notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Woopsie.


Did anyone else read comic books, play computer games, or watch cartoons where the protagonist slips up on a banana skin and wonder why this fruit is given such slippery properties? They go arse over tits, maybe slide into shelves of bone chine and then have little birds fly round them. If you were playing Mario Kart, it was invariably the last turn, and fucking Luigi would glide by to take an undeserved place on the top of the podium.

It wasn't a big complaint, it was just a comic law that I accepted for the purposes of enjoying a game or cartoon, like the one that says you cannot wake a sleep walker, but I didn't really get it. Last night however, as I walked to the DVD shop, I slipped on a banana skin. I didn't fall over, but I did slide on it for a good 3 or 4 yards. No-one was around to witness my little slip which I was thankful for, but I felt the need to share just in case you begin feeling complacent around banana skins in the street. You can't say you haven't been warned.