<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002</id><updated>2011-11-27T22:51:25.931-01:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ CrazyJay’s – Welcome to SOULVILLE</title><subtitle type='html'>Random stuff - sometimes serious stuff about music, sometimes complete nonsense rambling - Comments &lt;U&gt;always&lt;/U&gt; welcome. - Especially if I ask questions... I ask questions for a reason, it's because I want answers, not because I like the look of question marks!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-2757506354538422912</id><published>2009-05-20T07:27:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:48:59.785-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I did anything here. I've forgotten how to!&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened, which I'm sure will make it's way into various aspects of my blogging.  I intend to add something to all of my Blogs over the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-2757506354538422912?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/2757506354538422912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=2757506354538422912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2757506354538422912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2757506354538422912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-so-long-since-i-did-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-5381206970337088600</id><published>2008-11-27T09:59:00.004-01:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:17:55.938-01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUL CITY Label Records</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B2GHWMaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQqlX9YBsA4/s1600-h/flood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B2GHWMaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQqlX9YBsA4/s200/flood.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273294980051775906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1y5MGsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2DU1e_KT4Ew/s1600-h/delights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1y5MGsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2DU1e_KT4Ew/s200/delights.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273294974892120770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1pVd_tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NAl0eoDyE0w/s1600-h/vernado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1pVd_tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NAl0eoDyE0w/s200/vernado.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273294972326379218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1ZbzxQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nXNQxSSpwEY/s1600-h/varner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B1ZbzxQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nXNQxSSpwEY/s200/varner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273294968058004738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6BhnFTuTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/suRYcIt6t7I/s1600-h/appreciations.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6BhnFTuTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/suRYcIt6t7I/s200/appreciations.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273294628124342578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently purchased a bundle of 45's on the SOUL CIT label. I have to confess to being a bit of a snob about records - (You see I do like originals) - However, I'm quite happy to have these in my collection, until such time as I find an original in good enough condition to replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now - With this bundle, I got quite a few duplicates.  So I am selling those on some I am listing on Ebay - &lt;A HREF="http://shop.ebay.co.uk/merchant/dj_crazyjay_W0QQ_nkwZQQ_armrsZ1QQ_fromZQQ_mdoZ"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also listing a few on Ebid to see if it really is a viable alternative&lt;a href="http://uk.nine.ebid.net/perl/main.cgi?words=CrazyJay&amp;amp;mo=search&amp;amp;type=user"&gt;Crazy Jays Ebid Items&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the lower commission - The prices on Ebid tend to be somewhat lower, so please feel free to compare both my listings, also, it would appear there is a lower likelihood of being outbid on items on Ebid (&lt;I&gt;Not too many customers at the moment&lt;/I&gt;) - so that REALLY gives potential for bagging a bargain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-5381206970337088600?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/5381206970337088600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=5381206970337088600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/5381206970337088600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/5381206970337088600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/11/soul-city-label-records.html' title='SOUL CITY Label Records'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/SS6B2GHWMaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQqlX9YBsA4/s72-c/flood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-5230976490915481409</id><published>2008-11-25T14:16:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:24:16.780-01:00</updated><title type='text'>At last - An alternative to E-bay......Ebid!</title><content type='html'>Yes - There is an alternative to Ebay. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, Ebay still seems to have the lions share of the market. There are lots of &lt;strong&gt;SELLERS&lt;/strong&gt; on Ebid, but the buyers seem to be firmly stuck in the mud the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So WHY change? - For one thing, there are likely to be bargains to be had on Ebid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. There is stuff to buy, and if YOU are the only bidder - Bingo...... Best price possible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - Go take a look. Keeping looking and more to the point. Keep bidding. If more buyers come over, so will more sellers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.nine.ebid.net/perl/main.cgi?words=CrazyJay&amp;amp;mo=search&amp;amp;type=user"&gt;Crazy Jays Ebid Items&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I'm only selling 1 item. But I intend to list more records soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-5230976490915481409?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/5230976490915481409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=5230976490915481409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/5230976490915481409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/5230976490915481409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-last-alternative-to-e-bayebid.html' title='At last - An alternative to E-bay......Ebid!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-2189578297767439393</id><published>2008-09-30T12:51:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:04:33.303-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The broken lock!</title><content type='html'>Time and time again, both me and my wife have to tell our boys to stop playing with the door.  "Don't slam it!" - "Don't swing on the handle" - "Don't fight through it".... Well, I'm sure you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried for two reasons - First, one of them is going to get hurt. I accidentally trapped Ryans fingers in the door the other day, which I felt really bad about, but had the door been slammed on his fingers rather than just closed he could well have lost them or at least broken them rather than just been a bit bruised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once again, I hear the front door go &lt;B&gt;BANG&lt;/B&gt;, but didn't click shut,but no sound of tears, so nobody is hurt, but something must have been in the way to prevent it's closure. That somethign made itself quite clear when I opened the door to see the keys sticking out at a surprisingly jaunty angle.  Gingerly I removed the front door key........I was right to be careful, but it did not good. What I actually removed was &lt;i&gt;half&lt;/I&gt; a key.  