A civilized man cast among fundamentalists

H.L. Mencken on the Scopes 'Monkey' trial.
Delightful.

Things to do during the heatwave...

The Toymaker has some nice paper toys to make.

Whereas, if lists are your thing, here's a list of lists (best of 2005 stuff).

Growabrain has an excellent page of Bob Dylan links.

Nurse would take us to the Natural History Museum during the summer hols, so this brings it all flooding back.

Retrolounge

Now here's a delight - Retrolounge.

In the air tonight.

When Charlie was a boy, Nanny would sit me on her knee of an evening and tinker with a cat's whisker.
Happy days.
Here's what we heard - thanks to RadioLovers.

Automata

What a diverting little bagatelle.
Chomick + Meder Figurative art and automata.
Take the time to peek at their links page too.
Super duper.

Spaced

Fascinating photos of the cosmos. July 10th 2006 is amazing.

RIP

In memory of Frederic (Fred) Arthur Clark. ("He was often wrong but never in doubt").

Oh Dear Me

It's doing the rounds so I thought I'd mention it.
A colonial pro-lifer who takes an article in The Onion to task (from 1999 mind you), overlooking the fact that the said publication is an on-line satirical magazine.
Read the comments too.

Hmmm

It seems that the 100 best websites for men can be found here.
And the best for women here.
Worth a look but if these are the best, what must the worst be like?

Jack yourself

Now, I'm not one for doing-it-myself but some things have a pleasure attached.
Try this DIY Jack the Dripper page.

Aural ambrosia

For your further delectation I offer the following links to sites, blogs and what have you, that all have mp3s drawn from old 78s.
Pure pleasure.

Juneberry78
shellacshanty
foldedspace

French

La Vie Francaise sells French stuff.
Good luck to them.

More traditional palates will probably stick to Fortnum's.
Each to his own, I say.

Furniture abuse

The state of British education is now so bad that the great unwashed aren't even taught how to utilise common items of furniture these days. Here we see a young shaver from a 'sink estate' baffled by a rush-bottomed chair. Yet this buffoon has recently been appointed to high office in a well-known chain of 'fast-food emporia' on a salary of several hundred pounds per annum. What message does this send out to his peers?
I have all this on good authority from Crown Prince Louis-Phillippe, who was a fellow guest of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence at their splendid rest home in Derbyshire. When he is returned to his rightful position he assures me that this sort of thing will be brought to a swift end. I look forward to a return of standards.
Saw a chap in town today in brown shoes. We have a long road ahead of us, I fear.

Mr Key speaks

As I lay in the recovery position, some comfort was had from listening to Mr Key's wireless messages. The flame-haired temptress transferred them to something called an 'mp3 player' and I'd urge you to do the same.
You should, if you're paying attention, be familiar with Mr Key by now. If you missed this vital information, then pop along to his Hooting Yard interweb electropage forthwith.

Here we are again...

Well, that was unexpected!
As you'll see if you peep at the date of the last post, there's been a wee hiatus.
Charlie's been a tad poorly so the flame-haired temptress took me away to get better.
The flame-haired temptress has idiosyncratic views about what might aid the ailing chap and her methods are severe and intense.
Suffice to say, I can now walk again, unaided, although the hands shake a little and the vision is blurred, but that's what flame-haired temptresses are for.

So back to business.