I find it deeply ironic that the the followers of a man who chose to hang out with with twelve other blokes are so intolerant of homosexuality.
|Unheilig - Freiheit|
The contract finally ended last Friday and I am now free to do whatever I want until the money runs out. :-)
In practice this means that I must now tidy the garden and the house, sort through the accumulated piles of junk and take the useless stuff for recycling, update my cv before I forget what I've been doing, look around to see what sort of work can be had within a reasonable distance from home and then acquire any new skills that I need to get the next contract.
If you think the above sounds trivial, that's just because it's the edited highlights from my to do list. :-)
This afternoon, in a fit of enthusiasm brought on by the sunshine, I decided to mow the small patch of weeds, wild flowers and grass in the back garden. This is a job that I usually manage to put off until everything is horribly overgrown and the end result after 10 years of neglect is a less than smooth patch of ground with several highish lumps from old ant hills.
Our lawnmower is an excellent device which was clearly designed to keep a well maintained lawn trimmed to a sensible length and its little plastic blade ought to be good to cut one the size of ours many times over. On our lawn, they last until you hit an anthill, a twig, a dense patch of overly long grass, or whatever else is lurking in the depths of the grass.
After the second blade broke, I decided to make a metal replacement to see whether it would do a better job and after a bit of snipping, drilling and filing I had turned part of the metal case from an old floppy disk drive into a passable copy of one of the plastic ones.
I fitted it to the mower and finished the job, giving the ant hills an extra once over for good luck. The results were everything I'd hoped for: a flatter lawn and no visible wear to the new blade. Of course I'll have to be extra careful not to run over anything I don't want sliced, but I grew up with proper mowers with whirling blades of death so I'm always extremely careful to keep the cable from going under the blade.
I have a head cold, but fortunately don't have to go anywhere for a few days.
Having misheard a friend telling me about taking topless pictures of his girlfriend at Harlech Castle, I was compelled to create this Flickr group
While it's not in quite the same league as the Elvis Presley Dambusters Clock Plate Of Tutankhamun
, this Striking Machine Copper fish pot glass clock cat
does tick at least a couple of the same boxes.
, the guy who designs and makes these masks
is an artistic genius. Admittedly a slightly twisted artistic genius, but aren't they always the best sort? :-)
off having fun demonstrating 10th century food at The Children's food festival
, I was forced to make my own amusement and have managed to get some programming done as well as having a nice nap in the afternoon. :-)