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NEWSFLASH Handsome hunks stop traffic with dripping wet strut down centre of highway!

Just what, exactly, are you trying to tell me? St Johns Park, New Town. February 2011. Historically speaking, barbed wire is a reasonably recent invention. Emerging in the 1860s, it is all about inexpensively securing property. At its most straightforward, barbed wire fencing requires only posts, wire, and some kind of fixing device. Even better, any bugger can assemble it! It’s also awfully useful for cleaning your teeth. 50-50 , by Langston Hughes I’m all alone in this world, she said, Ain’t got nobody to share my bed, Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter’s I ain’t got no man. Big Boy opened his mouth and said, Trouble with you is You ain’t got no head! If you had a head and used your mind You could have me with you All the time. She answered, Babe, what must I do? He said, Share your bed— And your money, too.

How long before you reckon he can get the whole arm in there?

H for Henry! St Johns Avenue, New Town. February 2011. Primo Levi’s The Periodic Table is a collection of short stories connected by a narrative thread drawn together by the eponymous tabular display of the chemical elements that cursed the lives of many a science student! Levi – a chemist by trade – takes the kaleidoscope of chemistry to create a vision of the synthesis of life. Like most of his books, it is autobiographical in tone, with all 21 stories inspired by a chemical element. To Levi each element had an associative value and he explores its properties and their capacity to drive certain thoughts and trigger specific memories. As a (decidedly) layperson on the chemical front, he does a beautiful job. As with all of Primo Levi’s books, I encourage all of you to get out there and read them. NOW! Another book I’ve finished is Daniel Kehlmann's Fame . All about identity, this is an Austrian page turner filled with overlapping narratives and literary devices. Think League of G...

One day we’re going to swing so hard that we’ll make it all the way over to the other shore!

It seems rather PUBLIC to me. St John’s Avenue, New Town. February 2011. While I understand the necessity of communicating a particular message to specific parties, I am certain that it is unnecessary to shout. Moreover, good manners will get you everywhere sir!

For some reason they opted for that well known taste combination of choc mint and banana. It didn’t seem to stop them. As as special bonus, here's Henry eating his!