bout with Emile Griffith on March 24 (1962)
If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger,
There'd Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats

≈ How Italians Tell The Time.....................

Reginald Southey and Skeletons, 1857, by Lewis Carroll..

......................The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, 'It was the best butter, you know.'

Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. 'What a funny watch!' she remarked. 'It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!'

'Why should it?' muttered the Hatter. 'Does your watch tell you what year it is?'

'Of course not,' Alice replied very readily: 'but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time together.'

'Which is just the case with mine,' said the Hatter. ....................

Alice In Wonderland
"When she was a small girl, Amanda hid a ticking clock in an old, rotten tree trunk. It drove woodpeckers crazy. Ignoring tasty bugs all around them, they just about beat their brains out trying to get at the clock. Years later, Amanda used the woodpecker experiment as a model for understanding capitalism, Communism, Christianity, and all other systems that traffic in future rewards rather than in present realities."
Mr. Thomas Eugene Robbins


I keep trying to understand.Honest! I do.But........I dont really understand yet Why Time speeds up as we get older.Time does seem elastic (Dali's melting clocks are true!)It's like We carry our own & other peoples "clocks" in our head.
We all run at a different time and that is why we keep bumping into one another........... 'The Clock On The Wall 'Is only ever an approximation ,a wish.....
≈.This week's Theme Thursday is Clock !

A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends late one night. He led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong and a mallet.
“What’s that big brass gong?” one of the guests asked.
“It’s not a gong. It’s a talking clock,” the drunk replied.
“A talking clock? “How’s it work?” the friend asked, squinting at it.
“Watch,” the drunk replied. He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering pound, and stepped back. The three stood looking at one another for a moment.
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed, “You asshole, it’s three-fifteen in the morning!”
[from:misscellania]
[via;growabrain]

Gardeners know that plants open and close their flowers at set times during the day. For example, the flowers of catmint open between 6:00 a.m. and 7:00 a.m.; orange hawkweed follows between 7:00 a.m. and 8:00 a.m.; field marigolds open at 9:00 a.m.
In “Philosophia Botanica” (1751), the great taxonomist Carl Linnaeus proposed that it should be possible to plant a floral clock. He noted that two species of daisy, the hawk’s-beard and the hawkbit, opened and closed at their respective times within about a half-hour each day. He suggested planting these daisies along with St. John’s Wort, marigolds, water-lilies and other species in a circle. The rhythmic opening and closing of the plants would be the effective hands of this clock.

Plants have carefully timed routines determined by internally generated rhythms. In 1729, Jean-Jacques d’Ortous de Mairan, a French astronomer, put a Mimosa plant in a cupboard to see what happened when it was kept in the dark. He peeked in at various times, and although the plant was permanently in the dark its leaves still opened and closed rhythmically.
Flowers of a given species all produce nectar at about the same time each day, as this increases the chances of cross-pollination. The trick works because pollinators, which in most cases means the honeybee, concentrate foraging on a particular species into a narrow time-window. In effect the honeybee has a daily diary that can include as many as nine appointments — say, 10:00 a.m., lilac; 11:30 a.m., peonies; and so on. The bees’ time-keeping is accurate to about 20 minutes.
The bee can do this because, like the plants and just about every living creature, it has a circadian clock that is reset daily to run in time with the solar cycle.
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Pawel Kuczynski (Poland)

abandoned house [part2]:Poland 1994

A new free British Sea Power download is available: here

Above is a photo i took today in My Garden.Chris had been up it to trim a few branches of a huge, & far too big ,monster Silver Beech we have........... Below is Part 2 of ' The Polish Abandoned House' video............We never went in (shame.Not for worry of "tress pass"......we were simply scared!) You can see the bed and broken windows used for escape/theft.............(a cloth on the frame to prevent cutting Your hand if you decided to do either).......................

I'm not sure If I'm doing Our House up to renew or sell.Time will tell & Italy still beckons me............



Here! Guys&Galls !! Are The Felice Brothers..........A Song For Weary Gardeners..........

abandoned house [part1]:Poland 1994

My house is ßuilt into the side of a large steep hill.It's plonked in the middle of Old Woodland.The ßack Garden is large.but very steep...you couldn't really put a lawn down.The soil is Poor......So it's always been a combination of Trees//Rocks &ßushes +suchlike.When we first moved in I did heroic work in it.But over the past 2 years I,ve hardly been down in it,let alone "garden".Partly laziness;partly 2 poor Summers here.
ßut the nice weather over the past few days persuaded Me & Chris to start clearing it .Its got so bad that it was physically impossible to clamber down into the bottom section until we hacked away at all the fallen trees (we get high Winds in Winter):overgrown Brambles/Russian Ivy/et al.It took all afternoon just to clear a Path to the bottom.My Garden has dissolved into The Rest Of The Wood! here are a few photos I took. The photo at the top of the post is halfway down the garden looking up @ the house.................................

