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The Jovesday people were back in force again this afternoon. Queueing for the bus at the wrong time like they were going to a theatre hidden behind the electric car chargers and city-bike stand on the edge of the car-park where Bath stops. The bumped against me like cows, not expecting me to be quite real. And yet there I was.

I feel vaguely guilty about 'ruining' tools, but I have bought a cheap and nasty screwdriver and filed a slot in the blade, so I can open electrical goods and repair them like the sort of person who has a shed filled with things that will come in handy one day.

There's a house opposite with a couple of pallets in the front garden. I am very strongly tempted to ask the nice people if they have plans for them.

I also found a whole pile of scratty phonecam pics that never made it to any sort of bolog. I should bolog them and then they will have meaning.
hirez: (Bunny Eye)
Down the road from the house, opposite what used to be the Parnall's factory where they made aircraft bits, and the stone fish which made cyclists wobble a bit, there's a row of terraced houses that follow the rise in the land toward what was a railway bridge and is now a bike-path bridge. The road gets oddly narrow there, and if the people in the terraces aren't off out doing things with their cars, there's generally a queue of car-pilots and a selection of cock-ends in Audis.

Thus it is slow progress past that terrace and one has plenty of time to look at the one or two cars that are in the way and making life hard for the people who want to go to Morrisons. One of them, which never seemed to move, is a boxy sort of Ford SUV that wasn't popular in the 90s. I can't even find the damn thing on the internet. After about six or eight second-gear trundles past the thing, I finally registered what was slightly odd about the thing.

It was packed to the roof with stuffed binbags.

A few weeks after that, I was stuck in a different queue of traffic between Cossham Hospital and Kingswood. There's not much there but a cubic suburban pub (which has since gone on fire under odd circumstances), advertising hoardings and second-hand car dealers. And a Nissan something-or-other filled half-way with binbags.

Once you start looking for them, hoarder cars are everywhere.
hirez: (Happy cycling)
The other day, I accidentally a fairly well-preserved 70/80s Falcon bike frame. There's surface rust and a 'Reynolds' sticker, but it looks straight and far too narrow of tube because I'm used to oversize ally and carbon frames.

The 'exciting' bit is going to be the collection of enough cheap bits to turn it back into a bicycle.

... I'm sure I was going to write more things here.
hirez: (Box Frenzy)
I have been meaning for bloody years (Well, obviously only four bloody years, given it came out in 2010, but still) to beetle off and buy a copy of the Laundry RPG. This would be 'Laundry' as in 'CStross/ H.P. Deighton' rather than anything to do with either Paragon or George Formby. That said, the notion of yer man Formby taking time off from setting a fine TT lap record in order to beat an eldritch horror to death with a banjolele is the sort of thing from which gleefully unhinged fanfic is made.

Anyway. It's all jolly confusing. Accidentally a D&D Fifth Edition learny-learny kit at the same time is probably not helping.

Another thing that happened is that I was support band for the splendid Stark Holborne the other week. She read (with audience participation) from Nunslinger (which was ace) and I read the first part of the second Miss Butler story, which you will be able to buy circa the end of next month.

It was also pointed out that I had written most of the worldbuilding for An Novel, which was... Well, given the story itself came out of the background work for a presentation about steam elephant hacking, it's only mildly recursive.
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