I spotted these two whilst out with the dog. It struck me how much like a pair of jack-in-a-boxes they were.
Author: Steve
Seven Deadly Bins
The seven deadly sins – pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath and sloth depicted here by various images of wheelie bins. Not sure which one is which but they are nearly all in there. you decide for yourself.
Everyone Loves The Pub
This is very much a work in progress so please check back in for updates. You might recognise the beat, sure Mick and co will be fine with it. Clearly needs more adding to it.
Hair Brushed and Parted…
At the weekend I attended two separate events. The first was a football match and the second a music concert. I was thinking during both of these that I would not describe myself a typical attendee of either. This then led me to ponder just what a typical football support of gig-goer was like. When… Continue reading Hair Brushed and Parted…
Now That’s What I Call Me
There is a radio station called Greatest Hits Radio. I confess that I haven’t brought myself to actually listen to it so I shall refrain from being too critical but if there was ever a radio station for our time this has to be it. I am not a great lover of the greatest hits… Continue reading Now That’s What I Call Me
Culture (Book Extract)
Hey there Mrs lovely moon You’re lonely and you’re blue It’s kinda strange the way you change But then again we all do too Devendra Banhart “Little Yellow Spider” 2004 When I gaze upon the night sky and wonder at the beauty of the stars, twinkling away, it is easy to understand how the picture… Continue reading Culture (Book Extract)
Introduction (Book Extract)
We are born with very few innate faculties. Unlike most other mammals we are unable to carry out all but the most rudimentary of actions and activity, but the first one is to engage in the pursuit of attachment and connection to our fellow human beings. Eventually, we start to think a bit more and… Continue reading Introduction (Book Extract)
But You Find Out Life Isn’t Like That…
By grimly hanging onto a distorted vision of the past we deny ourselves, our communities, our nations and our world from going forward into a yet to be realised, but usually better, future.
Jai Guru Deva Om
“Nothings going change my world” I wonder what John Lennon meant when he wrote those words. By all accounts he was lying in bed with his first wife sometime in 1967 and he was particularly annoyed by what he perceived to be her constantly going on about something and the words felt like they kept… Continue reading Jai Guru Deva Om
I’ll Find Out Over Time
I have recently finished reading an excellent book by Pankaj Mishra entitled ‘Age of Anger: A History of the Present’. The book closes with this: The contradictions and costs of a minority’s progress, long suppressed by historical revisionism, blustery denial and aggressive equivocation, have become visible on a planetary scale. They encourage the suspicion –… Continue reading I’ll Find Out Over Time