Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Musical notes

Many of you already know that bagpipes are powered by a total of four cats. Three of them set off the droning noise while the fourth one is encouraged to make the melody. Its tail is squeezed by an arrangment of holes and levers.

Thanks to the marvels of modern miniaturisation, this squeeze box here has no less than thirty two baritone cats. Individual buttons poke the cats in various places.

Clearly any instrument this ambitious takes some considerable pumping to keep going.


Monday, 22 August 2016

Waiting for the Chorus*

Folk Club:


In Sir Patrick Spens I clean forgot
The forty second verse,
so I sang the twenty seventh 
twice as loud and in reverse, and no-one noticed**





*Usually involves "Heave Away"

**Fred Wedlock, I believe

Saturday, 20 August 2016

Location Location

Out here in Wiltshire they must have been made of stern stuff in days gone by.

On the top of each of these barren and windswept hills you find an Iron Age settlement. We walked up to the top of one in between rain squalls and it was fairly chilly, even in August. 

What possessed these early moonrakers to build up there so far from civilisation? Consider: This was a long time before Marlborough even had a Waitrose.

PS: How do sheep manage to do that "Baa" thing even though they never seem to stop eating?


Friday, 19 August 2016

The new economics

So, this is the new economics. 

Inverse sales where the price doubles suddenly.


Thursday, 11 August 2016

In the Potting Shed

Old seeds. 

Somewhere round here there should be a 1955 copy of Whitaker's Almanack.


Tuesday, 9 August 2016

Spiky flower thing

Here's a nice spiky flower thing I found in our garden. 

Why are there so many sorts of flowers? What's the point?

PS. This one isn't edible.