As the Blues sing, Keep Right On (to the end of the road). And in my car, the next thing is indicate, turn and carry on into the wide world. 117 more words
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When we moved into Aldridge over a decade ago, the shed in the garden was somewhat rundown. Unable to do much immediately, I simply tacked a tarpaulin over to make it watertight again and the following summer we laid down a new slabbed area for the replacement. 202 more words
I apologise in advance if this sounds like a sales pitch. It isn’t.
Next Friday the Kickstarter for my second crowd-funded game closes. It’s funded already, and further pledges are pushing the campaign closer and closer towards the first stretch goal which unlocks alternative artwork. 89 more words
…it’s all mines, it’s all mines.
Or, “We built this city on rock and holes“…
This is a very brief post to say I saw a diagram this morning of some exclusion zones in the Black Country where we know there are mine workings so close to the surface it’s dangerous to develop the land for any purpose, including storage. 36 more words