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IT WAS ALL VERY WELL FOR NOAH!

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Ok, so maybe the ark didn’t just fit together like a model sail boat. But, really, all the old boy had to do was round up a few breeding pairs, some hay and some grain (for them), enough bread and shrimp paste for sarnies and a box of tea bags (for self) and sail around til the rain stopped.

I don’t recall anything in that story about Noah (or, more likely, Mrs. Noah) having to weild a ruddy great shovel to clear away mud. And they must have had a shovel. For removing the obvious.

I have a shovel. It’s called in the trade a wide-mouth shovel. That’s because it has a big square front. When I say “big” I mean 12″ or 300mm across . You can shift a lot of stuff with this shovel.This is a good thing. Because there is a lot to be shifted.

Gardeners of the old school will know what a spit is. The mud and pebbles and sand blocking this drain was a spit. And as I’ve just told you how big my shovel is…

It was enough to make me spit! This is a drain on neighbouring property.


And this is (some of) what it caused to flood onto our property.

 

And this is the drain when the builder FINALLY cleared it and replaced the teeny-weeny pebbles with bigger rocks.


Mind you, the silt is building up again because the silly little builder-person (gosh! I’m polite!) has still not addressed the problem of silt from above the drain…

Still, at least I have a big shovel. And a powerful backhand!!!


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And I’m a lot luckier than some…

I wonder if Igor Sikorski ever thought his strange craft would be so relied on in the civil sphere? Developed for war and almost mandatory for rescues. You can’t say the same for a tank, can you!


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I have been trying to write. And I keep hitting the wall. (some of us know its bricks only too well!) This creative struggle can be more draining than physical exertions, can’t it?

I know some artists have favoured methods for dragging themselves out of their sloughs and slumps. Some go for long walks on windswept beaches; some swear by a pot of Lapsang Souchong. For some, it’s hard liquor or a work-out at the gym.

For me? Well, sometimes a brisk walk helps. Sometimes music. But usually, when the right words are just beyond my grasp the best thing I can do is…something else!

So I’ll leave you with this bit of nonsense, written a few years ago as part of a running joke with a poet friend.

Has anybody seen my muse? (not the one by A.A. Milne)


I turned on my p.c. this morning, quite early.
The sun was just rising, the dew drops were pearly.
I stared at the keyboard and waited to hear
The voice of my Muse, whisp’ring soft in my ear.

Nothing.

You can tell that these limping and weak little rhymes
Were never inspired by Musical chimes.
D’you know what I think?I think that my Muse
Has won the Gold Lotto and gone on a cruise!

Has anybody seen my Muse?

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Author: dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!

8 thoughts on “IT WAS ALL VERY WELL FOR NOAH!

  1. Blimey your weather is all over the place!

    Our winter seems to have not happened! Spring is here this week – but only in the daytime and it gets a tad nippy at night!! Which is bad news for all the bumble bees and Brimstone butterflies that woke up and fluttered about in the sunshine.

    You’ll find your muse in the most unexpected places.

    Celia

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  2. I have my eyes closed so I can’t read what you’ve written or what I’m posting – was it any good? Am I missing much?

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  3. Now that’s what I call a shovel! And I should know.

    Do you really think they had shrimp paste sandwiches on the Ark? I’d have said cheese and tomato.

    And Ziggi’s just commented tomorrow – that’s disconcerting.

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  4. Can you remember where you left it?

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  5. You’ve really got to stop hitting that wall – you could hurt yourself. Maybe try the shovel on it?

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  6. Celia…Brimstones in mid-February! As for the muse, it’s quite probably under that mudslide!

    ziggi…yes, brilliant! and again yes,barrels of fun.

    malc…no, couldn’t have had tomatoes cos Sir Walter hadn’t found them yet!
    Ziggi is often disconcerted and -ing.

    reg…halfway up Mt. Ararat…oh! you mean the muse? No, she just buggered off.

    denise…ahh! kiwi ingenuity. Brilliant!

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