Ancient cottage in a wood....
WHERE MY CARAVAN HAS RESTED
HOMER (DUH........)
HEY NONNY NONNY....
My favourite evil little girl...
I LOVE TO GO A-WANDERING
In thoughtful mood.....
CUTE AND CUDDLY
KING AND COUNTRY
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WHAT I`M READING...LE PAPILLON & LE PHALENE - GRAND COEURS EN PETIT TAILLE - Jean-Marie Vanbutsele
THE LAST FILM I SAW....
" PACIFIC RIM" - great fun. Gojira meets Neon Genesis Evangelion
Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Monday, July 19, 2004
WIRED
No posts for nine days, and that`s how long the landline has been down.
But after many battles with the BT automated fault report line, yesterday a rather attractive engineer arrived. He remarked what a lovely day it was, and how good to be out in the sun. He asked where my line went, and I pointed into the trees. He vanished, whistling, into the wood.
Five hours later he emerged, having made the intimate acquaintance of all the more brambly areas, and attempted all my leaning telephone poles, many bearing the dreaded red D - DANGER, DRYROT, DO NOT ATTEMPT - take your pick. He was heavily encrusted with samples of all the more adhesive varieties of local vegetation, punctured by nettles, and steaming with rage.
The fault was due to a botched repair made during previous routine maintenance.
His language was magnificent.
But now I`m back online. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
But after many battles with the BT automated fault report line, yesterday a rather attractive engineer arrived. He remarked what a lovely day it was, and how good to be out in the sun. He asked where my line went, and I pointed into the trees. He vanished, whistling, into the wood.
Five hours later he emerged, having made the intimate acquaintance of all the more brambly areas, and attempted all my leaning telephone poles, many bearing the dreaded red D - DANGER, DRYROT, DO NOT ATTEMPT - take your pick. He was heavily encrusted with samples of all the more adhesive varieties of local vegetation, punctured by nettles, and steaming with rage.
The fault was due to a botched repair made during previous routine maintenance.
His language was magnificent.
But now I`m back online. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
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