Wednesday, December 06, 2006

The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place



I've said it before and I'll say it again, don't fuck with mother nature.

Usually the top step lies flush with dry land - that'll be the concrete bit at the bottom of the picture. It took half an hour to get from usually to when I took the picture. That's a whole lot of water came floating past.

A few days ago I watched the mud churned murky brown water tumble and eddy around Chuffy's prow. It was mesmerising watching the power of the flow
as it cascaded past, almost terrifying. I'm enjoying watching the gulls go skimming past on the surface, looking slightly confused at their unplanned progress back down towards the lock.



Tunes: Explosions In The Sky: The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place

Spooky Alien Writing


I won't bore you all with the tortuous tale of what it took to get my old hard drive put in Mook's old Powerbook - complete with spooky alien screen writing - but to cut a long story short the bastards erased my hard drive. Everything. The lot.

Fuckers.

Still, every cloud and all that, at least I have a nice clean hard drive from which to start afresh. The good news for anyone who's emailed of late and not heard back is that I'm back on email again and I'm ready to start ploughing through the 300 + messages that are currently sitting in my inbox.

Life's been a little crazy of late but in a good way.


Tunes: And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead: World's Apart