Unexpected post

Sitting, somewhat incongruously, in Ambassador Lounge at Changi International in Singapore awaiting connecting flight to New Zealand. Just been reading 'Overshoot' by Willam Catton, which has made my current location seem ifinitely more perverse. It would make more sense to go home, probably on foot, and begin growing vegetables and working out a source of regular heat.
The current 'financial crisis' makes some sense with regard to Catton's view of over-exuberance and the endless demand for ever-sustained 'growth' and increasing living standards. I shall definitely be reading Phil Knight (philzone.blogspot.com/) and John Michael Greer more closely.
Don't feel any less overwhelmed about what 'the right thing to do' is.

Out of country. Back 2012. Season's greetings.

..divided we fall

London 30.11.11

I was feeling somewhat empty, so put these up to cheer me up.

These two gents were displaying their version of the longbowmen of olde England.

They were really into it.

It seemed, given the right circumstances, that they might well fill the sky with arrows and halt the tired French cavalry.

This may well have nothing to do with anything. Or everything to do with something.

I quite liked the amount of effort, knowledge and skill that had gone into such a pointless activity. Of course, if the Peak Oil chaps are correct, we may need this knowledge and skill again.

They are still there. They are still talking.

I'm really not sure how to react to such riches.

Thoroughly enjoying re-reading Jim Thompson currently. No one is innocent, everyone is implicated. Some people are stronger and they maintain their position by oppressing, controlling and duping the weak. However everyone's luck runs out eventually as they lose their touch, looks, grip. Everyone dies. Somehow this is very enjoyable.

Outta my mind on a Saturday night
1970 rollin' in sight
Radio burnin' up above
Beautiful baby, be my love 

All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright, I feel alright

Baby oh baby, burn my heart
Baby oh baby, burn my heart
Fall apart babe, fall apart
Baby oh baby, burn my heart 

 

All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away

I feel alright
I feel alright



Adapt, keep lean, survive. You can't stand still Grandad.

One day, my son, all this will be yours............................

At the centre of the Golden Triangle

It was just my 'magination, runnin' away with me

Enclosure

Palace of desire

Ain't another woman that can take your spot my-

If I wrote you a symphony,
Just to say how much you mean to me (what would you do?)
If I told you you were beautiful
Would you date me on the regular (tell me, would you?)
Well, baby I've been around the world
But I ain't seen myself another girl (like you)
This ring here represents my heart
But there's just one thing I need from you (say "I do")

[Chorus:]Yeah, because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Ooooh, girl
My love
My love

Now, if I wrote you a love note
And made you smile with every word I wrote (what would you do?)
Would that make you want to change your scene
And wanna be the one on my team (tell me, would you?)
See, what's the point of waiting anymore?
Cause girl I've never been more sure (that baby, it's you)
This ring here represents my heart
And everything that you've been waiting for (just say "I do")

[Chorus:]
Yeah, because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Ooooh, girl
My love
My love

[T.I.'s rap:]Alright it's time to get it JT
I don't know why she hesitates for man
Shorty, cool as a fan
On the new once again
But, still has fan from Peru to Japan
Listen baby, I don't wanna ruin your plan
If you got a man, try to lose him if you can
Cause the girls worldwide throw their hands up high
When they wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy
(Trust me) You don't really wanna let the chance go by
'cause you ain't been seen wit a man so fly
Baby friends so fly I can go fly
Private, cause I handle my B.I.
They call me candle guy, simply because I am on fire
I hate to have to cancel my vacation so you can't deny
I'm patient, but I ain't gonna try
You don't come, I ain't gonna die
Hold up, what you mean, you can't go why?
Me and your boyfriend we ain't no tie
You say you wanna kick it when I ain't so high?
Well, baby it's obvious that I ain't your guy
Ain't gon' lie, I feel your space
But forget your face, I swear I will
St. Bart, St. Bulla anywhere I chill
Just bring wit me a pair, I will

 [Chorus:]I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
(Love) My love
(Love) My love
(Love) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(Love) My love
(Love) My love
(Love) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Ooooh, girl
My love
My love

Copped Hall

For Nicola

What on earth is going on here?

Playground

When the Church has gone home and Weightwatchers have packed up, the lads often come in ones and twos. They stand around the bollards by the blue doors smoking spliffs and talking into phones. Sometimes girls come but they tend to be louder. Occasionally a big group of up to ten will stand by the steps and against the iron fence shouting and flirting and drinking bottled beer and takeaway chicken. At nights the older boys come in their pimped up cars sitting side by side, talking window to window, not getting out. Later on still, on Fridays and Saturdays, sudden shrieks come from the dark. It can sound like something brutal and violent, but is usually just foxes.

There's always someone who's willing to listen

Out of the depths

That was a good day

I know, I know, but it is beautiful isn't it?

It was hard to believe that 1500 slave-workers had died in the construction of the Sun Palace

Cricket clubhouse, Woodford Green

Investment opportunity. Close to local amenities. Stunning waterside location. Overlooking Olympic site. 24 hour patrols. Secure parking. Electronic entry system.

Go on. You deserve it. You've worked hard. You deserve every penny.