Archives for 2019

The rock face was steep, few footholds and no espresso carts on the way up.

But with my new GripTheWorld shoes I walked up like I was on the way to work at a bank (horrible image I know!).

We are celebrating the progress made in the world. We do this every day. And then we design something new.

Abstract, still life, breathing life – we don’t care.

A renaissance.

Shake, rattle and roll.

An old car.

A creaky bone-age.

A sign of “they’re sure dancing now”.

Instructions on a can of hair spray.

How to make still water carbonated.

And the beat goes on.

Take three eggs, stir, shake, bake and fry.

This terrible-sounding recipe was actually wonderful, it went down well and had, many other, hundreds of other, ingredients.

It is said that a famous rock and roll band (Led Zeppelin) may have been inspired by eating too many portions, too many times.

History, it seems, is made in the baking.

Some small towns serve apple pie.

It is not certain if you are eating apple pie that you are in a small town.

Some of us, we’ll remain nameless, had to eat humble pie the other day, it was delicious but we were in the center of a major city.

We have decided to lead you, and anyone you can see or hear, to a greater victory than ever imagined. The lights will all turn green as you approach.

The difficulty is that we have to decide on a battle to win, if we don’t it’ll be all humble and no pie.

Nothing but red dust and rocks until we went over the small crest and there in front of us was the legendary ruined track.

Painful thorn-covered bushes, color-streaked rocks and visible geological strata, small dry-looking trees strung out miles into the distance with an occasional rolling hill always studded with rocky lookout points.

A little later we saw suddenly next to us, as if a canyon revealed only at the last moment, the pool. A natural oasis of blue-green pure water, a social center for mountain lions.

The long way home.