The other half of course was still stuck in the lock. Fortunately my father in law was round, and although I had managed to remove the door handle and gained access to the barrel, I didn't know how to release it. Between us we worked it out, but we were on a tight schedule, as the locksmiths was ony going to be open for another 15 minutes. No sooner was the barrel out, than I was in the car dashing doen to buy a new one.  I was expecting the worst, so was pleasantly surprised to find that a new barrel was only just under £20 (I thought it would be between £30-£35).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that lining the new lock up could be pretty tricky, but lady luck once more smiled on me, and it went in place with ease - Job done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-2189578297767439393?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/2189578297767439393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=2189578297767439393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2189578297767439393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2189578297767439393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/09/broken-lock.html' title='The broken lock!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-8876357613420471688</id><published>2008-07-04T11:03:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:08:19.753-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The CROW</title><content type='html'>I noticed that THE CROW was on TV, but it was late at night, so rather than stay up to watch it, I decided to record it to DVD.  I didn't realise it was the fourth installment - Wicked Prayer??? or some such crappy title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen a CROW film before, so perhaps seeing the fourth incarnation first was a bad move.  Was the original one any good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am left with 2 thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - I wasted a valuable recordable DVD on this piece of trash.&lt;br /&gt;2 - I will never get back the 2 hours of life that were wasted watching it.  I could have stopped at any point I guess, to see if there was anything better on.  Right from the very first scene I could see it was going to be a rubbish, waste of time movie....... I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have guessed that I didn't care too much for this film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-8876357613420471688?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/8876357613420471688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=8876357613420471688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/8876357613420471688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/8876357613420471688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/07/crow.html' title='The CROW'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-6842383047271722712</id><published>2008-07-03T11:29:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:36:06.233-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Artistic use of Geometry in the Real World</title><content type='html'>That's rather a grand title, for what is in essence a rather pointless observation I made the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I had nevr noticed it before, but am sure that it is universal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a public toilet, washed my hands (which is of course only right!), then went to use the hand drier.  it was then that I discovered that the blower angle is perfectly positioned to blow the droplets of water off of your hands, straight down ontot he front of your trousers - right onto the crotch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out loking as though I had shaken a little too vigourously, which I can assure you I had not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-6842383047271722712?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/6842383047271722712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=6842383047271722712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/6842383047271722712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/6842383047271722712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/07/artistic-use-of-geometry-in-real-world.html' title='The Artistic use of Geometry in the Real World'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-3529949565147006605</id><published>2008-06-06T12:53:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:05:48.919-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Music&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a gig at THE MUSIC PALACE in Crouch End (London) at the weekend.  Mainly to see a mate I have only ever met on the internet before - (He was on a short stopover in the UK, but normally resident in the US).  That was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Art Project &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got a little further with my novel. I'm now up to 20,000 words, and have a clear idea of the direction it is going in.  It's no nearer completion though, but that's OK, because all those folks that were holding their breath for it's arrival will be well and truly dead by now, so there's no longer a need to rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why put off till tommorow something that you can just as well put off till next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My Current Obsession&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha ha........ Yes, things in this department have taken a most bizarre turn. I decided NOT to buy any new records this year, and have just about managed to stick with it. (&lt;em&gt;I think I bought 2 or 3, but by my standards, that's doing pretty well&lt;/em&gt;.). However, I did fall into a most unexpected obsession. I bought a boardgame called Heroscape, then I started to design custom figures for it for a superhero version....Then before you know it, I have boxes and boxes and boxes of little plastic figures......I know i bought some, but this is ridiculous?????? I mean, have they been re-producing or something?  Oh, and I bought some toy cars to go with them.....Then realised all of a sudden that I had once again drifted off the rails into some bizarre other world where sense and nonsense were seamlessly joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. There you go.  If you have not visited my blog before, welocme to the madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-3529949565147006605?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/3529949565147006605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=3529949565147006605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/3529949565147006605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/3529949565147006605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-i-went-to-gig-at-music-palace-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-2195072947136412969</id><published>2007-04-17T11:34:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:44:46.460-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing HTML for E-bay listing</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Photo Light Studio set up&lt;/B&gt; – 2 flash heads with case, and all accessories.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/Plight1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/Plight2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/plight3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 flash heads – (&lt;I&gt;similar to Courtney / Bowens&lt;/I&gt;) The stronger has an output of 175 joules, the other has 115 joules.  Both fire with a flash temperature of 5500k.&lt;BR&gt; Each unit comes with stand, mains lead, reflector, protective lamp cap and white brolly. Full instructions for both units supplied.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kit comes complete with carrying case for convenient travelling to on-site locations, and for easy storage.  Also included are synch leads, a snoot – (for directional lighting.)&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also offering a superb Shepherd Flash Meter &lt;U&gt;under a separate listing&lt;/u&gt; – (&lt;I&gt;You may already own a flash meter.  