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Titus Xylophonicus, listenable things and the third parade of the year

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Things have been A Bit Much lately; getting pulled in a million directions at once, but we're not getting into that; I just want to sort through some recent photos and videos, and get back into the habit of aimlessly writing about whatever has been capturing my imagination.   Starting with the absolute joy that is playing the xylophone. I just kind of stumbled into this endeavour unintentionally and properly caught the bug - they're fun to play, super easy to learn, and the sound of them is just so endearing. I opted for an alto xylophone, with a satisfyingly weighty tone, less bright than a soprano but not quite as a deep as a bass (or a behs - does it still qualify as a behs if it's a xylophone?); the sound is absolutely gorgeous and it's really relaxing to clonk out some tunes on it. The only drawback is that it's a damnsight bigger than I expected it to be, and trying to find somewhere to keep the bugger is proving a challenge. I'll work something out. Ma...
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Allotments revisited!

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Catching up with more pictures today and yes, it's time for another wander up through the allotments. This time, I set off earlier than usual, mainly hoping to avoid the worst of the heat, but also had the pleasure of a peaceful walk.   Stepping into this shaded area after being in the sun was absolutely sublime. Cool, refreshing, surrounded by plants - honestly, what more could you ask for in life? This bit is great for when you want to feel like you're rummaging through the wilderness but you're short on time. It's close to home and it's a small area of the path, like a little flourish of wilderness, just to scratch the itch.  Fleurs!  More fleurs!  Taking a detour onto the Yellow Brick Road (no longer yellow, but the memory of its sandy glory days - and its propensity to turn into an absolute swamp whenever it rained - lives on.)  Fleurs vol. 3, to the side of Magic Path vol. 2 (this is why I can't be relied upon to give people directions.)  Snapping the...
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Cats vol. 19: The Eyes Have It

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It's that time again, another vein of weird cat ornaments has emerged and this week, it's all about the eyes...   Starting with a classic example of Cat, one of the many lengthy offerings, but it was the deeply affronted expression that made me think "It's time for more Cats."     In theory, this one's not too weird overall, but that expression is a bit fucking sus .     To be fair, I do like the swirly patterns on this one.  Piss-holes in th'snow.   And now, of course, it's time for a palate cleanser. Enjoy!    This chap is very appealing, with the stocky hooter, the sultry colour scheme and the squint - whether he's got poor eyesight or he's been on some bloody good gear, either way, he's a real charmer!
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Bolleaux to your gatooks!

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It's not Sunday, but I got mixed up with my days and Sunday Shitposting doesn't answer to the laws of linear time, it's a state of mind! To that end, while sorting through some files, I found some mildly amusing reviews of a Black Forest gateau on Shamansburys' website, not quite on a par with the Amazon reviews of various ouija boards circa Spring 2016 (one that's written on my heart forever is "I bought this ouija board now George Michael won't leave me alone ffs"), but you've got to get your kicks where you can nowadays. This effort mainly resulted from a discussion about that Chewin' the Fat sketch, wherein Greg Hemphill referred to a gateau as a " gatooks ", which is a lot of fun to say and it has legitimately been one of my favourite things for the past few weeks (it's up there with Hologram Farkas and jayperpapoes!) Shall we have a see what the good people have to say about this gateau, then? First off, someone felt compel...
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Sun's out, harem pants out

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Right now, I should be doing sensible things but distractions are a-plenty and the current hot weather has enabled my procrasination with an excuse to rummage around the cupboard to dig out the fan, Alan's cooling mat and a cheesy throw with a tiger on it turned up - no idea why it was in there but it's in the laundry basket now anyway. Also this morning, I've been busy inadvertantly mind-marinating an episode of Northern News , can't remember specifically which episode it was, but Ian referred to jacket potatoes as "jayperpapoes" and that neologism is just hands down my favourite thing at the moment; it keeps coming into my head and making me laugh. It's a bit too sizzly for jackets (both the spuds and the garments) at the moment, but when we get some colder weather, I will absolutely be on it with some jayperpapoes. Probably with tuna and mayo, some grated cheddar and a splash of hot sauce - yums . Another thing that's been on my mind lately is whisk...
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