Another Week 77 - Heathrow, Calais Jungle, Swing States and Importance

The A journeyman's journey., man

But then again

I'm

not the lyricist

I'm conscious about my belt.. and the notches on the belt...; I'm not 6'3"., nor 'over 250' lbs' either..; not even close.. I don't use 'product' on mah hair., or chose to wear pink satin silk ties.. I don't find the whole idea of grabbing outta 'power' a turn on..; I can shine my own shoes and can throw a sentence together without as much as a sniffle.. I can even pass a reflection and consider myself a pretty cool dude.; I've been in many a locker room and enjoyed a quality of sporting standard., but in any of those locker rooms I've had the great and lucky fortune to change in, I've never heard, discussed or overheard any kinda derogatory sexist comment.; perhaps I've been in the wrong locker rooms... I've overheard the bar chat up lines that've left me cold., but then they are offered up by guys who truly believe they're gelled up to hell in a basket..- I'm not sure quite what red blooded means., other than maybe it's a (need of) proof (?) of heterosexuality., for some..!, maybe..,; as if those of us (comfortable males) who are attracted to the soft feminine sex actually need to wander life with a big ass unnecessary title..; but if 'we' did., then I'm ok with 'oh., he's just an average kinda crazy miserable ass'd old guy.., who cares'.; I mean., who cares.., really

I guess titles must work for those who need assurances (?)..; it'll have to be a confidence/insecurity thing.., perhaps.. 'cause otherwise, I dunno..  Apparently, I'm not successful., nor powerful.; I'm just  a guy .., a guy who's not into titles., not impressed by 'em and certainly not  into manscaping., threading., or gelling..

Gimme gimme gimme 

I'm absolutely convinced., sorry., but convinced that the whole metro gig is as a result of boredom.. and time.. 'cause I just don't have the spare time to sit in a chair and get my eyebrows 'done'..  and I have time., man.. It's the balance.. and my balance is about searching for my horizon..

But., I'm not the powerful man., nor a successful one either.. I'm about climbing a mountain., trekking a coast., carrying a back-pack, a couple of lens and re-tying my gore-tex boots..  and not about blowing the hair.., man

I can go a day without 'grooming' my cough hairline.. which means that I'm obviously and certainly not red-blooded., apparently.. and I can even go a day without a garish satin silk tie.., which also means I'm sadly not 'locker room' quality.. But sadly, I have to go a life without being 6' (or over) and., so far., not over 159lbs either.., phew.. 32x32 is as bad ass as I can go., baby.., although the core is softer than it was., the wrapping is still in pretty good shape.., for a well used gift..; alas, it just ain't red-blooded, nor upto locker room standards though..: but give me a billion or two and I reckon my little black book would be overflowing with opportunities to grope..., so., it don't come down to locker room stuff., or the amount of success, but simply the account., baby... You can have a buffont., you can have lousy wardrobe taste., use lousy language., baby., but make sure you have a buck in your back pocket.., 'cause that's what counts for an excuse..

All the single ladies

don't pay her him any attention

The spiritual path is one of apparent subjectiveness., questionably.. and is journeyed on by whatever up-to-date satnav the particular user is going by at a time that works., for them..; it ain't my standard baby.. and it ain't my verse either.. Pass the vino., man.., Pretty Vegas please..

Some people I just can't imagine getting all hot an' sweaty., or hanging from the ceiling., or getting down and dirty.., or have that lady gasping moaning with the little puddle of sweat that builds up and settles right around the belly button and right there., squelching on the stomachs.. and that presidential candidate is a rather lame excuse for a real man., allegedly.. an' again, this has absolutely nada to do with any party preference, but only to do with a sportsman who apparently uses a locker room to share  his laundry.., but has little to no respect (or talent) for others..; again, allegedly..

I mean.., come on girls., let's get serious here..; really..!, seriously.. Seriously..!

I hear the clowns are out at the moment.; no kidding..

Maybe it's all a conspiracy.., theory.., baby.. and that's all it is.., a conspiracy..

