Friday 7th January 2022, 17:50pm

Autobiographical, Uncategorized

So the job search has commenced with a couple of hours worth of studying The British Empire in India with a little bit of The French Empire thrown in for good measure. I am taking a break now, having completed what I set out to do and shall restart things on Monday morning, or that is at least the plan I have in mind. What has happened in the meantime? The new printer has been installed I can manage without the wifi business and it fits nicely on the desk, does not rattle or scream when printing and is way faster than the old thing, which now sits forlornly on the floor whilst I wonder as to its final destination. 1st J has successfully moved to Ithaca, which is her spiritual base, she is happiest there and has a place she is settling into so that’s good, I will continue to pinch the photos she made of the cats, if you read yesterdays article you would have seen the one of Lulu otherwise known as Lulabelle also known as meow meow. Anyway enough of Ithaca and more on something else, actually I hope to do a small article on Ithaca sometime, it is a nice town, and I spent many a happy time there in the last few years and hope to go back in the not too distant future.

One of the best things about not having to go to work is that you get lots of spare time to do the things that suit you, that have been building up over a period and need addressing. I have spent a part of today doing that kind of thing, printing documents, helping a mate sort his stuff out and a whole bunch of other stuff that I will not go into here. Having completed these tasks has lifted a bunch of weight off of my back and I am fully ready to attack (if that is the right expression) the next lot of stuff. I may well start tomorrow with a bunch more school work, print off some more paperwork and do stuff around the home, I wish the place to be half way tidy as I have guests on Sunday and first impressions always count the most, I will also go out and buy some nice food and make a nice meal to share. I will not bother shaving, I am done with that nonsense and she knows me to have a beard in any case plus I do not have a razor or other system of hair removal at my disposal.

Nun

I will be getting my backside into gear soon and get ready to go to training, I have not been for a while due to the Christmas break and it will be nice to have some exercise and get a couple of bruises. Hopefully nobody busts my fingers up this time as it hurts and I want my hands to paint, draw and and write and anything else that hands are used for. I may do some painting later on after I get home, or I may not it, it will depend on entirely how I feel.

I bought a genuine WW2 German helmet

Autobiographical, politics and religion

So what has happened since I last wrote? Not much to be honest apart from A work colleague lost his rag at me when I told him counting numbers on doors was not my thing. He has difficulty understanding or perhaps appreciating that not everyone is interested in the same stuff as he is, he is full of hot air with no release valve . I on the other hand have several ways of dealing with my varying emotional states and I am happy to say they all work. he also does not like being told that I do not care for anything of what he thinks, especially when it involves myself, he has been told this to his face and he had a tantrum as a result. Otherwise I have a nice bruise from training above my knee and a thumb that does not work (ligaments busted) It made up for dodging the work Xmas party.

As the title suggests I bought a WW2 vintage German (some may say Nazi) steel helmet, Erica the mannequin is kindly modelling it.

Erika the mannequin

The universe has blessed me with a new friend, we have been speaking on and off for the last few months and only recently have we sat down and made proper conversation together. She is nice, interesting, creative and several other things all positive I might add, we may even step out sometime and go eat tea and cake together, visit galleries, museums the universe will guide us I am sure to the places that suit us the best. It would also seem she likes Pink Floyd and that spells good in any language. I may introduce her to the blog sometime, but that will depend on other people in the meantime I shall refer to her as J. This makes it confusing I know as there already is another J involved here, but don’t worry about that Other J is in the US and is doing well, she has had good news of recent though that is also tinged with sadness. Sometimes I would like to wrap my arms around her but my arms just ain’t long enough to do that and I have to do things with words instead. Words are good and can be used in a thousand different ways, speak to my work colleague if you want to know how to speak shit, speak to me if you want to hear about history and why its important that we continue to study the subject, continue unravelling the historical record and not destroying statues that are part of our legacy, bulldozing Auschwitz/ Birkenau will not make it go away, or erase the fact nor will dumping a statue of a slave trader in the harbour.

That BLM shit really gets my goat, black washing everything into non-existence it is left wing socialist creation to further side line and disown the past into nothingness and as a historian I cannot abide or tolerate this in any way, shape or form it is plain wrong. Rather people ought be educated as to what happened and gently reminded slavery has been rife across Africa and the world for that matter since day one, white Europeans just took advantage of a line of business already in existence and whoever engaged in such business was simply a product of the age in which they lived, it does not or did not make them a bad person, much the same as Mark Zuckerburg got the idea to create his product, he saw an opening and made loads of people slaves to his project. Will he be demonised one day? Probably, perhaps he already is.

imagery and news stories of the rock band Pink Floyd
Using a central image of Syd Barret surrounded by the images of the other band members and newsprint stories, providing a pictorial essay of the rock band Pink Floyd from their beginnings up to the present

Painting Nazi’s

Autobiographical, Uncategorized

I am going out to lunch quite soon, but I wanted to write something first. Work is fine, but that I mean I still have employment and have managed to keep my mouth shut when I get the urge to say stuff. School otherwise known as university is good, I am now reading about Russia by way of the Caribbean, Spain and Portugal. I have also just graded to 4th Kyu in my chosen martial art, which means I must work harder than ever and finally my creativity is coming along very well, have plenty to be getting on with and have recently taken up model making again. I am happy

My lunch date went very well, next time we might have to book in advance as we were turned away twice. No big deal really and I must remember to walk more slowly than my usual pace, either that or take smaller strides and perhaps order a salad with my meal and less of the greasy stuff. At least I avoided the cheese from the burger. The cider was pleasant too and served on draught, just as it ought to be.

My collection of offensive t shirts has expanded to include this one above, except mine is in Danish I have started to paint at least a version of this image. Dyanne Thorne is also getting the McFeely treatment I am aware some people may baulk at the Nazi symbolism, see if I care. A painting of panzer ace Michael Wittman is also in the offing, the uniform has been outlined on that one, getting the cap angle right is the big one really, getting the correct shade of black on the uniform is even more so.