Author: Living in Lymington

There comes a point in every guitarists life (and maybe every other musicians’ as well for all I know) when they see The Guitar (insert other Capitalised instrument of choice if required). It’s the guitar they were born to play, the One they will cherish for ever, or at least until the next Guitar comes…

Then why do they have a plug-hole? Having got the camera out for my previous post, I figured I’d seize the fish, Carpe Diem, carp, fish, geddit? Oh please yourself! Anyway having got the camera out and copied the images to the computer for resizing and uploading I thought I may as well also upload…

Now I have lived in a couple of the erm, grimier parts of London in my time, so I’m not a stranger to graffiti. When we first moved to Lymington the (almost) total lack of tags was quite a revelation. You had to try pretty hard to find any spray-painted scent marking anywhere. Whilst I…

You blink once and 6 months goes, just like that. Hmm. Think I’ll have to unload various random ramblings on a more regular basis, they’re not doing me any good stuck inside my head… So anyway, around 3 years ago the zip on my leather jacket broke. Well actually the little brass stopend came off…

Living in a place like Lymington, stuff that doesn’t even appear on the radar of many town dwellers achieves a certain visibility. Like buildings. Building them, knocking them down or just knocking them about a bit. It’s true that Lymington has been branded as snobby and held up as some kind of paragon of nimby-ism.…

Frequent visitors will, apart from wasting time due to the lack of frequency of posts, notice that we have fetched up at the Mayflower Theatre in Southampton on occasion. Due to Wife’s recent birthday, and due to her being

Well believe it or not that’s exactly what we were told on our first visit to the vets when we moved to Lymington. Initially it was pretty much right, but with

So you blink and the summer’s gone, you’ve not written a thing, witty or otherwise for some little while now. Call it obligation, inspiration, whatever, here we go again. Regular readers will recall that I am a keen watcher of gardens rather than a gardener, but I am kept informed of what is prevailing in…

I am reliably informed (via Google) that Arthur C. Clarke once said

I was initially amused to see that there was a thread running through BBC Breakfast TV this morning concerning whether Lymington was snobby and elitist. And why? Because the planning application for a J D Wetherspoon pub had been rejected. I say ‘initially’ amused as I have been astonished at the volume and tone of…