If not, it is &lt;B&gt;&lt;font color = red&gt;STRONGLY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/B&gt; recommended to use one with this type of flash set up&lt;/I&gt;)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were bought by myself new several years ago, whilst working in photographic retail.  Trade price was about £500, Suggested retail I seem to recall was in the region of £750 - £800&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sold off the majority of my non-digital photography equipment, and am now only using a digital compact camera which is not suitable for use with studio lighting, hence this sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;The IMAGES below&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The images below are  partial  instructions and specification sheets for the two units.  If you cannot see any of the images, or require any further information please do not hesitate in contacting me.  Also, if you are local to the Newbury or Basingstoke area, and would like to see these units, please contact me to arrange – &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will NOT offer a buy it now price, but am starting the bidding off with a very low price, and NO reserve.)&lt;P&gt;  - If these end at less than £400, you will have bought an absolute bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/For%20sale/175b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sold off the majority of my non-digital photography equipment, and am now only using a digital compact camera which is not suitable for use with studio lighting, hence this sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;The IMAGES below&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The images below are  the  instruction and specification sheets for the two units.  If you cannot see any of the images, or require any further information please do not hesitate in contacting me.  Also, if you are local to the Newbury or Basingstoke area, and would like to see these units, please contact me to arrange – (I will NOT offer a buy it now price, but am starting the bidding off with a very low price, and NO reserve.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTiml2m-pI/AAAAAAAAABs/9ONJiAkOgos/s1600-h/175b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTiml2m-pI/AAAAAAAAABs/9ONJiAkOgos/s400/175b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054413834440604306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTihl2m-oI/AAAAAAAAABk/AQiQqxKA7Ic/s1600-h/175a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTihl2m-oI/AAAAAAAAABk/AQiQqxKA7Ic/s400/175a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054413748541258370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTibF2m-nI/AAAAAAAAABc/FO16PenR3J0/s1600-h/115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMImjFsEWJ8/RiTibF2m-nI/AAAAAAAAABc/FO16PenR3J0/s400/115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054413636872108658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-2195072947136412969?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/2195072947136412969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=2195072947136412969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2195072947136412969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2195072947136412969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2007/04/testing-html-for-e-bay-listing.html' title='Testing HTML for E-bay listing'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/For%20sale/th_175b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-990869572771547652</id><published>2007-04-04T08:04:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:58:23.168-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE DIY with a Passion - (BEWARE of toilet mouth syndrome!)</title><content type='html'>Yes. I really do. I hate, hate, hate DIY with the sort of passion, that is as strong as my equally passionate love for old records. anybody that knows me, knows that is pretty strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike putting up shelves, building units and re-directing electrical stuff. I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; messing about with pipes, and drains and anything else that is likely to (&lt;em&gt;which invariably means WILL&lt;/em&gt;) make a bloody horrible mess if I get it ever so slightly wrong. This also usually means that the job entails getting somebody else in to 1 - Sort out the original job, and 2 - repair any damage caused by my initial efforts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - It was with some distress, that I was met with the words from Mrs Jayster "&lt;em&gt;I would like to change the front room - I want to get rid of all the old skirting boards and put in new ones.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;! - It looks like an easy job, but I've got a nasty feeling it will be far more difficult to get a decent result. This was partially confirmed by my father in-law, who leant me a mitre saw and said it was, &lt;em&gt;a bit tricky! - &lt;/em&gt;And that coming from a very good builder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old skirting was built in at the time of the house build in the 1950's, and held in place with huge, square nails - Yes they were an absolute bastard to get out, and insisted on bringing out huge chunks of the wall as well. Good start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I didn't find cutting the corners that difficult, and only made a couple of minor mistakes on smaller sections, which I was able to rectify with virtually no wastage - Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the first days work by sticking up 2 sections with Grip &amp; Fill and a couple of small nails. The corners were not perfect, but not bad either. Mrs J was surprised that it had taken me so long to stick them in place, but happy when she realised that I had actually cut to shape and size all the other skirting boards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN..... Mrs Jayster suggested that while I get on and make the box section that covers the pipework, she would stick the other normal boards in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.  If I thought that getting the skirting boards right was a bit of a bastard, it was nothing compared to the cunty cunt cunt of a job that making the box section was going to be.  for one thing it is the longest wall, so my lengths of wood were too long to fit in my designated &lt;i&gt;wood cutting room&lt;/i&gt; I also had to contend with cutting holes in exactly the right place to get the radiator pipes through, then cutting the hole in half to fit the pieces together, and similar cut outs for TV ariel and power leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-990869572771547652?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/990869572771547652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=990869572771547652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/990869572771547652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/990869572771547652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-diy-with-passion-beware-of.html' title='I HATE DIY with a Passion - (BEWARE of toilet mouth syndrome!)'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-2025446686544788967</id><published>2007-02-19T14:38:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T14:41:18.276-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't the advancement of technology wonderful?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Blogger has been upgraded, improved and all that other jargon,.  I NOW have to log on twice, and cannot leave comments on other artists work from Illustration Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes on???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I AM PISSED OFF!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-2025446686544788967?