I was only talking to Floyd the other day. “Mornin Floyd
‘ows the sex and drugs and rock and roll?” Says I.
“Not so bad with the Viagra, but I’ve swapped the drugs for
time in mi shed you know and been palyin a lot of ruler recently." Says E, I mean
F.
“You ‘eard about the one in Broadstairs, they say it’s a big
one?” Says I.
“Yes” said Floyd, “they generally did have big ones over
Bradstowe.”
I get a lot of this sort of thing now from the men of Kent
and the Kentish men, my bookshop here in Ramsgate has become a bit of a centre for shed related
books, or to put it another way my craft section is a big one.
Any way off to Faversham and Whitstable today where I mostly
painted bricks and bought a few craft books
here they are, the picture should expand, enough to read the titles, if clicked on compulsively.
Postscriptum
On to the Ramble
Here is the watercolour painting of Ramsgate I started this Morning from outside The Oak Hotel, Clockhouse on the left Cervia on the right
Ah Just found the photo I took while painting
The blog editor has just gone bonkers and all the text is now in the middle.
Due to the nature of Clown Computing this was post was written using different types of fruit, it may make you more comfortable to know the following:- If the part you are reading makes sense, it was written on my PineApple Device, which has an ordinary keyboard. If it contains random wrong words, it was written on my RaspBerry Device, which has predictive text and a small screen that I can’t always see properly. If it makes no sense whatsoever, it written on my new BaNana Device, with which I develop the persona of a chimpanzee and hit keys randomly hoping it will produce the works of Shakespeare, or at least something coherent.
Next up has anyone else noticed that they seem to be building another Thanet Earth next to the existing one? I would call it another greenhouse, but this is like calling Mt Everest a hill.
