[banal item]....after not wearing a jumper for about 3 months....I put one on today....(you are probably thinking my shirts might be thick)
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Originally posted by oddoneout View PostFar be it from me to cast nasturtiums on the intellectual abilities of your shirts...
....actually they are pure cotton....but this is just my blue sky [denim] thinking....thinking....[always]....in this case with the aid or hinderence of Mahler 4.....
....oddoneout....you offered me to aide you in your garden recently....just had 5 days where i turned a pile of stone gathered over 20 years into a hollow plinth filled with rubble topped with flints about 2m long/1mwide/600mm high - .....for my small trees.... GOOD FUN....but in a zen manner it ended up looking better without anything on it....just quiet....
....lovely weather that I can actually move around in....Last edited by eighthobstruction; 30-08-22, 12:32.bong ching
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Cooler? Yes, just a bit, but for all the cloud humidity has made up for that. Tomorrow a man from kind Southwark council comes to my neighbourhood to run a free class for thickos like me who haven't mastered mobile phone usage - I shall probably be the only pupil - so today had to be my long trip to Woolwich: alone as my friends are "just too busy" to find time of any sort to meet me. I detect a hint at work there. But leaving all that aside it was a great trip, aside from Maryon Park.
Charlton House is a beautiful. three-quarters Jacobean mansion - the fourth quarter Victorian, accordant in style but recognisable from the brickwork being Flemish Bond, in contrast with the stretcher bond of the older part. It is disappointing that they keep the rooms pretty much devoid of furniture - the only items I took notice of being oak sideboards of the same vintage as the building - I am very fond of the dark, ornate and almost gothic oak furniture of that period. The other disappointment was not seeing the ghost of a certain Lord said to haunt the panelled Long Room.
Following a snack lunch in the cafeteria I again took to the road for Maryon Park, getting entirely disorientated in the maze of steeply undulating back streets of early Victorian to interwar suburban comprising the area between Charlton village and Woolwich town centre, and several times being re-directed by friendly inhabitants and a couple of bin men. Maryon Park is very different even from the last time I visited, back in 2006, when the tennis courts where David Hemmings witnesses a game of mimed tennis being acted by the Lindsay Kemp Mime group. which Bowie would later be briefly associated with, were still there. Now mostly fenced off and largely left to run wild it is a sad place; I only found one accessible point of entry, and once in found pathways to be blocked by one and a half metre high narrow chicane barriers designed apparently to prevent cycles from being taken through unless upended. An area beyond one of the fenced off paths had clearly been fire damaged, which may account for the barricading of the precinct, but no notices have been posted in explanation, and the few interpretation boards are in a sorry dilapidated state, some covered in graffiti. To me this is a shocking disgrace and I strongly hope that there is a local campaign protesting over the neglect of an important Victorian park of once great charm and atmosphere.
Halfway home I stopped over at my regular haunt the Hope Café in Ladywell Fields for a cup of tea, but it failed to quench my by that point considerable thirst, but did not deter me from stopping off to look at some cooking equipment in Curry's to possibly replace my crumbling white 1970s oven. I shall probably need to be forking out something in the minimum region of £180 for a mini oven and double electric hob - a low expense in proportion to expected energy bills. Back home I am enjoying a rewarding pint of lager shandy for my 24-mile round trip. Oh and it remained dry, apart from a few drops of rain on the final part of my return journey.
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Originally posted by Serial_Apologist View PostCooler? Yes, just a bit, but for all the cloud humidity has made up for that. Tomorrow a man from kind Southwark council comes to my neighbourhood to run a free class for thickos like me who haven't mastered mobile phone usage - I shall probably be the only pupil - so today had to be my long trip to Woolwich: alone as my friends are "just too busy" to find time of any sort to meet me. I detect a hint at work there. But leaving all that aside it was a great trip, aside from Maryon Park.
Charlton House is a beautiful. three-quarters Jacobean mansion - the fourth quarter Victorian, accordant in style but recognisable from the brickwork being Flemish Bond, in contrast with the stretcher bond of the older part. It is disappointing that they keep the rooms pretty much devoid of furniture - the only items I took notice of being oak sideboards of the same vintage as the building - I am very fond of the dark, ornate and almost gothic oak furniture of that period. The other disappointment was not seeing the ghost of a certain Lord said to haunt the panelled Long Room.
Following a snack lunch in the cafeteria I again took to the road for Maryon Park, getting entirely disorientated in the maze of steeply undulating back streets of early Victorian to interwar suburban comprising the area between Charlton village and Woolwich town centre, and several times being re-directed by friendly inhabitants and a couple of bin men. Maryon Park is very different even from the last time I visited, back in 2006, when the tennis courts where David Hemmings witnesses a game of mimed tennis being acted by the Lindsay Kemp Mime group. which Bowie would later be briefly associated with, were still there. Now mostly fenced off and largely left to run wild it is a sad place; I only found one accessible point of entry, and once in found pathways to be blocked by one and a half metre high narrow chicane barriers designed apparently to prevent cycles from being taken through unless upended. An area beyond one of the fenced off paths had clearly been fire damaged, which may account for the barricading of the precinct, but no notices have been posted in explanation, and the few interpretation boards are in a sorry dilapidated state, some covered in graffiti. To me this is a shocking disgrace and I strongly hope that there is a local campaign protesting over the neglect of an important Victorian park of once great charm and atmosphere.
Halfway home I stopped over at my regular haunt the Hope Café in Ladywell Fields for a cup of tea, but it failed to quench my by that point considerable thirst, but did not deter me from stopping off to look at some cooking equipment in Curry's to possibly replace my crumbling white 1970s oven. I shall probably need to be forking out something in the minimum region of £180 for a mini oven and double electric hob - a low expense in proportion to expected energy bills. Back home I am enjoying a rewarding pint of lager shandy for my 24-mile round trip. Oh and it remained dry, apart from a few drops of rain on the final part of my return journey.
However, out of interest I looked up Maryon Park and the accessibility info in particular doesn't tally with your difficulties so I wonder if it might be worth contacting the local authority for their response?
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Characteristic thundery skies starting to appear today - do I risk riding out into the Green Belt this afternoon? Looks like a general breakdown in the weather comes this weekend, with winds strengthening and eventually coming in from a more westerly origin next week, bringing temperatures down to more-or-less what is expected for early September.
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Originally posted by Serial_Apologist View PostCharacteristic thundery skies starting to appear today - do I risk riding out into the Green Belt this afternoon? Looks like a general breakdown in the weather comes this weekend, with winds strengthening and eventually coming in from a more westerly origin next week, bringing temperatures down to more-or-less what is expected for early September.
Yes, certainly quite quite like that down here. Not good. Hot and sticky. Very humid.Don’t cry for me
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Yet another sticky, humid day, with temperatures more appropriate to July than September. I had to spend most of yesterday solving the problem of my rear bike wheel tyre slipping out of its groove, and with it the inner tube bulging out in the manner of a prolapse!!! I would imagine this to have been caused by the tyre becoming over-stretched by the high pressure I maintain for fast rides. I suddenly hit on the *brilliant* solution of swapping front and back tyres, which worked, though goodness knows why. Today I decided on a 48-minute circular walk around Crystal Palace Park - just enough time to get back for the start of Jazz Record Requests!
The weather people are 50/50 on thunderstorms tonight, and who am I to disagree with such odds? I shall not be betting this time! A gradual cool off is forecast for the coming week, with some rain, but probably not enough.
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