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/2025446686544788967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=2025446686544788967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2025446686544788967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/2025446686544788967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2007/02/isnt-advancement-of-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-116064396649373005</id><published>2006-10-12T07:49:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:06:06.513-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping Frogs</title><content type='html'>We went to the fair last weekend. the boys went on lots of rides, eah costing a bloody fortune, but I'm not going to complain, we had a good time, and that's the main thing. I had a go on the &lt;b&gt;Flipping Frogs onto the lilly pads&lt;/b&gt; thing. So did my wife, (&lt;i&gt;She won a soft toy!&lt;/i&gt;) and my wife's freind also had a go, but like me, didn't win anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The two ladies fired off first, and both were pathetic, the frogs barely left the catapult, plopping harmlessly just the other side of the counter - Not going anywhere near the spinny, carousel type device with the spalshing water fountain. I figured, that these catapults therefore needed a bit of a hefty whack with the rubber mallet, because surely the girls wouldn't have started with such a pathetic feeble hit, not BOTH of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was of course wrong!.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lined up, and brought the mallet down with a mighty smack. It is probably at this point I should issue the following warning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before bringing the mallet down onto the catapult, ensure that your non-hammer holding hand is not in line with either the trajectory of the mallet, or under the catapult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm surprised that warning sign was not clearly displayed on the stall - Perhaps I ought to sue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, apart from hurting my fingers, I did manage to hit the catapult right on the button, with a fair amount of force.  Had my suspicion that the catapults were fairly stiff been correct, then I'm sure it would have been a very good shot, landing right in the middle of the lilly pads.  that was not to be the case though.  the frog sailed through the air, to the far side of the stall, and hit a woman who was just setting up her own frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My remaining shots were better!&lt;span style="color:#00ed;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ed;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-116064396649373005?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/116064396649373005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=116064396649373005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/116064396649373005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/116064396649373005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/10/jumping-frogs.html' title='Jumping Frogs'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-116047938612949785</id><published>2006-10-10T09:36:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:23:06.186-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Duck..... You have a LOT to answer to!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well. Almost half a year has passed, and I have not updated my Blog. I was inspired to do so by reading Scary Duck's account of masturbation to order, and it reminded me of a rather unpleasant story of much muckiness that I feel compelled to share.I did however forget my user name and password since my last visit, and have had a bit of a job tracking it all down again.... But here I am.I guess I had better start at the beginning, always a good place to start, although whether it helps explain the story any I don’t know. I lived in a rented house with some fellow biker mates, conditions were almost bordering on squat, but not quite! Anyway, we had a bit of a dispute with somebody, and were seeking a form of unpleasant revenge. &lt;em&gt;(I won't mention any names!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our form of revenge was to fill up a container, as best we could with a very specific male bodily fluid. that, then to be preserved for a period of months and deposited in aforementioned victims drink......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE NOTE.&lt;/strong&gt; If you are weak of stomach, you have probably read too far already, and should STOP reading immediatley! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The plan was set in motion, and we took the container to our respective rooms in turn. Said container being a glass from our drinks cabinet. I was third in line, so by the time the glass got back downstairs to me, from my giggling house mates, it had a reasonable content.  I took it upstairs, shut myself in my room, and started my important duty. Unfortunately, independent hand control went out of the window at the crucial moment, and the hand that was holding the glass in position had a sudden, unexpected spasm. the result of this spasm, was that the glass became momentarily unsupported. In an upright position, this may not have been so much of a problem.....BUT, at the acute angle I was holding it, combined with my weight on the bed, the glass tipped my way. And instead of me depositing my contents in the glass....Well I don't need to explain that bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sheet and mattress were severely dampened as was my leg and left buttock. NOT Pleasant, especially armed with the knowledge that what I had just spilt on myself was not the product of my own loins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided thereafter that each keeping our own deposits would be preferable, combining them only in the final stages. As it turned out, when the several months was over. The smell of our little collection was so ghastly, that we decided that whatever crime had been committed against us in the first place would never be serious enough to warrant this, so the idea was shelved and our weapon destroyed.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-116047938612949785?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/116047938612949785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=116047938612949785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/116047938612949785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/116047938612949785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/10/scary-duck-you-have-lot-to-answer-to.html' title='Scary Duck..... You have a LOT to answer to!!!!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-114975681394830352</id><published>2006-06-08T07:49:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T08:01:00.993-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy is an UGLY word..</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....But today I am indeed jealous!  But, I'm happy on the other hand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/FINI%20%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/FINI%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my old BSA..... Looks pretty cool! - that is not how it looked a couple of months ago though when I sold it.  This would be a wonderful bike to own and ride.  At least I know it has gone to a good home, and is being cherished in the way that it should......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....This is how the bike left me.  A bare, stripped frame, and everything else in various boxes and baskets.  I've had it for years, and never got round to re-building it.  Now I sort of regret it.... Especially as the weather has turned at last, and a ride to work would have been a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/DSC00456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, maybe one day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-114975681394830352?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/114975681394830352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=114975681394830352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114975681394830352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114975681394830352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/06/jealousy-is-ugly-word.html' title='Jealousy is an UGLY word..'