Perhaps it's a Daily Mail thing., or a Sun thing.., or a Fox thing., or maybe it's a Huffington Post thing., or maybe it's a far left., or maybe it's an MSNBC thing., or maybe it's plain bias., or maybe just a simple (and basic) case of being a crock of absolute sh*t.., but hey, let's blame the media for writing about their opinion.; kinda like you/me using social media to offer up ours., uh.. - opinion and bias

What is a Snicker bar.?

a baby Marathon

In the beginning there was Genesis.., but when does English summer actually begin.? and when is social media actually sociable..

I know people.. and believe me, I know people

Have you ever known someone who actually really does look like a Picasso painting person..; I do..
Dated lives

uk Beach Huts

Radio 2

Groovy

Fab

Hipster

Cool

Chick

Far out

Man

squares &

past yer sell-by-date

There are ferries out there

mountains

too

and have you felt the gentle 'sensation' underfoot one gets when walking on a pebble beach

out

an'

about

for more

waking up., means actually when you open your eyes ?..; what do ya see, what do ya feel., how do ya feel.. and what about that muffled  dreary light.., dude.. - another day

town centre Square characters who busy themselves

same ole same ole 

those phone calls
early morning drilling/power tooling
electric showers

autumn sunshine

parking spaces where you want/need 'em

calm generous energy

infinite skies

good hearts

comfortable straps

boots

new razors

eye smiles

DO you know what goes bump in the middle of the night

Things go bump in the middle of the night

What things

Things

It's getting ever closer

man

women work 39 more days a year than men

Thanks this week go/goes to Norway - UK's ceramic industry - Art - Nature - Spirituality - Stone Flowers and Marshall Rosenberg

Another Week 76 - Love Actually, patience and

Take That

Look., you jus' don't wanna know..

well, that is,

unless ya really., really do...

then (?)., pull up a  chair and take a listen

Once upon a time., as recently as a couple o' weeks days a go I., me., myself and eye.. sat on a bench,  facing the big bad space where a tourist thingy thing used to sit.; I mean, how long does it take to stick a band-aid on a balloon anyway.!

SO, I'm looking across at a big boring white wall type deal and beyond., a couple of floors still just about in sight belonging to a multi million dollar hotel., apparently.. The only two floors left to enjoy a view., other than the one for those at the top/roof of big ass'd white building/wall that's going to house eVen more fast food places. for our fat bellies; in-between me an' HOTel is da white thing, the empty space where a balloon once parked its ass.. and a 'stream' sorta deal.. The stream runs through THE garden and is home for anyone who simply can't seem to use any of the brand spanking state o' de art super dooper NEW magical solar bins.., which means if you have an empty can of booze., simply throw it into the stream.. and if you have finished your choc' bar, don't walk to one of the new solar jobies, just throw the sucker into the stream with the other crap that's already in there..

Ok., back to the point of this ramble Zep' on.. I'm sat there., as you seem to do when perched on a dusty., bird crapped filled wooden bench that's surrounded by a million (and one) cigarette butts and the odd empty can of cheap cider.. and I see an actual photo op'., so, when faced with a photo op' ya naturally gets ya digitalized Fuji do da out and puts it to yer eyeball..

I've got the ole viewfinder up all close an' personal ya'll., composing like and normally I just hit that frisky lil shutter baby., but this time, I'm taking time and (in my opinion) great care., just like a pop song., WHEN., out of the corner of me old left eye..; I take pics with both eyes open, so the 'other' eye notices some/any 'movement' of some/any sort.. I kinda ignore it at first, thinking it was a leaf falling from an overhead autumn tree onto my shoulder, then down my leg.. aNd (?) across my lap..! WHAT., 'LAP'.!!, did ya say..? Yep., so this leaf obviously has a mind of it's own baby.., so I'm thinking I need to take a peek at this clever lil' leafy leaf leaf.. so, I pause with the composition gig of nasty white wall, empty balloon and two floors of HOTel to digest this leaf AND, it ain't no pherooking leaf man it's a bloody mouse, yes MOUSE and not a 'puter style mouse (knehVah), but a furry little creature chappie dancing all over me, over my back pack and sitting there phooking checking ME out with all the gall a little furry  rodent has.. I naturally did the only thing a big 6'3" 267lbs red blooded presidential running dude would do.. and stood up, jumped away from the bench and waved my arms around.. and managing to do this while looking totally really real cool., baby..; oh yeah baby, as kewl as a hot tomato..- I'm no pussy grabbing Donald (allegedly)., baby, so I left the thing well alone and ran away..

