Tales From London

Random Thoughts with Random Photos

A tendency to exaggerate is all that is required to find something worth listening to or seeing and then you realise there was no exaggeration involved.

In the meantime the Thames.

Documentation of life is always important to those documented as well as the documenter, agree or disagree we have a choice to watch or to participate. I recommend participation so much more fun.

Life is delicate and beautiful. When a butterfly flaps its wings in Dagenham who knows if or why its downdraft affects the other side of the world, just be it known it will.

Sounds that transcend are equal to visual beauty. I have recently come across the legacy of Art Pepper west coast jazz musician, alto saxophone and clarinet player these were his to make marvellous sounds with, yet his inner self would see his own destruction, why? If only we knew the answers.

Below equally powerful music produced by drum and pipes in Glasgow shopping precinct.

The pulsing beat of life hammered out by these scary but marvelouse Scots musicians was magnificent.

Sometimes, no not sometimes but always try looking at situations or places from a different perspective be it laying on the ground or putting oneself into the position of another person. Stories are rarely straight forward or as they seem to be on the surface, there is always a sub-plot, a back ground to an action. All actions have repurcusions nothing is a singularity we all affect each other by our actions, thus influencing the outcomes to a given situations.

What lays beneath the water ? what lays beneath the mud ? What lays hidden behind the stars ? what lays beneath the dust ? what lays hidden in our minds? why lays behind those dreams ? what lays behind or beneath all layers ever seen ?

Nothing like a good protest march letting the Goverment know not all of us agree with murdering foxes, badgers, and Hen Harriers because they require a scapegoat or a desire to be bloodthirsty and privileged.

Froggy went a courting and he did ride, ahhrum , sword and pistols at his side, ahhrum, Froggy went a courting to find a bride ahhrum ahhrum there bread and cheese upon the shelf if you want anymore you can sing it yourself ahhrum ahhrum. For full lyrics listen to Burl Ives.

In the meantime above this dear frog was waiting for dragon flies at Rainham Marsh RSPB reserve.

While below berries with sky backdrop

Henry Moore art work at RHS Gardens Wisley in Woking

A Yoga pose that will forever escape me, but I am flexable in many other ways, secret smile.

Just to say a big thank you to all who have taken time to view my blogs I have just passed the 8,000 mark in fact as of two min ago

8,013. for although it is not by any stretch of the imagination a most viewed blog on the internet to me it is very pleasing, so Thank

You all.

No not a shed teardrop for the viewing figures, just a deligthful raindrop and not just for without this and the many other wonders of nature we would not be here to pontificate about such things.

Serenity above in both photos, while senility is more likely what I have for all my efforts.

Below are a couple of the epitaths found in Bunhill Fields a burial grounds on City road EC1 there are many other famous persons resting there such as Daniel Defoe, John Bunyan as well as numerous others.

But the oddest is the epitaph of the lady below who had some 240 gallons of water drawn from her body Dame Mary Page, who over a period of 67 months and was tapped 66 times with about 29 pints each time being drawn off her lungs.

Right enough of the somber world for although it is part of life's rich tapestry I think happier ramblings are required, mind you the cemetery is really worth a visit preferably on your own legs rather than being carried in.

I do think this the one time ' You are here ' is not required.

Winter flowers to brighten our duller days in the cold and winter grey, what bee will be crazy to be out polenating in this weather. Mind you the way some farmers are spraying evil pesticides we will be lucky to have any of these wonderful pollinators left and once they go, either we employ persons to do the job, as is already happening in China, or we have no crops. Trouble is I really do not fancy eating human honey. So this is what I call lightening up the mood.

Above Autumn at RSPB Rainham Marshes on the greyest day the light is still infused within the plants and birds, we saw flocks of geese, shell ducks, heron, lapwings a lone kestrel and many more. a great place to blow away the cobwebs and revitalise oneself.

Even light filtered through a filter is still light that has traveled from our wonderful sun forming life,within the crazy concoction of cells, micro elements, mud, gases, sparks and here we are, let us honour our millions of years journey and stop abusing, ignoring and killing our fellow humans.

Paddington Bear sits and waits at Paddington Station, Michael Bond's sadly passed away in June this year, but his famous character carries on both in his books and films. Amazing that we love so this ilegal immigrant so much, while many persons in UK have an almost pathalogical dislike for people of difference nationalities. Britain once had a most fabulous attitude towards those down at the heel and persecuted in their own country, made homeless and in fear. But many seem to have lost that emphathy towards the such persons, hence part of the backlash in the decision made about Brexit, by some members of our great nation.

All that remains of Brighton West Pier after two fires wiped it out back in 2003 and left it a skeleton of steel, if very bored try my poem to the pier, hidden somewhere in my blog. Also a chance to see how not to write poetry.

Some of the wood folks true nature are carved out to be viewed.

These amazing wood carvings are to be found in South Wales in a village/town called Caerleon

The fairies are out and about this one holding onto time as told by the dandilion seeds.

But still we have moved into 2018, so Happy New Year to one and all in UK and around the world, may health, wisdom, and peace be the prevailing aims and goals of all the human race in the way we treat and think of our fellows as well as the way we treat and hold the world.

Fruit trees at rest awaiting spring to return but in the meantime gathering their sap and having some down time.

The infamous Robin winters it out with us while many others of his feathered cousins have flown to warmer climates, one wonders who are the craziest, those that fly thousands of miles or those who choose too brave out the wind, rain, snow and cold of UK. So think to the future.

Remember those summer days of warm and blue skies, especially with the tortoise clouds ambling past.

well fear not those days will return.

In the meantime, a time that is mean, for we all get older and Old Father Thames keeps on rolling along just the same. Here are are some wooden jetties, long out of use, when the sides to the Thames were so much lower.

The Thames on gloriously sunny winters day.

Below a visit to Tate Modern Art Gallery, in the Turbine room.

A huge silver metal ball swings above our heads as we swing on swings, we being of all ages. They always have most imaginative and large exhibits here.

The Black Friars Pub grade 2 listed building originates from 1875 and remodelled in 1905. A drop of what the friars enjoyed stood them in good fettle and should do the same for us.

So what is on Tin Tin's mind? its bad enough working out that which floats around within my brain cells and connecting sparks without guessing at a cartoon characters thoughts.

Cold weather deserves warm thoughts, spring is on its way this is what it looks like.

Okay maybe more like summer whichever to it'll be great to have colour back a dispel the grey skies and brown countryside, in exchange for the green, interwoven with clumps of blues and yellows. For although I love the bare limbed architecture of the trees in winter my eyes longs for colour and movement to soft UK winds ruffling leaves and grasses. Not to forget the wonderful birds song that rattles in the sunrise, be it territory owning or love making calls, bring it on for it lifts the heart and soul in its purity of sound.