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-114764105284372368</id><published>2006-05-14T19:55:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T12:40:12.180-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been reading my BLOG for some time.....&lt;I&gt;and have now realised that I'm back and contributing again&lt;/I&gt; but that's another story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recall my horrendous attempts at ridding my garden of bind weed, and in the process destroying a lot of very well established shrubs!!!  The patch of land that I obliterated was about 40 ft by 10ft - (and a bit more if truth be known!)  we have decided to cut this back and turn it into an extension of the lawn, more play space for the boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First step I had to make was to bring the level down to the same as the lawn.  I had to dig out about a foot of soil over the whole area to do this, and belive me, it may not sound a lot.... But it bloody well is!  Now, I'm no gardening expert, as you have probably already established, and to me dirt is dirt.  I didn't know that all the earth I had removed was top-soil, and that the crappy lighter brown stuff underneath is next to useless for growing on..... This, I was advised of, after I had wheeled umpteen tons of the stuff out of my garden and dumped it behind some trees.  So, after wheeling it all away, I had to go back, sieve it, taking out all the stones, of which there are lots and lots, and bring it back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the day doing this, and have now sown a load of grass seed, pressed it, raked it, scattered on more to soil, and pressed it again - &lt;I&gt;(only to discover that the topsoil is actually very sticky, and most of it ended up stuck to my shoes.  Fortunatley I discovered this before I went back in the house, as that would have created a whole nother story!!!!!!)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watered it in, but had to do it with a watering can due to the hosepipe ban that is currently in force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/DSC01225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/DSC01225.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.....Now wasn't that interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;PS -If you're here looking for my attempts at Illustration Friday.  You need to look in The Little Shop Of Horrors.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Art Project &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find this over in the Little Shop of Horrors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-114764105284372368?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/114764105284372368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=114764105284372368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114764105284372368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114764105284372368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/05/daily-grind-if-youve-been-reading-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-114681873245052449</id><published>2006-05-05T07:42:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:45:32.463-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Music&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently back into 1950's! Rockabilly and Rock'n'Roll Jive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL motorcycles now SOLD.  end of a chapter.....end of an ERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Art Project &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering taking up on the Illustration Friday thing.  I've been doing a few ATCs - (Artist Trading Cards)... I must find something to do to get me out of this un-creative rut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-114681873245052449?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/114681873245052449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=114681873245052449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114681873245052449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/114681873245052449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-currently-back-into-1950s.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113835177812945144</id><published>2006-01-27T07:40:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T07:49:38.160-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am once again obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;My Current Obsession&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working hard on this novel writing idea - as a result - (added to the fact that I have met so many of my old freinds over on MySpace), I am unlikely to update this Blog on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel currently stands at just over 4,500 words - So, a long way to go yet.  But, it's taking shape, gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed meeting everyone that I have here, and will of course make regularish visits to read through soem of the updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113835177812945144?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113835177812945144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113835177812945144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113835177812945144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113835177812945144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-once-again-obsessed.html' title='I am once again obsessed'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113775732253168359</id><published>2006-01-20T10:28:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:42:02.546-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Legend passes away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Music&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read today that Soul legend Wilson Picket passed away - Very sad news indeed. He was probably one of the Soul names that EVERYBODY knows - whether into 60's music or not. - so close on the heels of Lou Rawls too!&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/4630184.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113775732253168359?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113775732253168359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113775732253168359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113775732253168359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113775732253168359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/soul-legend-passes-away.html' title='Soul Legend passes away!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113715901918846949</id><published>2006-01-13T12:29:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:30:19.206-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Novel - The Soulville Project - and continuation of NY Resolutions.</title><content type='html'>Today’s post is going to be brief.  Busy at work –with work….. also my other projects are blossoming, and starting to become time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – &lt;B&gt;The Novel&lt;/B&gt; – I have now put over 2,000 words together, and although it is still mostly a load of old rubbish, it is starting to take shape..  Still a shed load of work to do, so don’t anybody hold their breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – &lt;B&gt;Soulville&lt;/B&gt; – I have just received the first completed questionnaire, and although the responses do not help me in my original pursuit of knowledge regarding my own record collection – (&lt;i&gt;a small and insignificant project, I think you’ll agree&lt;/I&gt;) – it has opened my eyes to a much wider issue.  That being the  interest and appreciation of music as a whole by the population from every genre, by a diverse audience from the youth of today, through to older, dedicated music specialists…… I haven’t explained that very well at all.  