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No Fixed Abode, Home Counties, United Kingdom
I’m a 60-year-old Aspergic gardening CAD-Monkey. Sardonic, cynical and with the political leanings of a social reformer, I’m also a toy and model figure collector, particularly interested in the history of plastics and plastic toys. Other interests are history, current affairs, modern art, and architecture, gardening and natural history. I love plain chocolate, fireworks and trees, but I don’t hug them, I do hug kittens. I hate ignorance, when it can be avoided, so I hate the 'educational' establishment and pity the millions they’ve failed with teaching-to-test and rote 'learning' and I hate the short-sighted stupidity of the entire ruling/industrial elite, with their planet destroying fascism and added “buy-one-get-one-free”. Likewise, I also have no time for fools and little time for the false crap we're all supposed to pretend we haven't noticed, or the games we're supposed to play. I will 'bite the hand that feeds', to remind it why it feeds.

Monday, November 4, 2019

News, Views Etc . . . Walking Wounded

Aye . . . it is a truth universally recognised that a man in need of some kindling must be in line for a life-lesson of some kind . . .

. . . on the left you see my left thumb as it is currently decorated, on the right is my other thumb, over which has been superimposed the magical Dwarfen rune-mark of Kuttheer, which - you may have guessed where this in going - I applied with some success to my left thumb earlier today (Saturday)!

The instrument of my success and a mock-up of the method employed. It lacks the finesse of a Swan Morton, I'll be the first to admit, being - I think - an old meat-clever but did the job in the split second I took my eye off the ball and my mind off the task!

Still, it'll stop throbbing in a day or two - if it knows what's good for it; Of course, had the bone not halted the exercise, I would have lost the tip, which Frimley Park could have cauterised and it would have been usable in a few days, but instead I have a flap which is part thumb, and part thumb-nail, which is - itself - part attached to the flap and part attached to the rest of the thumb-nail, so there will be some interesting developments as that all grows-out and sorts itself!

I tell you all this not to elicit sympathy; I don't deserve it for such an act of pure idiocy, but just to report that it has slowed me down a bit - even opening the click-shut bags or take-away tubs I keep everything in is suddenly not so easy, it turns-out that civilisation is prerequisite not just upon the possession of opposable-thumbs, but on having a minimum of two of them, both working!

I do have lots of stuff in Picasa, so I'll cobble some articles together, but I may drop-off the posting-rate for a week or two.

Having just had the third-equal best month ever (if I'd been paying attention I would have got one more out for a new record!) and being already in the second best year, I think I can ease-off as we head toward the holiday season and a glorious sunlit upland of Lib-Lab-Green-SNP squabble-feast coalition!

Smell that? No, not fireworks . . . the death-liquor of Brwreakshit, as the remains of the Conservative party (now mostly semi-fascist, Tory-boy piss-ants) and Farage's fuckwitted ner-do-wells go head-to-head over the ideology of isolationism in a global world! Well . . . cross-fingers - 'cos I can't do a double thumbs-up!

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