Hippy Bathday

Summer solstice approaches and begins to have an impact on my listening. Lots of Inner City Unit, bits of Gong and the Magic Mushroom Band. I've dusted off the white bed sheet, gonna borrow a false long straggly beard from somewhere, make up a scale model of the 'henge in the garden and generally see in the Solstice on Thursday might even sacrifice a goat.... er... maybe not, might see sun rise though.

Struggle of image and substance with the news at the moment. Wanted some metric and in a flash of enlightenment saw the Zookoda route open before me. So I now know it goes to a minimum 198 people. Interesting stuff and kinda makes it worthwhile I guess.

E-resources tomorrow up in Preston.

Only The Stones Remain

Happy Solstice! Somehow I resist the temptation of donning a bed sheet, finding a sickle and donning a long comedy beard...... but still lets celebrate solstice day. Lest you think I am going pagan on you I still maintain there is nothing there of any flavour! By the way Solstice in the Halewood Triangle (sort of a distant cousin forty times removed from the Bermuda Triangle) has no stones other than the collective rockeries in the place. Maybe that should be my next move in the garden, recreate a 'henge. It could go with the Mammoth. Begin today at Reggie, delivering messages, grabbing some printouts and approving a community membership on Aditus that proves I'm not the only sad git on the planet that is awake early. Plug myself into the Soft Boys and relax with the sig tune of this post.... Coffee and off to the Heaf' having collected my induction crap search request and stuff..... Technorati Tags: Summer Solstice, Wittering