...and brings small wicked pleasures. Like when you're driving down the half-flooded, dual carriageway with the windscreen wipers on triple speed, and realise that the irritating squeak they always emit synchronises perfectly with Spandau Ballet's 'Gold'.
Now that's why I can't be doing with listening to Radio 4.
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Monday, 6 January 2014
Monday, 7 March 2011
Soul of sunday : A well oiled machine
Life should be a well-oiled machine.
I'm sure someone famous said that. Or they should have.
In my case life goes along in a sort of grindy-crunchy-stop-start-rattly-lets-hope-noone-notices-the-bits-that-are-falling-off machine. My well-neglected and frequently sworn-at sewing machine is an ongoing metaphor for my days. I call it THE BEAST. (Anyone who knows me knows that I call all machines that frustrate me THE BEAST). This weekend I finally took the time to take it apart and oil it.
So this is my Soul of Sunday photo:
I'm sure someone famous said that. Or they should have.
In my case life goes along in a sort of grindy-crunchy-stop-start-rattly-lets-hope-noone-notices-the-bits-that-are-falling-off machine. My well-neglected and frequently sworn-at sewing machine is an ongoing metaphor for my days. I call it THE BEAST. (Anyone who knows me knows that I call all machines that frustrate me THE BEAST). This weekend I finally took the time to take it apart and oil it.
So this is my Soul of Sunday photo:
(linked to soul of sunday post on ordinarylifemagic blog here)
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