Revolutionary Rants

At last! I’ve got around, with the help of my Dad, to putting in three rows of potatoes. Phew. My bro’, sister-in-law and I also got some beetroot and sweetcorn in the week before. Dad might rotavate the plot for us tomorrow, too. We are rather smothered in weeds, as the DIY projects have rather taken over at the weekends here, recently…

Finished with my old job on Tuesday and on to my new one on Monday, which I am pretty excited about.

Chicken is working today and had to work until 20:30 or so yesterday as there is a big move at his workplace, but the sun is shining and it was last Sunday when we got out to Countisbury hill for a lovely walk.

UKIP propaganda continues to arrive, David Cameron has now written to the whole family and the expenses row rolls on. I am torn between ‘wasting’ my vote on the Greens or a token leftie party or tactically voting for the mellow yellows… Hmmm, the horror of it all…

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I would urge you to go and cast your vote (for Philip Larkin, hopefully) here for the nation’s favourite poet.

And if you think Larkin is just a grumpy old Right-wing git, read this… If any line can take me back to my A Levels and summer 2001 in an instant it is that:

Our almost-instinct almost true:
What will survive of us is love.

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The new Manics album is causing some furore it seems… Which reminds me I need to buy it! Hope it is better than some of their latterly albums (Lifeblood aside).

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Just a quick note to say happy 2nd and/or 6th anniversary to Chicken. It is our ‘cotton’ anniversary today and six years since we first met, at Milton Hall Student Union Bar and Cafe, on a sunny Wednesday.

Crumbs, Chief!

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