Below is another video from Our family trip to Poland in July 1994.This time you see & hear Me & Cath walking through the tiny village of Szorenosy (try Googling it! It doesn't exist in hyperspace!.until NOW that is!).

Szorenosy was about 20 miles from the old Soviet border.It was around the time of the Soviet collapse, which i mention on the video.

This is where my Polish Family are from.Very poor.Very isolated.It always reminded me of Hansel and Gretel Fairy Tales.Dig The Wooden Houses!!!.Its kind of a place that has been washed up by history-tides.100% Catholic (although,interestingly enough, two nearby villages are Muslim! Remnants of Gengis Khans invasion?).

Since Gengis, only 2 historical events seem to be remembered.Bonaparte marched through en route to Russia (he didn't stop.probably not even breaking his stride.....).And a couple of small Nazi Death Camps ( I talked to one bloke there in 1994 who remembered the trains & smells.A year later,this 70+ Man got pissed on Vodka one night & drowned in a Well.I kid you not.It's THAT kinda place........................).

Now The Poles of Szorenosy are lovely people but this isolated place seems to need Scapegoats (invisible ones now).if something went wrong it was always the fault of "The Jews" or "The Gypsies"....or whatever.......

During this stay they mentioned a broken down abandoned house on the border of the village.It had been empty for several years.People were vague about it other than to say "A Mad Woman had lived there.but The Police came eventually and took her away...."Since then it had been empty & nobody visited.So.......this is the start of My journey towards this house.Part 2 will be later in the week!

Finally today, here is a video Chris did over the weekend with his Movie -editing Kit.Enjoy!

I have done 8 other Poland Videos so far.
Smiling
Storks & Cows
Bees2
Bees
Making Honey 1965/1994
Bread Pigs
1994
MOV04495

To The Ghosts Who Write History Books

[in an attempt to get rid of recent gremils.a new template]

thank you all for your comments this week.I will get back to you all over the weekend.In the meantime,here is a rather groovy song from The Low Anthem.Rather fine.I have have been rather poorly this week (swine-Man-Flu)I'm on holiday next week.No flights booked.......but i /We might jump on a plane on a whim.[although probably not.......]who knows?Watch this space........I will open the comments box tomorrow.....I want to add a couple of videos first.One new one by Chris + another of my Polish videos from July 1994........Until then.......Love From Me X
talking of ghosts & history books.over on My Music Blog is a recording of Buddy Holly talking on the phone to his record company (long distance?).

..........*since i changed my template i have noticed that without "The Followers" widget the page now uploads without any problem (touch wood.............)*

"sauciest":Anagram

All Hail Andy's Anagram Solver .Did you know an anagram of "Theme Thursday" can be "Hearted Thymus" or "Sauteed Rhythm"................................

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This week's Theme Thursday is "Suitcase".......................................

"There once was a rich man who was near death. He was
very grieved because he had worked so hard for his money
and he wanted to be able to take it with him to heaven. So
he began to pray that he might be able to take some of his
wealth with him.
An angel hears his plea and appears to him. “Sorry, but you
can’t take your wealth with you.” The man implores the
angel to speak to God to see if He might bend the rules.
The man continues to pray that his wealth could follow him.
The angel reappears and informs the man that God has
decided to allow him to take one suitcase with him. Over-
joyed, the man gathers his largest suitcase and fills it with
pure gold bars and places it beside his bed.
Soon afterward the man dies and shows up at the Gates of
Heaven to greet St. Peter. St. Peter seeing the suitcase
says, “Hold on, you can’t bring that in here!” But, the man
explains to St. Peter that he has permission and asks him
to verify his story with the Lord.
Sure enough, St. Peter checks and comes back saying,
“You’re right. You are allowed one carry-on bag, but I’m
supposed to check its contents before letting it through.”
St. Peter opens the suitcase to inspect the worldly items
that the man found too precious to leave behind and
exclaims, “You brought pavement?!!!” "
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Every month the magazine Uncut interviews a different Rock God.One of the questions they ask is always this one........................
Imagine I have a suitcase containing $75 million.all you have to do to pick it up and walk away is accept that in doing so a Chinese guy will fall off his bicycle and die.Do you pick up the suitcase?
This month Mark 'E' Everett (Eels) answered by saying.
"No .I don't need the money.I'm gonna let that guy live.But if I was poor and frightened I don't know I would be as generous"
Me? Being a good Catholic I would look around to make sure no one was looking:take the Suitcase;Feel very guilty for the rest of my life............................