Wednesday 31 August 2011

Thank you

Thanks Richard and Ted for keeping the place aired and making guests welcome in Typewriter Heaven. I'm back from a few weeks holidaying in France and feeling bereft of any inspiration to witter about typewritters. Having said that, there are new acquisitions on the horizon. A vaguely described Olympia portable and an even more cryptically described "typewriter". If they make it through the Pearly Gates, dear reader, you'll be the first to know. Until the muse visits, I'll leave you with a panoramic virtual tour of the village we stayed near, and the sad wartime tale which accompanies the memorial.

Panorama of Frayssinet-le-Gelat supplied by Panoramic Earth
In Frayssinet-le-Gélat, members of the French resistance shot and killed a German officer. For this, 15 young locals were taken hostage and assassinated. Most were young men from one-child families… to prevent any further family line of descent. Five were young women. The schoolmaster attempted to escape, and was shot outside the school. Outside the church there's a monument and a plaque bearing the names of all the fifteen young victims.

Friday 26 August 2011

T.A.R.D.I.S. Fuel - A Guest Post


Goldurnit, blogger doesn't work the way I expected it to. I guess you have to click the images to actually read 'm.


Thursday 11 August 2011

An incurable itch...

A service label for the 21st Century?











Cacoethes Scribendi 

If all the trees in all the woods were men;
And each and every blade of grass a pen;
If every leaf on every shrub and tree
Turned to a sheet of foolscap; every sea
Were changed to ink, and all earth's living tribes
Had nothing else to do but act as scribes,
And for ten thousand ages, day and night,
The human race should write, and write, and write,
Till all the pens and paper were used up,
And the huge inkstand was an empty cup,
Still would the scribblers clustered round its brink
Call for more pens, more paper, and more ink.

Oliver Wendell Holmes