Thursday, 23 April 2009
Tuesday, 21 April 2009
Here's a little movie of the designer of FF Meta speaking about his relationship to the Mac, and the way it changed his trade. You will need to have some knowledge of the German language to fully appreciate it however. Speaking of which... I'm off to Germany on Saturday!
Sunday, 19 April 2009
Saturday was the day of another reunion of friends from way back. A get together at The Rendezvous cafe was our starter for ten, followed by a meal at Picasso's. Great to be together with old friends and to welcome Sue and Bengt from Sweden. Lots of trips down memory lane and plenty of laughs into the bargain.
Today the sun finally appeared and we took Gracie out to Plessey Woods for a long and exhausting walk. A plunge into a mud pool resulted in a shower for her when we got home. Then it was sleeves rolled up and a spot of gardening to finish the weekend of nicely.
Thursday, 16 April 2009
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Me and my pals could walk all the way along the railway line from Monkseaton to Blyth. The 'Blyther' as the train was known, would come rattling and puffing its steamy way along this track, where we would be lying in wait having placed pennies on the line. If the driver or fireman saw you there was a shower of boiling water coming your way, but we were far too clever to be caught out like that! Nowadays this line is a lovely green walkway for the posh people of Whitley Lodge and Red House Farm Estates.
The track comes out almost opposite my old school.... Valley Gardens. From here you can see the art rooms where I spent most of my last year, trying to fill my portfolio with enough decent stuff to get into Newcastle College of Art. Between Valley Gardens and the High School there's a track and two solitary trees. This track used to lead to Red House Farm, where Bren kept her pony, Rapide, when I first knew her.
Then on down Monkseaton Drive, which was waste ground known as 'The Common' when I was a kid. Out onto the Promenade, find a nice place to sit with a lovely view of Whitley Bay while I have my lunch.
Then back on the bike and on towards the lighthouse - another place of great adventures from my childhood. Then the long haul up towards the Delaval Arms and back into the bottom end of Holywell Dene, (it was nice to bump into the Riley family going the other way!) Finally completing the circuit before returning back home. What a fabulous trip!
Saturday, 11 April 2009
Friday, 10 April 2009
"It’s Friday, but Sunday’s a comin’. It was Friday, and my Jesus is dead on a tree. But that’s Friday, and Sunday’s a comin’. Friday, Mary’s crying her eyes out, the disciples are running in every direction like sheep without a shepherd. But that’s Friday, and Sunday’s a comin’. Friday, some are looking at the world and saying, “As things have been, so they shall be. You can’t change nothing in this world! You can’t change nothing in this world!” But they didn’t know that it was only Friday, and Sunday’s a comin’. Friday, them forces that oppress the poor and keep people down, them forces that destroy people, the forces in control now, them forces that are gonna rule, they don’t know it’s only Friday, but Sunday’s a comin’. Friday, people are saying, “Darkness is gonna rule the world, sadness is gonna be everywhere,” but they don’t know it’s only Friday, but Sunday’s a comin’. Even though this world is rotten, as it is right now, we know it’s only Friday. But Sunday’s a comin’. "
Bob finishes with... "I can’t imagine what the original was like, but when Tony gets spitting and sweating, you feel the Spirit move! “It’s Friday…but Sunday’s coming.” When Jesus Christ blew the doors off the tomb (OK – stone) and marched out alive, everything he did and said was proven to be true. Friday suddenly made sense. That is why Easter is the greatest event in human history. And Easter means that all that Jesus endured and accomplished on the cross really makes Good Friday – good!" (Hat Tip: TSK)
My own thoughts on this event (Easter) are always tempered by the desire to make the reality of the death and resurrection of Christ, and the KINGDOM that he sought to bring, relevant and accessible to those who don't necessarily see themselves as 'religious'. The emotional and religious machinations and rituals of the (mainly) evangelical church see to it that various mental gymnastics are performed by the faith-ful to produce sobriety on Good Friday, and then reversed on Easter Day to turn them into Happy Smiley People. Of course, we can be very grateful to God for the work of his son, and its good to remember this redemptive event at a specific time, but oh that we could embrace and express it all the rest of the time too. Also worth mentioning is that, in my experience, God is not very far away at any given time, and that those who don't particularly express any faith, are probably nearer to God than they, or us, realise.
Monday, 6 April 2009
Their button accordian player turned out to be none other than Frank Lee, a friend from years back and former resident of WB. The last time we met him was about ten years ago during a similar performance in Keswick market place!
Crowds thronged around The Amusements and ice cream parlours in greater number than I've seen down there for many a year. We treated ourselves to a Delaval Ice Cream and popped into the premises of Culture Quarter, who are taking their best shot at rejuvenating creative activity at The Dome amongst other things.
Sunday, 5 April 2009
Saturday, 4 April 2009
These days the type is set on a computer and the results are usually printed on high speed lithographic presses, but there is still a place for the artisan printer, where individual craftsmanship can be expressed through short-run work. (Hat Tip: www.typedu.org)