I'm the darkness in the light
I'm the leftness in the right
I'm the rightness in the wrong
I'm the shortness in the long
I'm the goodness in the bad
I'm the saneness in the mad
I'm the sadness in the joy
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy
I'm the ghost in the machine
I'm the genius in the gene
I'm the beauty in the beast
I'm the sunset in the east
I'm the ruby in the dust
I'm the trust in the mistrust
I'm the Trojan horse in Troy
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy
I'm the tigers empty cage
I'm the mysterys final page
I'm the stranger's lonely glance
I'm the hero's only chance
I'm the undiscovered land
I'm the single grain of sand
I'm the christmas morning toy
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy
I'm the world you'll never see
I'm the slave you'll never free
I'm the truth you'll never know
I'm the place you'll never go
I'm the sound you'll never hear
I'm the course you'll never steer
I'm the will you'll not destroy
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy
I'm the half-truth in the lie
I'm the why not in the why
I'm the last roll of the die
I'm the old school in the tie
I'm the spirit in the sky
I'm the catcher in the rye
I'm the twinkle in her eye
I'm the Jeff Goldblum in the fly
Who am I?
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Felting by hand
Why is it so flipping difficult?? I mean, wash wool in hot water and it shrinks right? But when you try to do it on purpose it refuses to play nicely!
Grr!
Grr!
Txt Spk
No Spk Eng - Richard Baker
I hv a drm, whr ppl cn spk proprly,
Nstd ov usng jrgn,& tlkng ttl rbbsh.
Its vry frstrtng, &I h8 it al.
Wots evry1s prblm?
Th Eng lang hz evlvd ovr thsnds ov yrs,
Frm lng ded, & out ov use dlcts,
Combnng nflunces frm so mny othr srces,
Bt luk @ us al now
Wot hv we bcom?
I wz on a trn th othr dy, whn I saw a gy txtng sum1.
He wz usng txt lang & I jst wntd 2 stnd up& say,
"Oi! Stp it, 4 gds sake!"
I ddnt.
Bt mayb I shud av, it wud hv mde him thnk 4 a chng.
How mch tim dos evry1 need 2 sav in spch,
Only 2 los it al agn in th tim it taks 2 intrprt?
My dream is rather erudite.
Monday, 21 April 2008
Extreme knitting
After talking with Amy last week (having recently converted her back to the ways of the wool) we've decided that a little extreme knitting and crochet is called for. We've started off by taking it public (the cafe and jungle gym bit of LC2 while Chelle ran round after Alfie) but now we need to expand...knitting isn't just for indoors you know?
Watch this space :)
Watch this space :)
Saturday, 19 April 2008
You can take Time away from the Chavs...
...but give them Oceana and you're right back where you started!
Yes it's shiny and new and lovely and what have you but in a couple of months, it'll still be the same old place. It happened to Ritzy's, it happened to Time 10 years later and Oceana will head the same way. Apart, possibly, from the New York Disco. That place is as camp as a row of pink tents in Canal Street...that'll go the way of Flares.
Shame really, such a big refurbishment and re-design but the only way Luminar could stop it getting trashed by the Swansea Massive is to pick it up and transport it somewhere else. Like the Moon maybe?
Yes it's shiny and new and lovely and what have you but in a couple of months, it'll still be the same old place. It happened to Ritzy's, it happened to Time 10 years later and Oceana will head the same way. Apart, possibly, from the New York Disco. That place is as camp as a row of pink tents in Canal Street...that'll go the way of Flares.
Shame really, such a big refurbishment and re-design but the only way Luminar could stop it getting trashed by the Swansea Massive is to pick it up and transport it somewhere else. Like the Moon maybe?
Sunday, 13 April 2008
The little things you do...
...drive me insane. My brother's kids are staying with us or a month (ages not quite 2 and not quite 3) and this weekend, he's also here with his wife. They are doing my head in like you wouldn't believe.
It's nothing and everything all at the same time...I just get the urge to tell them all to shut the fuck up and stop invading my personal space. I'm trying to get job applications done so I'm in my room with the door shut and my brother comes in and starts talking to me...'What are you doing? Looking for a job?' Yes, and it was quiet till you lot came back so would you do me a favour and go away so I can get on with it in peace? 'So-rry, no need to be like that about it'
It's not that I object to talking to him, just that wherever he goes, the kids follow him so then there ends up with all of us in the smallest fricking room in the house, the kids breaking things and writing over everything that you're really not supposed to write on and then one of them will start crying so the other will join in and then my sister-in-law will start shouting to my brother that the kids are crying and he'll shout back and I swear I will end up throwing someone or something through a window!
The personal space thing is fucking annoying too...the other night, I was watching TV and getting on with some crochet when niece the elder comes in an sits on the little bit of chair you get where the front of the seat curves around to the arms and niece the younger sits on my feet so there are 3 of us in a space about 3' square...Niece the elder, there are other chairs you can sit on you know, you do not have to share mine! Cue screaming as niece the elder runs to Nanny to tell her that I'm telling her off!
I'm thinking of emigrating for the next two weeks...there's only so much of this I can take!
It's nothing and everything all at the same time...I just get the urge to tell them all to shut the fuck up and stop invading my personal space. I'm trying to get job applications done so I'm in my room with the door shut and my brother comes in and starts talking to me...'What are you doing? Looking for a job?' Yes, and it was quiet till you lot came back so would you do me a favour and go away so I can get on with it in peace? 'So-rry, no need to be like that about it'
It's not that I object to talking to him, just that wherever he goes, the kids follow him so then there ends up with all of us in the smallest fricking room in the house, the kids breaking things and writing over everything that you're really not supposed to write on and then one of them will start crying so the other will join in and then my sister-in-law will start shouting to my brother that the kids are crying and he'll shout back and I swear I will end up throwing someone or something through a window!
The personal space thing is fucking annoying too...the other night, I was watching TV and getting on with some crochet when niece the elder comes in an sits on the little bit of chair you get where the front of the seat curves around to the arms and niece the younger sits on my feet so there are 3 of us in a space about 3' square...Niece the elder, there are other chairs you can sit on you know, you do not have to share mine! Cue screaming as niece the elder runs to Nanny to tell her that I'm telling her off!
I'm thinking of emigrating for the next two weeks...there's only so much of this I can take!
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Hmmm...how did this happen?
I seem to have a blog after avoiding them for so long!
Who knows how long it will last though, with a combination of apathy and a crap memory it could be days before I remember and come back or it could be in about half an hours time...I like to keep people guessing!
Who knows how long it will last though, with a combination of apathy and a crap memory it could be days before I remember and come back or it could be in about half an hours time...I like to keep people guessing!
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