Mainly because I am still thinking about it as I write, and the thoughts are spilling out onto the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the project to meet it’s criteria, I am going to have to enlist the aid of one or more National magazines, but more than that I cannot say at this stage – as and when anything progresses on this, I will of course post details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I once had a dream about launching a record company…. I’ve done that – Then I had a dream about running a successful magazine, which I also achieved – THIS is my new dream – (that and the novel of course) – Both of which will be brought into reality in the fullness of time&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still clean shaven……So that part of my New Years Resoltion is still intact – ALSO – I have not bought nay new records.  The Howard Peters single arrived safe and sound from Dubai today, and I’m still waiting for a single to arrive from America, which I actually bought in the summer last year – but events intervened to slow everything down – All’s going well though.  Once that materializes – That Is It…..!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113715901918846949?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113715901918846949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113715901918846949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113715901918846949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113715901918846949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/novel-soulville-project-and.html' title='The Novel - The Soulville Project - and continuation of NY Resolutions.'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113645543197479974</id><published>2006-01-05T09:01:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:05:33.676-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology SO simple - A Two year old could use it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – that’s all good and well, but is it something we really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We have just bought a new washing machine -&lt;i&gt;I’m not going into all the ins and outs of that story, it’s already well documented over the past 3 months, being involved with the flooded kitchen floor and so forth! If you’ve been a regular reader of this Blog, you already know the background&lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, we have this new washing machine, and it’s wonderful.  Things that I never thought would be clean again are indeed clean again!!!! – And it has technology so simple that even a two year old can use it.  This is indeed true, as our ‘&lt;i&gt;not quite&lt;/i&gt;’ two year old has proven on more than one occasion……. But is this simple technology something we really want? – It’s all very well, him being able to twiddle the knobs and turn it on, set the wash cycle, alter the heat settings and select whether the load consists of ultra dirty hard wearing denim, or very delicate woollens – (&lt;i&gt;Even apparently mid cycle!&lt;/i&gt;).  Now, that’s all good and well, but let’s be honest.  How many 2 year olds do you know that really know that you should separate red underwear from white shirts. That mohair jumpers do not go in the same load as greasy, oil stained jeans, or even know that you can’t substitute Persil washing Powder for Ready Brek? – Not many would be my guess – so perhaps the next leap forward in technology should be  - Technology so advanced, a Two year old CAN’T use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completley different subject, I started to write the book last night.  I managed a good 1,000 words - All of which are shit.....Well, actually, the words themselves are OK, it's the way I've thrown them all together that needs work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113645543197479974?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113645543197479974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113645543197479974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113645543197479974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113645543197479974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/technology-so-simple-two-year-old.html' title='Technology SO simple - A Two year old could use it!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113637847620960142</id><published>2006-01-04T11:35:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:41:16.210-01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 – Try to stay clean shaven&lt;br /&gt;2 – Cut down on record buying&lt;br /&gt;3 – Write a short story or start a novel&lt;br /&gt;4 – Be more tidy at home and at work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can’t stop smoking or drinking really, as I don’t do either…. OK so I drink a little, but hardly enough to make it a worthwhile resolution!. The resolutions I’m attempting are all going to be pretty hard for me to keep, but I will try. The idea of writing something is coming on stronger at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was unable to sleep until the early hours, due to the fact that words, paragraphs, even whole chapters were coming into my head, then drifting away to burst like soap bubbles in a spectactular flurry of nothingness. If only I had some sort of device that I could connect up to my head so that I could dictate my thoughts into a word document instead of writing, or even dictating. I lie in bed and everything comes together in a form that (&lt;i&gt;at least &lt;/i&gt;) I think is a perfectly worded storyline. My style of writing is much like my style of talking – some people like that, some don’t. I’ve certainly read books, proper published books that are more sloppily written – so we’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- &lt;strong&gt;Record buying&lt;/strong&gt;. OK, now here’s a toughie! – I am a true addict, and perhaps by admitting that then I’m halfway through the problem, even as I write this. I’m writing out a cheque for £25 for a record that I said I would buy before Christmas – (&lt;em&gt;It’s OK, I haven’t welched on a deal. – I did say from the outset that I could not pay for it until after Christmas&lt;/em&gt;.) – BUT, I’m going to try to make that the last one for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN OTHER NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change some of my BLOG. I’m no longer keeping the &lt;strong&gt;MOTORCYCLE DIARY&lt;/strong&gt;, as I have sold the last of my ‘&lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;’ bikes, and only have an old Honda 125 to get rid of now. I’m unlikely to do anything with regards to an &lt;strong&gt;ART PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;, unless I do manage to start writing more than a BLOG. I'm sure there are other changes as well - It is bound to evolve during the coming year.  Perhaps if I'm giving up the record buying I can dedicate more time to the Blog and to MySpace. - We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113637847620960142?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113637847620960142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113637847620960142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113637847620960142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113637847620960142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113637804516470325</id><published>2006-01-04T11:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:34:05.183-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Thank-you  ARGOS very f***ing much!</title><content type='html'>Christmas Day was going well. First thing in the morning &lt;i&gt;(read this as about 6.00am, so we had a bit of a lie in!