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Very small and very slow…

snail

This little dude. I caught him nomming the last of the spinach last week.

We just got in, so I got nothing today. Had to visit some business associates of Uncle B’s from right t’other side of Canterbury. Yes, that Canterbury. The cathedral’s still there, but pretty much all the rest of the medieval town got bombed flat in dubya-dubya eye-eye. That bad Mister Hitler hit the town deliberately, so I hear, to demoralize the Brits. How the fuck he consistently managed to miss the HUGE cathedral in the middle of town is a mystery.

Oh, about a mile from home, I saw two shiny red orbs by the side of the road. And then the great gray woggly ass of a badger disappearing into the undergrowth. First one I’ve ever seen in the wild.

But now…bath, booze and bed!

sock it to me

Comments


Comment from BuckNutty
Time: October 15, 2009, 7:02 pm

“But now…bath, booze and bed!”

Boring. You could at least switch up the order of the things. You call yourself an artist?…

 


Comment from armybrat
Time: October 15, 2009, 7:12 pm

what’s wrong with bath AND booze! Who says you have to do one then the other?!

 


Comment from dfbaskwill
Time: October 15, 2009, 7:19 pm

The French would have eaten him!

 


Comment from EZnSF
Time: October 15, 2009, 7:38 pm

Le petit escargot es muy bueno für appetizers.
But then again, I have an eclectic palate.

Does the Badge do anglo-fish-and-chips? Or just poached berries from the side of the road?

 


Comment from EZnSF
Time: October 15, 2009, 7:51 pm

and yeah! The Canterbury will NEVER die. For Christ’s sake, classrooms all across the Fresno Unified School District still try to translate it yearly.

 


Comment from Roman Wolf
Time: October 15, 2009, 9:06 pm

Too bad Canterbury’s village idiot is also it’s archbishop…

 


Comment from David Gillies
Time: October 15, 2009, 11:08 pm

He doesn’t live there though, Roman Wolf. He lives in Lambeth.

Friend of mine here is from Canterbury. I have two spiffing Steak and Kidney pies she made in my freezer. They are so yummy it’s indecent.

As for the bombing, you’re thinking of the Baedeker raids. They were still talking about them the last time I was in Bath (1992). My S+K pie friend has a map in her house of the bomb damage to Canterbury during the war. It was hit like most towns of comparable size, but hardly flattened. in fact to modern sensibilities so used to videos on LiveLeak of JDAMs going through a window, it’s remarkable how diffuse the fall of bombs looks. Far and away the greatest damage to historic British city centres was not caused by the Luftwaffe but the insane anti-aesthetic post-war architects who engaged in an outburst of building brutalist le Corbusier-style concrete mausolea. You can walk around many formerly-lovely British towns and think, “Hermann Göring, where are you when we need you?”

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 16, 2009, 7:21 am

The Baedeker raids! That’s it. They started with the guide book and went at it.

The parts of Canterbury I’m familiar with look like a modern American open shopping mall. Once every few blocks, you’ll come around a corner and find an exquisite 15th C inn which makes you think what the city looked like before. The rest is all new shiny WH Smiths and Woolworths (at least until they went tits-up).

 


Comment from Mrs. Compton
Time: October 16, 2009, 4:17 pm

Okay, now I think somethun fishy is going on… I made a comment about the gray wobbly ass meaning my x was visiting the UK and it’s not here. Am I just to far away that my posts are falling into the Atlantic!!?

Let’s see if this one makes it!

 


Comment from Mrs. Compton
Time: October 16, 2009, 4:18 pm

Okies, I sees it there, now will it stick!

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 16, 2009, 4:45 pm

Nothing in the filter, Mrs. C. Nothing but spams, anyhow.

 


Comment from Oldcat
Time: October 16, 2009, 5:38 pm

Wait, you married a guy and you just now saw him?

 


Comment from Scubafreak
Time: October 16, 2009, 6:25 pm

Well, now that esqargantua has finished the last of your Spinach, what do you plan to do with him?

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 16, 2009, 7:04 pm

Shhhh…the gardeners will assume I crushed him under the Mighty Heel of Weasel.

So let’s just say I did that, m’kay?

 


Comment from Little Black Sambo
Time: October 17, 2009, 3:21 pm

S. Weasel, you can’t have looked round Canterbury thoroughly. I used to live there, & I estimate that about a quarter of the old city (the southern segment) was destroyed (by incendiaries) and the rest, except what was destroyed by the City Fathers in their vainglorious “improvements”, survived.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 17, 2009, 3:51 pm

That explains it, Sam. We come from the South. These days, you park your car in the civic lot outside town and they bus you in to the city center. The shopping district.

Very depressingly unEnglish it looks, too.

 


Comment from Bruce
Time: October 17, 2009, 6:28 pm

Why the hell did you want to go to bath???????????

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 17, 2009, 8:34 pm

I admit, it’s a long way to drive for Chinese takeout.

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 17, 2009, 9:03 pm

Put up some Nobel Prize stickers and buttons today, just in case anybody you know emptied the dishwasher or washed the car or something and really, really deserves a prize. I’ll put up a sidebar link to my store when I can scrape together some artwork worth of flogging.

I’m having serious finaldraftophobia. I always kind of like my sketches and totally blow it for the finished work 🙁

 


Comment from Bob
Time: October 19, 2009, 3:06 am

If you have snails, you need a duck.

 

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