That's big black rats.. and now mice in da groovy touristy spot 'they' call The fab digitally creative hipster Gardens. There's NO balloon, no view., empty cans, trash, cigarette butts, homeless, penny whistling whistling geezers, cheese sandwich eating hipsters things to take home with yer after your memorable stay/visit... , other than the groovy solar bins, yer sign posts that're arguably in the wrong place.. aNd that empty food place.., feel safe because be in the knowledge that someone somewhere is spending a whole bunch of da cash., da bread., da buck., baby.. 

The effing mouse was  running riot over me for Pete's sake.. and who's Pete anyway.!

Ok., so now, that's ONE thing I need to tell you guys about.., but, there's more..

Are

we

sitting comfortably

?

If you know sum thin' 'bout automobiles, then you'd know that they can 'go wrong' at times.. and when they go wrong, they need stuff doin' to 'em..; mine needed stuff doing to it.. and I mean 'stuff'.. So I said to the garage/mechanic.., ''why don't ya just grab my balls and squeeze 'em while you're twisting 'em..?".. He said., ''I will after I've just hit 'em with this hammer..''.. "oh., goody.., again please..", I said.., just before being taken to the bloody cleaners.. If that bloody thing goes wrong again, I'm going straight round to pick up my white Vanquish and dumping this ole truck for a bit of V-12 and 457lbs of torque  at 5,500rpm kinda growl..

So., the third thingy that hit me right where it hurts., man.. and NOT wanting to make light of the next piece of crap., and., as soon as I take my wet finger out of the electric socket, I'll tell ya.. Youser man, that stings..; ok, let me see how emptying a tequila bottle down zee hatch in one gulp works.. Not so good as it happens., but mighty tasty., dude.. Hmm, I wonder how trying to rip my finger nails out with a pair of rusty town council tools goes..; ouch, not so pleasant.. But not to worry, I'm pretty effin' numb anyways.., so the pain isn't kicking in.. at ALL

Has anybody else out there also lost over 10 years worth of work, research material, tens of thousands of photos., documentary work ., writings., notes, books in production, interviews.,  'model' release forms.,  and managed to remain! sane.., alive and functioning properly.., 'cause I'm kinda struggling just a tad at the moment.. 

SomeONE somewhere has managed to  destroy my black plastic Japanese portable technological  thing that had my whole library/catalogue of everEthing., maN..

Devasted

Lost

'n'

broken

but

this ain't done., baby, yet

Not until I share with ya just how I was pettily Xcommunicated

from a pretty damn major birfday

by a shitty piece of sibling action

We only get the one chance to sit at a parents pretty huge birthday bash..

and that privilege is one I'll never be able to

..; bah, 

The sun shone today

I gotta an internet hug

a message or two

drank a Pepsi Max

an'

still

scratch my bewildered head

when I think of

The Donald
an' his stylishly shiney ties

I'm all outta

love

Flying Scotsman

steam

baby

It's been quite a ****ing week

man

I saw

Never Go Back

Jack Reacher

this week

too

'cause I needed

a dark room

big speakers

and an alone type place where I didn't have to think

thanks Reacher

for reaching

Escapism

Still got ma 'ealth

still got muh sanity

still got mah limbs

an' still got my functions

I think

later

peeps

Thanks this week go/goes to - those friends are friends, 'cause reaching out when reaching out goes a long way - you know who you are, 'cause you reached out and your reaching out reached me, touched me and made me feel warm, stronger and grateful., sincerely grateful..; thanks for all dat reaching, 'cause reaching's cool - To (and for) ALL the reachers out there

Another Week 75 - Puppies., Lotto., Tate Modern and

plastic

Legacies

SO., this week I have to congratulate the coolest new creative west coast first time parents.. aNd an old friend signing out.. The best kind of people embarking on new fun chapters.. Good stuff happening to good people is the best kind of journey.. Nice work guys and gals..

&

another sensitive mention to one

falling asleep for the last time

You know., what's kinda funny to me is that it gets read.., like it or not..; I like that.. Truth an' honesty far outweighs the insincerity that fills the pit of yer stomach with that whole sense and wave of nausea..

Visited a place and wonder why.. but think I've done it for the last time now though..

