Monthly Archives: Feb 2010

A Peony and knots

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7°C, storm approaching.

Sky is leaden heavy with rain today, not that I minded. It’s been a rather tumultuous week. I’d like to pull the threads that are woven through the last month. Pull them hard so that they straighten out. They’d be easier to follow straightened out. You have to be careful though, doing that just makes the oddly twisted bits knot up so that you can’t undo them.

Tomorrow will see the downpour. I can plant my new plants and skip watering them. Too many Lupins. Look out for a bloke ignoring the rainfall, padding about deciding where to put site them. At least the potted ones can move.
Tired and blurred now; everything I see is blurred like the asbo kids on TV. Best to bed.

Photo from my mobile. The quality is worse than usual probably because the light was fading. Pictures in full daylight are clearer.

Some light

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7-3°C, showers, now clear.

Rab tells me her story, well my story but my memory eludes me of those fifteen minutes on the 10th that I can’t account for. I was indeed out cold, I had blankets put over me, maybe over my head (this bit I struggle to believe). I must have been out for a while rather than staggering about with amnesia. Then I got up, or tried to. After falling back to the tarmac, I got up enough to be assisted to the opposite footpath where I sat myself.
Strange, strange memorys. The thought of losing that time is quite unsettling, I’ve not had anything to compare in my life before.

The Kite Runner: tonight’s excellent film.

Crucifixion.

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2°C, cold, then sleet

08.15: Walsall Wood Crucifixion:
Drove the usual route to work, road closed at Walsall Wood, could see police cars closed the road at both ends and they re-directed traffic. The approach is downhill so I looked ahead to see- was it a crash, a burst water pipe or a fire. Then I saw it, a man’s body hanging limply from a lamp-post. The lights were red and I stopped at the front to turn right. Not only was he hanging limp as dead, but there was a wooden 2×3" through his arms. He was up there, crucified. It was like a scene from Breugel. The lights changed and I drove right, concentrating on the traffic, I really didn’t want to be the rubber-neck that hits something.

One fireman was trying to cover him up with a blue towel, the other held another from his position on a ladder. The body, white and naked hanging lifeless was male, fair hair hung over his face.
I got to work, but faltered there. They let me off first lesson and covered my register. What was this? I head filled with thoughts, first of a suicide; then after talking it through- a lynching. But now, I just don’t know, was it all some drunken prank by a bunch of inebriated macho-men.
There is nothing on the news yet.
First report: Yamyam

Blond and rouge

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 -1°C, Sun, less wind

Puzzling over the missing few minutes of my life yesterday. Need to speak to the witnesses to find out how long I was out. Still feeling the effects today; interesting because I have never had memory loss before. Problem now is that I get up to do something, and walk to whichever place, and forget why I’m there. Yeah, I know everyone does this from time to time, but this is happening most of the time today (and yesterday).

The cuts to my nose, the ones that were glued, were probably caused by these glasses getting crushed against my face on hitting the ground. I will try to claim for a replacement pair.

Think you’ve had a bad day?

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-1°C. Clear + snow showers

The worst ride to work yet. Involved a severe deflection by a lorry, a tarmac bounce and later, stitches. Parts the collision I can’t remember, there are two gaps in my memory and since, I have  been behaving like a dopey person. Later I find out the damage to my bike, it’s being brought back as I write.

I have witness details and damage to repair- my phone broke in the fall, the bike may be out of action for a while too.
Drew this picture while waiting in A&E, it calmed my hands at the time, took away some of the shaking.

The Aberystwyth Starlings event

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5°C, grey, damp and cold. C=56 miles

Starlings roost on the pier in Aberystwyth each night. They fly there each afternoon at sunset.

Well worth the trip to the coast to see this. Flocks fly in without interval, each in a rounded mass which them dive under the pier to spend the night on the girders underneath.

Mahonia

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2°C, Icy start, then heavy rain. Not safe enough to cycle

New music arrived this week.

  • Frank Zappa: Shut up ‘n’ play yer guitar
  • Frank Zappa; The Grand Wazoo
  • Frank Zappa: Burnt Weeny Sandwich
  • Frank Zappa: Sheikh Yerbouti
  • Max Richter: The Blue Notebooks
  • Max Richter: 24 Postcards

The Zappa ones are American imports bought solely for iPodding.

(Un)professionals

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2°C, dangerous ice this morning, snow at work.

The hard winter drags on. The incompetence of professionals is a real problem right now. My solicitor is a liar, the other’s can’t spell. Enact had the gall to blame a hold on my mortgage transfer on me cancelling the transaction. Liars!
Further; the Inland Revenue have sent me a tax code for a job I have never had with Staffordshire Education Authority. They have installed a new computer data handling system, but are relying on us to get their raw data correct. They have the correct facts already so why foist the problem upon us? With numbers of inept ‘professionals’, this nation deserves to be bankrupt.

 /Rant.