Tributes to Cyclops have been pouring in from all over the world including one from the DalaiLamaT, (It was signed Mr D Lama) saying Cyclops will be born as a higher being in the next reincarnation. The can only mean a Shaw's Gird!
The move back to Newcastle-u-Lyme is paused until PUF gets a new dynamo and I am spending my time looking for work and renewing useful contacts in the West Midlands while struggling with the new Mac Os Lion that is designed for cloud computing and making a move away from mouse to gesture. It seems a great improvement but old computers struggle to keep up and days have been spent 'tweaking'. I seem to have seriously injured my spine when lifting heavy boxes and have trouble when not completely immobile. The Land of Cokaygne has temporarily changed into The Land of Backpain. 'It must be agony!' you cry in unision. 'Only when I laugh.' I reply.
I miss Indonesia and find Britain a crowded boring little country. Indonesia on the other hand is a large crowded chaotic country with skinks. I am so bored I have started to build a a squirrel run in Viv's garden. The picture is of a rough prototype to test the thinness of branches the squirrels will cross to reach the food. Once this has been established - Houston, we have blast off!
There is an underlying thought that perhaps I may be able to bring the squirrels down to within snapping height for the foxes and then by the light of the setting sun, gin and tonic in hand, Viv will be able to sit and watch the leaping foxes through the windows of her conservatory. Wouldn't that be grand?
The move back to Newcastle-u-Lyme is paused until PUF gets a new dynamo and I am spending my time looking for work and renewing useful contacts in the West Midlands while struggling with the new Mac Os Lion that is designed for cloud computing and making a move away from mouse to gesture. It seems a great improvement but old computers struggle to keep up and days have been spent 'tweaking'. I seem to have seriously injured my spine when lifting heavy boxes and have trouble when not completely immobile. The Land of Cokaygne has temporarily changed into The Land of Backpain. 'It must be agony!' you cry in unision. 'Only when I laugh.' I reply.
I miss Indonesia and find Britain a crowded boring little country. Indonesia on the other hand is a large crowded chaotic country with skinks. I am so bored I have started to build a a squirrel run in Viv's garden. The picture is of a rough prototype to test the thinness of branches the squirrels will cross to reach the food. Once this has been established - Houston, we have blast off!
There is an underlying thought that perhaps I may be able to bring the squirrels down to within snapping height for the foxes and then by the light of the setting sun, gin and tonic in hand, Viv will be able to sit and watch the leaping foxes through the windows of her conservatory. Wouldn't that be grand?