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Thursday, January 21, 2016
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Monday, January 04, 2016
Chirrup
The free birds are giving up their singing,
The first thing they do each morning is login.
Ostriches have learned to wear bras
And bolster their self-esteem with mindfulness.
Meanwhile rabbits are mesmerised by television;
They can't take their eyes off 24-hour news.
Even slugs are slowly moving with the times,
They all speak pure Estuary with glottal stops.
In hives there is a new type of bee, it seems,
Not a worker, a drone or a queen but a flaneur.
The flaneur bee is too heavy to fly and couldn't care
Less.
--
Stephen Moran
The first thing they do each morning is login.
Ostriches have learned to wear bras
And bolster their self-esteem with mindfulness.
Meanwhile rabbits are mesmerised by television;
They can't take their eyes off 24-hour news.
Even slugs are slowly moving with the times,
They all speak pure Estuary with glottal stops.
In hives there is a new type of bee, it seems,
Not a worker, a drone or a queen but a flaneur.
The flaneur bee is too heavy to fly and couldn't care
Less.
--
Stephen Moran
Friday, December 25, 2015
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Prelude and Fugue
Things aren't out to get you, it's you who are clumsy.
...The train wasn't late, you missed it.
It's not that what you wanted wasn't there, but you,
...You looked like you were moving, yet no more
Than the swaying of trees that answer only to the wind,
...And move only to stay where they are.
Your actions are like the flickering of a candle flame
...As the time it measures dwindles
.........to no more.
But trees don't walk. Don't wait for trees to walk,
...Go and caress them, whisper to their silence.
And if you quench a candle with your lips tonight,
...Relight it tomorrow night
.........with your hands.
--
Stephen Moran
Note: The dots are to simulate indentation, which is not possible in the normal way on Blogger.
...The train wasn't late, you missed it.
It's not that what you wanted wasn't there, but you,
...You looked like you were moving, yet no more
Than the swaying of trees that answer only to the wind,
...And move only to stay where they are.
Your actions are like the flickering of a candle flame
...As the time it measures dwindles
.........to no more.
But trees don't walk. Don't wait for trees to walk,
...Go and caress them, whisper to their silence.
And if you quench a candle with your lips tonight,
...Relight it tomorrow night
.........with your hands.
--
Stephen Moran
Note: The dots are to simulate indentation, which is not possible in the normal way on Blogger.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
Friday, December 11, 2015
How to open walnuts
"Don't use a nutcracker. Apart from being very hard to crack with a nutcracker, the walnut will break into fragments. You might even put someone's eye out with flying pieces of shell. Here's a much easier way to open it and get the walnut out in better shape. Trust me, you'll never go back to using a nutcracker."
Willesden Herald Kitchen Testing Laboratories # 7
Tuesday, December 08, 2015
Conversations with the first alien scout
"Ni hao? Hola? Hello?"
"Wotcha."
"Hmm. Wie geht's? Pryvet?"
"Yewoh?"
"Shalom?"
"Wos yer game!?"
"What is your energy source?"
"We eat stuff."
"Okaaay. Crude. How long do you live?"
"About 80 years."
"What!? Are you serious?"
"'fraid so."
"Is there a waste output resulting from this 'eating'? I'd like to see it."
"No you wouldn't."
"I like what you've done with that star."
"We didn't do anything, it was like that."
"We don't have a planet of our own."
"Oh yeh?"
"Did you notice you have a loose roof tile there?"
Bob Harmless
"Wotcha."
"Hmm. Wie geht's? Pryvet?"
"Yewoh?"
"Shalom?"
"Wos yer game!?"
"What is your energy source?"
"We eat stuff."
"Okaaay. Crude. How long do you live?"
"About 80 years."
"What!? Are you serious?"
"'fraid so."
"Is there a waste output resulting from this 'eating'? I'd like to see it."
"No you wouldn't."
"I like what you've done with that star."
"We didn't do anything, it was like that."
"We don't have a planet of our own."
"Oh yeh?"
"Did you notice you have a loose roof tile there?"
Bob Harmless
Monday, December 07, 2015
Wednesday, December 02, 2015
Oak terrorising a hawthorn
Labels:
hawthorn,
oak,
photo,
streets,
Willesden Herald Copyright Photos
Dublin Christmas streets
Harry Lemon has been to Dublin and reports that it was looking good, albeit the stormy weather was inimical to brass monkeys.#dublin #christmas #christmaslights #carolsingers
Posted by The Willesden Herald on Monday, 30 November 2015
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Harrow Road snaps
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| London Print Studio |
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| Corner of First Avenue |
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| All Stars Gym, where Frank Bruno trained |
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| Half Penny Steps bridge over the Grand Union canal |
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| Willesden Junction from the number 18 bus |
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| Sahar Food Centre, Harlesden from the number 18 bus |
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| Derelict nursery under development, Harlesden |
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| London Plane trees, Stonebridge |
Labels:
architecture,
photo,
railway,
shops,
signs,
streets,
water,
Willesden Herald Copyright Photos
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Saturday afternoon
Labels:
ash,
oak,
photo,
streets,
Willesden Herald Copyright Photos
Monday, November 16, 2015
A dog's dictionary
Ah-ah!
I'm not really going to hit you.
Bad!
You are the lowest, most despicable creature on the face of the earth.
Coochycoo
I'm lonely.
Down!
Well done, impressive, keep it up!
Ew!
Congratulations, you really stink!
Fox
A free dog
Garden
Small poo field
House
Emergency poo field
Park
Huge poo field
Sic!
Thus!
Thattaboy
I love you.
Tsk
Creep slowly away.
Walkies
We're going for a holiday right now!
Bob Harmless
I'm not really going to hit you.
Bad!
You are the lowest, most despicable creature on the face of the earth.
Coochycoo
I'm lonely.
Down!
Well done, impressive, keep it up!
Ew!
Congratulations, you really stink!
Fox
A free dog
Garden
Small poo field
House
Emergency poo field
Park
Huge poo field
Sic!
Thus!
Thattaboy
I love you.
Tsk
Creep slowly away.
Walkies
We're going for a holiday right now!
Bob Harmless
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Thursday, November 05, 2015
Haytarma
Haytarma (Return) is the name of a traditional dance and the inspiration for this film about the mass deportation of the Crimean Tatars by Stalin at the end of the second world war. The film had its London premiere at Dash Café in Shoreditch last night. You can watch it here on YouTube. It tells the story of a Tatar war hero caught up in the events.
Wednesday, November 04, 2015
Horsenden Hill Park on Sunday
Tuesday, November 03, 2015
Monday, November 02, 2015
North Greenford Road
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Paula Meehan at Women of the World 2014
Many highlights. A great communicator, with humour and ranging the gamut of emotions.
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