It's something like this...

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where there was an intellectual knowlege there is now more of an sublte knowing or understanding. Things internally fall in to place, no need to interfere.

Hmmm, Mudhoney picked by up by the shuffle...go and sit in the sun...

This KW row thingy

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So I get back and take a look at my fav integral blogs, then read one of KW's original postings that started all this...and really, I can't be bothered, it's so insufferably dull.

The England V Trinidad & Tobago match is on in an hour or so, now that does sound like something worth getting into a froth about!

Western Zen Retreat report - part 1

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Some thanks...

more to follow...

Walk on by

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And what a fine walk that was...just the dog (Tiny) and I strolling for miles alongside the river, through woods, across heathland. And the weather was just perfect, the first day of an English summer, a rich peanut-butter kind of smell from the flowers, and all these lovely yellow butterflies dancing in the light breeze.

And then, back in Ely, a pint at the Cutter. Perfect

I'm on retreat in Wales starting next Friday for five days, I hope this fine weather holds out.

Slacker news

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So I've been somewhat lazy with this blog and not getting much down.

Jo and Harry are in France (Toulouse) right now, leaving me behind to go to work and feed the dog. I sang Jo a few lines from the Stranglers' song 'Goodbye Toulouse':

"Your streets were paved with love
Your skies were blue
Goodbye Toulouse"

But she wasn't that impressed. I should have sang it to Harry, he thinks most things I sing are pretty cool (though he is four and a half years old).

Anyway, this leaves me, and the dog we're looking after (Tiny), on our lonesome. Hmmm. So, tomorrow (Saturday) is forecast bright and sunny and we're going off on a grand adventure! Yes, a fine 10 mile walk from Brandon to Thetford (no website for Thetford!) along the Little Ouse river. And when we return to Ely, a lovely pint in the Prince Albert before falling exhausted into our beds.

oh boy...

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Take a look at this beautiful clip of the Clash playing London Calling and Train In Vain, it's enough to make a grown man cry, I doubt I'll ever see another band remotely as great as the Clash.