New England 3

v

Boscombe 0

don't confuse fall., with autumn

fall happens on the east cost while autumn happens on the south coast

both display totally different colours

Not really., but

I do think one is dark, danker and wetter

The Clown

every time someone posts a rather naive political bias mocking thingy

I childishly feel like posting something bias thingy about their post

not necessarily because I have a different political point of view

but simply because it shows there is stuff available to post

about both sides

So

lets make it about facts

please

We're talking about actually leading

and not pitching another TV series

DO we really give a monkey's do da about Brad and Angelina., or their compound..; really .. so yes., there is aN horizon 'thatta' way, but this way there's nout but man made trashy type deal things.. higgledy-piggledy stuff here., higgledy-piggledy stuff., there.. and higgledy-piggledy stuff., everywhere.. man..; roads., paths., buildings., design, repair and seemingly all managed by phd'd masters.., allegedly.., apparently.. Long live Bet Fred.., long live Bunny's Kebab.., long live Alfie's fish an' chips.. an' long live Boscombe's cash generator., long live The Bake House Patisserie .. and long live those who actually truly believe we live in a creatively cultural corner of paradise.. Have you ever tried to force a jigsaw piece from one puzzle into a completely different puzzle..(?).; well these guys are playing with several different boxes.. and to make it worse, they've opened all of 'em, scattered the pieces on the floor., saying something like.., ''hey dude., this one will go here., look..; well almost.., with a little bit of force''.. ''well, it looks like a roof and it matches the colour of the leaf.., man.''.. ''quick., give me some more hallucinogenics man.., I'm on a roll here..''.. ''dude.., I mean., let's stick another sign up at the tax payers expense.., like over here man next to the groovin' food court..''.. ''cool colours man..; jus' like my glitter ball..''... ''yeah., let's get another ice-cream, jump up and down and go to the betting shop.., Mr. Mayor..''

Do you know the way to San Jose..

I've been wondering just how long the 'netting'., scaffolding., plastic ties and signs are going to adorn the town's center stage talking point visitor visiting seaside ish crumbling bit of Arthur Askey (who) heritage like pier.. before someone has the desire to to do something about it..! Surely before minute signs., before empty hot dog courts and before another echo headline., we can do somethang.., surely shirley.. I mean., I've got a spanner and a few nuts and bolts if that's what it'll take.. I suppose though, we'd better invest in a pheruckin big ass'd zipline first before we address the foundation.. yet another bit of genius thinkin' batman.. let's build on rocky foundations because.., at least it'll look prettier while it rots away, man. rock 'n' roll baby.. and where do you work.; remind me again., an' what qualifications are you proud to have earned..; ahh, digital..?

L.A. is a great big freeway

But hey., I know..; let's stick another new thingy-me-bob., over here and people will think we're actually making loads a cool new improvements .; they'll never even notice all the crap anyways.. Nah., why address this.. when we can tear up the sidewalk, patch it up with yet another undulating square meter of different surface..   and rather than do the job correctly, we can cut corners and complete it like the piece of junk it is.. In another 15 years you'll never notice that we're playing with a different deck and hey, I'll be retired collecting my groovy government pension and sitting on my fav' beach side bench..

I've been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way

Yep., fun new digital happenins are going down while the rot continues to rot.. Hey, walking thru da gardens baby a big ass rat sauntered across the patchwork quilt of tarmac that otherwise goes by the name of 'path'.. Jus' bloody sauntered it did..; I'm almost sure the darn thing stopped, hesitated, looked at me and thought. 'so dude (?)., are ya gonna get that damn camera out and take this shot., or not.!', before throwing me the middle finger and wandering  off.. Good thing it hides in the 'crazy golf' compound where all the tourists hang out.. That'll be nice for the visitors to enjoy some local wildlife in all it's natural outdoor glory.. an' setting.. Yep., life in the gardens.. Drunks (fact)., drug deals (allegedly)., rats (definitely).. and a missing bit of balloon summer (fact)... You couldn't make this stuff up., even if you were an Echo or hip digital writer.., an' I@m jus' some ol faded geezer with a particular specific penchant for simplicity., light an' color..

- I've always wondered why peeps go full out to over complicate stuff with long winded university type words., other than the need to perform for recognition..