&lt;/i&gt;) The boys came in with their stockings to open the presents that Santa brought. Then, downstairs to open a few of the other presents from relatives, breakfast and so forth. So far everything is going fine – Even up to the point where the boys were just starting to get agitated about opening the rest of their presents, when lo and behold Grandma and Grandad arrive. Next it’s Christmas Dinner, and Mrs Jayster had done a wonderful job. The beef and vegetables were perfect, and even though, being a vegetarian, she wasn’t able to sample it herself, it was all done to perfection – Then we could all go and open the rest of the presents – adults and children alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at this point I have to back track in time a little – Mrs Jayster wanted a new wedding ring for Christmas. Not an expensive ring, nothing grand, just a simple band to replace the original one which unfortunately had some sort of chemical reaction to her finger which swelled and hurt - so she couldn’t wear it much. The ring she wanted was in Argos, she had seen it, been in, tried it on and had the size written down. All Jayster has to do, is go in, tell them what he wants, pay for it and pick it up. Simple! Everything went OK – OH, except that the store I drove to didn’t have the right size in stock, and wouldn’t have one until after Christmas. However, help was at hand, the store in the town centre did have one, and they would put it on reserve for me. I ran out of time that lunchtime though, so would have to get on the bus the next lunchtime to pick it up – No problem. Next day was a bit of a rush, and I only had enough time to dash down to the store, grab the ring, and get back on the last bus to work – PHEW, now that’s a relief. The main present is sorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I reisted the urge to look at the ring. I thought it would be a nice surprise for me on Christmas day to see it fresh out of the box. Perhaps, in retrospect, that was not such a bright notion. I carefully wrapped it in a plastic bag from a different shop, hid it inside an oven glove to disguise it, then wrapped it in pretty Christmas paper. Of course Mrs Jayster knew what it was straight away and left it till last. Then opened it to find………Nothing! - - &lt;em&gt;that’s right, nothing&lt;/em&gt;. Nothing but an empty ring box. Of course she was quite understandably very, very upset. Almost in tears. I was also pretty damned upset.. I was sure I hadn’t taken it out. But then maybe I had, and put it somewhere else –I couldn’t think where though, and certainly didn’t remember actually seeing the ring in the flesh as it were. Now I’m in a bit of a flat spin, I thought that Mummy and oldest son were playing a trick on me, having hidden the ring, but no, it really was not there. OK – I can’t do anything about it now, and the rest of Christmas day was a little &lt;i&gt;shall we say&lt;/i&gt; chillier than the morning! As was Boxing Day. – You see the problem is this. How do you take back something you haven’t actually got? – Fine, Argos have a very consumer friendly policy with regards to returns. If it’s faulty, unsuitable, broken, scratched etc. they will change it, no questions asked – BUT, can that really stretch to taking back an empty box? – Especially since I couldn’t find the receipt either – (&lt;i&gt;that eventually turned up&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after Boxing Day, I phoned the store, to see if by some miraculous turn of events the ring I had bought was still on the shelf – it was a long shot, but it was all I could think of. They would look into it for me, and get back to me the next day. I heard nothing for a couple of days, and thought the worst. Mrs Jayster was still upset, but would not let me just buy another ring. Then we got the call – GOOD NEWS, they were very sorry, but it was a mistake – I had indeed been given the wrong box, and if I would just go into the store I could collect the ring. I was very happy with this result, and collected the ring yesterday…. However, it does still annoy me a little that I wasn’t offered anything by way of compensation for what ultimately put a big downer on this years Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113637804516470325?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113637804516470325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113637804516470325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113637804516470325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113637804516470325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2006/01/merry-christmas-and-thank-you-argos.html' title='Merry Christmas and Thank-you  ARGOS very f***ing much!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113533938964291133</id><published>2005-12-23T11:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:03:09.663-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guanabana? Lychee? Guava?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – I’ve just had a most unpleasant bacon sandwich, and yes, apparently an unpleasant bacon sandwich really does exist – The company decided to treat us, probably to help some get over hangovers from last nights Christmas party! So they bought a truck load of bacon sandwiches…. We were all looking forward to a lovely bacon sandwich, cooked to our own specific requirements.  Crispy bacon with butter, crispy bacon - no butter, smoked back with a smidge of brown sauce, raw bacon with a slice of lemon – (&lt;i&gt;Strange person at that desk&lt;/i&gt;!) – I’m sure you get the picture, and then our order arrives – (OK, so it’s over an hour late, but never mind) – Ahh, the smell of bacon hits the nasal passages in a way that only bacon can.  Then we start to unwrap.  Hmm, Soggy boiled bacon between two crumpled slices of bread which may or may not have been touched by the butterknife? – who ordered that then? – (&lt;i&gt;I think I’d prefer the lemon on raw bacon!!!&lt;/i&gt;)……Next one,  - Oh good - Soggy boiled bacon between two crumpled slices of bread which may or may not have been touched by the butterknife, followed by Soggy boiled bacon between two crumpled slices of bread which may or may not have been touched by the bu….. I think I see a pattern forming here.  Now, those of you that know me from the past, or who have been reading my blog, know that I’m a veritable dustbin when it comes to food, so of course I managed to eat mine, but I must say, I’ve had better food from the bins outside the Kentucky Fried Chicken.  But there we go.  Credit to the food place though, when we complained, they sent over a full refund, and a bag of goodies which included cakes, and cans of drink…. Any suggestions as to which would be nicer from this selection of exotic fizzy drinks? – Lychee, Guanabana or Guava – (You learn something new every day – I just didn’t know you could get bat-poo flavoured drink.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113533938964291133?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113533938964291133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113533938964291133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113533938964291133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113533938964291133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/guanabana-lychee-guava.html' title='Guanabana? Lychee? Guava?'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113533483249802853</id><published>2005-12-23T09:43:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:47:12.553-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m torn at the moment. I like Blogger a lot, and my page here look’s OK, Plus I’ve been in contact with some pretty cool folks – GW, RobotJam, Scary Duck, Mosher, Mr Whiskers, Ditch Monkey etc.etc. – (&lt;i&gt;If I haven’t mentioned you – Tough!&lt;/i&gt;) – so obviously I’m going to be a regular here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even though I don’t like the set up on MySpace as much – my page looks crap, and as I haven’t taken it that seriously, the picture I’ve used looks like my head has been pickled in the gerkin factory! I’ve tracked down a heap of my old friends. These are friends from my old rockin’ days – Belfast Brian, Del, Mouse, Tom and others that are into the rockin’ scene in the USA, so I guess I’m going to be a regular there also. MySapce is down at the moment though, which is a pain in the old duck run!&lt;br /&gt;Couple that with the fact that I’ve still got to try and sell a few of my old records to pay off a small dept – (&lt;i&gt;also caused by buying records.&lt;/i&gt;) – And get my Soulville CD project running……… I’m going to be a busy little beaver. I’m going to be cutting out early today – and probably won’t be back online until Jan 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – I wish all of you that read this a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; –&lt;br /&gt;and a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113533483249802853?