I dug out an old school book, from way back when I was 8-ish. Here’s a look at the random stuff I wrote about back then. I was an electronics geek even back then… And a consummate storyteller. I hadn’t quite grasped the finer points of evolution though. And while I now love spiders, I …
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Tea! The most important drink of the day. Even on top of the highest mountain in England.
The Parthenon: Changing the guard – High kicks are a Must:
So, tomorrow; the future. Flying cars, food in pill form and holidays on the moon. I can’t wait. And I’ve managed to keep this thing going for five years, which rather amazes me. This evening will involve Tea and Cake at The Hidden Tea Room.
Last night I spent forty-odd minutes thirty-ish feet below Holborn in the Kingsway Tram Tunnel, the reason was because I’d always wondered what was down there. The event that made it possible was Chord an installation art piece by Conrad Shawcross. The art is basically a large rope weaving machine, slowly weaving 300m of multicolored …
