-
antivirus Bork C Cannes celtic dreams esterel exercise fairy Firefox gods Gorbio gothic greeks haiku Lorenna McKennitt Monaco Mozilla photo Poem radio rain Rant run sleep Stars'N'Bars storm tools voltaire windows wine yoda zombies Baka (12)
Commentary (18)
Cotton (1)
Food (2)
Humour (16)
Music (3)
Personal (23)
Poetry (100)
Riviera (14)
Tatty (6)
Technical (16)
thechannelc (1)
Thoughts (36)
Unclr (7)
WP Cumulus Flash tag cloud by Roy Tanck and Luke Morton requires Flash Player 9 or better.
Polls
Loading ...Recent Tweets
- click click / scents contest jasmine / fluttering chiffon #haiku #cannes #festival about 5 days ago
- How many cunts does it take to make an OS? -- Ask Microsoft, they probably patented it. Fri, 4 May 2012
- @PamBull spammer scum like you go to @spam Fri, 4 May 2012 in reply to PamBull
- live you yes; love you yes; are you? #yoda Fri, 4 May 2012
- soft scent / jasmine odours / tickle the nose #haiku Fri, 4 May 2012
-
Anthony Howe
Friends
NSFW
Twitter
Archives
- May 2012
- April 2012
- November 2011
- September 2011
- August 2011
- July 2011
- April 2011
- February 2011
- December 2010
- August 2010
- July 2010
- May 2010
- April 2010
- March 2010
- February 2010
- January 2010
- November 2009
- October 2009
- September 2009
- August 2009
- July 2009
- June 2009
- May 2009
- April 2009
- March 2009
- February 2009
- January 2009
- December 2008
- November 2008
- October 2008
- September 2008
- August 2008
- July 2008
- June 2008
- May 2008
Meta
Tag Archives: esterel
Red Glasses
Last night I was up late watching a film, enjoying some red wine at the same time. Towards the end of the film and the end of the glass, the glass slipped from hand and shattered on the tile floor. … Continue reading
A Cuppa For Thor
What is it about hot drinks like tea, coffee, hot chocolate, and gluvine that settles the mind and body at the start or end of the day? Is it simply that it takes time to cool before we can drink; … Continue reading
Resonate Thoughts
I’ve written before about The Grandfather Clock (Tempus Fugit) that came from our former family chalet. Well it stands right next to my desk, ticking and chiming away the moments of each day. This morning while preparing my earlier post … Continue reading
Tempus Fugit
It’s late on a weekday night in winter, that is not winter enough, in a country now far removed. The late night silence disturbed only by the tick tock of The Grandfather Clock, the heart of a home past, a … Continue reading