Weighing my thoughts on imperial measurement

British imperial measurement contains within itself the beauty and mysticism of the natural world.

Seven weights, each the double of the one before. Seven tones for each of the major and minor scales: respectively, do re mi fa so la ti and la ti do re mi fa so – and indeed any of the other heptatonic scales (dorian, mixolydian, ect.). And let’s not forget the seven days of the week.

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On the importance of birthdays and why social club nationalism is a blot on our lands

During the past twelve months and more of effectively being barred from publishing content on my own web page, some might be wondering, asides the obvious, how I managed to fill my time. It takes a while to get back to normal (or rather the new normal) after being incarcerated.

Above: tomatoes, potatoes, cabbage, onions can all be grown in containers.

Since my arrest in April 2020 (for which I am due to stand trial for causing gross offence with another parody song); since that arrest two years ago just as the first Lockdown began, I have learned how to grow vegetables and flowers in containers. A real Christmas tree is flourishing, as well as salads, root veg, onions and herbs. My most successful crop so far is Swiss chard, variety Bright Lights. Spring onions and carrots also did well.


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Enjoying the sunshine before tomorrow’s trial

Dans le jardin de mon Père, les lilas ne sont pas encore fleuris. Not to worry, there are bees fighting over the rosemary, as well as a new bucket garden. There are also giant reflections in the perpex coldframe panes, daffodils, tulips, violas, and plenty of healthy seedlings and sprouting greens.

Needless to say I would rather it be pouring with rain tomorrow. Alas the weatherman is against me. Thanks to everyone for your messages of support. I will try to update you all if and when possible.