Thursday's rollin'

an'

bullsh*t's

bullsh*t

Me and the M25.. The Head and Turbine Hall.. How do peeps manage to know what's in the papers they mock.., without readin' 'em.. I kinda fink it's like me being driven crazy reading those consistently gawd awful cringe worthy social media posts compiled and left.., or for ever wanting to cut back on choc'., or going cold turkey with Pepsi Max., every day..; I guess we just love train wrecks...  I knew I shoulda put sun screen on yesterday when striding out to the Inside..   15.2 miles of groovin' autumn sun (like action) down the right hand side of ma face., sure ain't pretty.. and my legs are thin.., baby.. No wonder me back was a lil wet..; Osprey 18 and sunshine walkin' 'll do that to an old geezer...

''There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments''


10 things we don't know last week

rave on
rage on

Dressed Up

&

Out

man

Fujifilm XF 56mm F/1.2 R

moderators

&

debates

Thanks this week go/goes to - Fast 'n' Loud - nail clippers - Arnold Palmer - Lauren Puryear - John Hunt Jr - Thomas Moore and Jason Brown

Another Week 74 - Birtherism, National Parks, Pacific Crest Trail and

The Edge

Ab Initio

interpretations

Wow., well the local creative force is addressing homelessness., apparently..; expect the grove's bakery, tesco express and pedestrian crossing to be at the forefront of this exciting news.. Big changes afoot., like (?) ., erm.., well., er..(?);  jus' expect plenty of social media posts anyway.. Ok., well, just expect a couple of posts then..

The team's flyin' baby.. and let us not forget the festival..! There will be the two clowns stuck in a cardboard world to understand., man..; there's an open call for those groovers and shakers who can't normally get in or who respond late to deadlines..- expect that standard to be high, high though..

if you're an intrepid roving reporter., you'll no doubt already have assignments., however if you're not and have not., then you're in luck.. lots of free shows to crash access..but hang on., you have to pay for the privalege, privelige..., privelage.., privilege..yeah., privilege..; damnit, I'm too old.; there's an ageist age thingy deal type action going down.. I'm too old to understand the whole gig anyway.. Straight over my heady head head it all goes.., sadly..

Now., if you're likely to be circumnavigating the globe., or merely crossing international date-lines., dealing with time zones or hemispheres., or hitch-hiking continents..., or most likely, jus' walking from the bus stop travelling specifically for this week (?) long memorable extravaganza., accommodation is easy to find., as is food and drink. There are such culinary delights as a Mickey Dees., there are fish and chip shops., pizza 'land'. and enough coffee shops to sink the titanic.; oh wait.., the titanic., hmm. Pack your goretex and jus' follow the noisy., spark and flame throwing inferno outfit.. and be a part of it.., for nothing.. even..

Make sure you're over 18

but

under 30

and

sorry if you're not

by being either too young.,,

or

past it

and

too bloody old

People

10:20 a.m.

For the fab., hip., groovy groovesters get your trendy brown gear out the closet., dry those espadrilles., brush up on yer lingo., say the right things., shake the right hands., smile when you're in certain company., but ignore the peons.., dodge the old folk., hit those parties., baby.. and may the creative force be with you..

There will be nobody here you'll have ever heard of., creatively speaking., unless you live within a few hundred yards of base camp., but that's not the point .., there will be work to make you think and work that will make you scratch your head.. There will be shit  stuff that'll cause your jaw to fall in total amazement and as the cultural devotees will tell ya., this week will be full of positive gag reflex quotes that'll fill the local social media pages with awe inspiring breaking flowery sentences..

AB

=

all bollocks

august breakfasts

Aboriginal Australian

abdominal breathing

abhorrent biscuit

Abukir Bay

Abyssinian banana

Amazing 

I mean., really..; what's with the whole british bake off move that appears to NEED to head the headline news..! With ALL that's going on in the world., this story is taking center stage.. and frankly., I jus' don't get it.., man..

?

I think there are people who simply just get out of their cars and leave 'em where they want.. As long as there appears to be a free space, just hit that spot, turn off the engine and lock that puppy up before walking away.. Wait., is that a drive way., is that a  car (?) that will obviously be blocked in., does it look like that's a drive thru kinda place to someone's house., or garage..; are those specifically painted lines to park between.. Holy cow baby.. There are six acres to park and you leave a car 'right' there.. That's not stupidity., or carelessness., but just plain selfish ignorance.. Is there such a thing as 'selfish ignorance'.?

