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Use the occasion, for it passes swiftly.

Grass will grow. East Derwent Highway, Lindisfarne. August 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... Bare necessity? The public health implications of removing pubic hair. France faces up to her past. Allowed itself to be tied to one man's (anti-American) agenda. Overpromised on leaks it never delivered, overhyped ones it did. Cavalier in not redacting dissidents' names. Once seemed a game-changer; now a one-man soap opera... How WikiLeaks Blew It. It seems quite simple really. How is rape defined in different countries? It's not about the outcomes... Gillard and Abbott’s ‘race to the top’ to support private schools. On that: The membrane that surrounds the political debate over school education policy is highly resilient. In this b...

An unexciting truth may be eclipsed by a thrilling lie.

FP 1.6. East Derwent Highway, Lindisfarne. June 2012. Sunday Top Five? As I am in a slightly misanthropic mood today, how about My Top Five Things That Used To Be Better Than They Are Now ? Music. It just was. Young people. They also had better hair. Memories. They were closer back then. Manners. My God they were! Football. Blokes used to get stretchered off because of concussion. Now it's torn ankle ligaments.

A big man has no time really to do anything but just sit and be big.

Down low atop the overpass. East Derwent Highway, Lindisfarne. May 2012. Theme Thursday and I still haven't posted? Damn! NEIGHBOURS. Gay bars? NEIGHBOURS! Hay cars? NEIGHBOURS!! Toppled Tsars? NEIGHBOURS!!! Hekmatyar's? Gulbuddin Hekmatyar??? For crying out loud, NEIGHBOURS!!! I don't know why I am, just that some days I am.