One day it's the end of summer., the next it's kinda mild and autumnal., then the next it's effing winter.. The light's changed in a nano of a flee's heartbeat and the temps have dropped in a nano of a bee sting.. aNd the precipitation chances have increased by the scaffolding truck load.; I don't do dark, dank., dreary very well., if at all.., so., I'm not a happy chappy. - Inconsiderate parking mixed with rain on a dark early weekend morning on top of those combative presidential appearances.. just aren't workin' for me..

Give me Arizona
give me Nevada
give me southern California
but keep your
 80,823 sq mi
Prettanikē 
 αἱ Πρεττανικαὶ νῆσοι

with its

crappy football team

maritime climate

&

quite narrow temperature differences between seasons

(what an understatement)

and shove it 'archaically' speaking., where the sun don't shine

Oh., wait

someone already did

winter's a long ass'd year.., unless you're a fab hipster groovester.. but if you're not., it is.. linguistically speaking..

I just wasted 3:18 minutes of my life watching Cory Feldman's Today gig that I'll never get back..

The Realist

out
'n'
about

Thanks this week go/goes to Liga de Mujeres Desplazadas - Diego - Natalie Hampton - Jessika Baldwin - Shop Rite and  cabins with a view

Another Week 73 - Pepe an' Jose., Julia, the Paralympics.,

Roald Dahl

&

Springsteen

Ramble On
Yellow leaves are beginning to 'appen., already.. and for the few months my skin don't itch., man, I now have to psych myself up for the next ten months of scratching.. I followed some geezer yesterday who was carrying a roll of Christmas paper.. while another dude was carrying a plastic Xmas shopping bag..
I did another commercial..; I'll be on the road again.. and it's car tax season.. I'm feeling Iceland., Stavanger & Finland with a lil Camino thrown in for good measure..

The

Race of Gentlemen

Wildwood

Pismo

I guess I just live a different life.. I like Weetabix., but not a wet backpack.. I'd like to get the two creases on my forehead tanned.., but don't know how.. and I'd also like to de-sunlotion my dark glasses.. I'm 2 lbs over my fighting weight.. an' I don't do habits..; well, yes I do., damnit.

Life's rhythm is gonna change soon.; I can feel it in my bones.. My 50-140mm f2.8 Fuji gig is rock'n'roll ready.. There's a certain personality trait that drives me up the wall.. & my mind went there.. 

signs are everywhere

New York sounds like New York.. I throw down the gauntlet to see if you get through the first five minutes of 

See No Evil Hear No Evil without laughing.; thankyou Gene Wilder/Richard Prior..

Why does stretching feel good

summer early morning sounds are good different
and
really., what is it with 'those' eyebrows.. girls..

Life without sunsets

&

peace behind gates

I guess., I simply don't know how to 'operate' a TV..- apparently Russell Howard's funny.. and the bobtail squid's tiny.. David Moyes is 'shaping' (?) up another memorable team..

The 'epic strut' deal ad for Money Supermarket leaves me cold an' shakin' all over.. and duh., obviously I remember it.. so the ad company did their gig, (I guess)., however, I'm remembering it for ALL the wrong reasons and as a result, could never seriously 'go' with them for the epic fail and lack of 'professionalism' I'd expect from a money deal place thingy..
I mean., someone actually signed off on that deal., paid the budget and said something like..; ''Wow., agency peeps., that is bloody fantastic and a piece of TV commercial art..; nice work guys and gals..'' 
Such is the way of the world now..; let's produce gawd awful stuff..

The car's set up for another legal year..

What happened to the English high street..! It's turned into something really quite shabby and unrecognisable from a western 'power's' expectation..., or certainly this individual's idea of where we should be at.., man..

Trashy., sad.., decaying., dark., spooky and whatever feeling it is that makes my skin crawl..

Tis jus' another week's worth of experience, thought and living

done deal

&

out

baby

... but not before I try to swallow even more of the Hilary and Donald comedy hour.. and what it throws up on my feed..

Thanks this week go/goes to - Travis Rudolph - The man known as Reid - Airbnb’s Disaster Response Program - Fidencio Sanchez - Emma Yang - Rene Neira and Alexey Romanov