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113533483249802853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113533483249802853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113533483249802853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113533483249802853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/torn.html' title='Torn............'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113499257675369235</id><published>2005-12-19T10:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T10:42:56.773-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last page of the MOTORCYCLE DIARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This weekend my old BSA A7 sold. I’m a little sad about it, but at the end of the day I know that I would never have got around to rebuilding it. In that respect I’m happy that it has gone to somebody that, I believe will build it, love it and enjoy it! – I didn’t get quite as much as I had hoped, but again, I’m happy that it has gone to a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have to out the Honda, then I’m a bike free zone again. I guess I’ll have to face the fact that I’m unlikely to be back on 2 wheel again in the foreseeable future! – Here endeth the Motorcycle Diary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news – Following the pandemonium caused by the leakage in the kitchen that destroyed our floor, I have pleasure in informing you all that we now have a similar mishap in the downstairs toilet. I ripped up the lino that I put down last year, and the old vinyl tiles that have been there since &lt;i&gt;God Knows When&lt;/i&gt;, to find extreme dampness…… Still, it’s not going to cause anywhere near as much of a problem as the kitchen floor…… BUT, I do know now, what I will be spending my money from the bike on!!!!!! – I was hoping to get a couple of bits of software for my video editor, but I guess a new toilet and floor will be just as much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113499257675369235?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113499257675369235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113499257675369235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113499257675369235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113499257675369235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-page-of-motorcycle-diary.html' title='Last page of the MOTORCYCLE DIARY!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113499149813051009</id><published>2005-12-19T10:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T10:24:58.156-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of Being LOST</title><content type='html'>The inspirational ‘Scarey Duck’ has once again given me the inspiration to write something on my BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Getting Lost&lt;/B&gt;….this is something I’ve been pretty good at.  Mr Duck says that he has only recently acquired the ability to get lost, suffering from the annoying habit of inbuilt homing up to this point. – I on the other hand, have taken getting lost to new, almost undiscovered extremes. I could indeed be awarded a degree in getting lost!.. What follow are a couple of prime examples – &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – soon after moving in to a new house with some friends I decided to walk down to the local shop  - I walked because the shop was very close.  We lived in a cul-de-sac, and you simply walk out of the house, turn right into the road, turn right at the end of the road, then turn right again into a side road…… Then there is the shop on the left hand side.  There was actually considerably more turning right than there was walking in a straight line involved.  The shop really was very, very close .  I remembered the directions easily, after all, it was all right turns, so there was no way I could get lost. – I bought a bag of crisps, and a bar of chocolate – (&lt;i&gt;Not a very healthy lunch I know!&lt;/I&gt;), then headed for home.  I came out of the shop and turned right – (I couldn’t turn left out of the shop, because it was at the end of another cul-de sac.) – I go to the end of the road and turned right………….. then, I didn’t recognize anything…. Lost.  I walked for a while, hoping that eventually something would make sense.  When it started to get dark I started to panic.  Would I ever find home again? – I only had a bag of crisps and a bar of chocolate….. How long would that last me,  Why I might even starve to death unless I could find somebody to help me home! - - I eventually made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – Put me in a car, and I can get lost in almost epic proportions! – I used to live in Farnham, and once had to deliver a couple of photographs to Alton, and although Alton was only a few miles away, I’d never been there on my own before – (I had passed my driving test a few days earlier.) – Anway, I got to Alton with no problem, delivered the photo’s then headed for home.  BUT, I couldn’t remember the way… BUT, I did see a sign for Basingstoke, and I think I knew the way home from there.  So that’s the way I went – OK, so it might be a little out of my way, but at least I’d find my way home…..or so I thought!.  &lt;br /&gt;Me and the little Wolseley 1500 (1957) trundled into Basingstoke, then I knew that I had to find the M3… this was going to be easy, and I’d only be a little bit longer than expected.  The M3 is a long road, and Basingstoke is unfortunately not at one end or the other.  I therefore had a choice of whether to drive towards Southampton or London.  Now I used a bit of intelligence here.  I had often been up to London with friends who drove, and when they came home from London on the M3, they didn’t head towards London, they headed away from it, which is of course what I did!  I drove for a long time, and didn’t see any signs for Aldershot or Farnham, I did however see signs for the seaside, and for ferries and things, then panic set in.  I pulled off to find a garage where I might be able to phone home and get directions from my dad.  The little garage in Eastleigh was manned by a very friendly assistant, who let me use his phone for free.  I told him everything that had happened, and where I had been – He then asked if I knew what year it was…… I may have done!&lt;br /&gt;I got home some time after midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – I once parked in a street in London,  It was a free space….. Nowhere near where I wanted to be, but I wouldn’t get a ticket or have to pay, so it was fine..  I promptly walked off, and did most of my London traveling by tube.  Day done, I tried to return to my car.  Luckily I remembered the tube station where I started my journey…….Remembering the name of the road where I had parked would have been a bonus!  I did the only sane thing to assist in my finding my car.  I found a little corner shop that sold cheap London A-Z maps and red pens, then set to work.  I walked up a street, looking at the cars on both sides.  If my car was not there, I would draw a red line along the length of that road, and move on to the next one.  I’ve since lost the book, but I do know that I had pretty much covered three pages with red pen, before I eventually found my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 – Before I had a car, I rode a motorbike, my daily ride between home – (Farnham) to work (Guildford) was pleasant enough, but sometimes I fancied a change, and would take a slightly different route.  So one day, I rode out on one of my minor diversions.  When I came to a sign saying Guildford 20 miles I was baffled….. that can’t be right….. Farnham  is only about 15 miles or so from Guildford, and I hadn’t gone through it! – It was about this time that I realised that there are 2 completely independent variables in the art of finding your way home.  Distance &lt;U&gt;and&lt;/U&gt; Direction.  You can’t just get one of them right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113499149813051009?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113499149813051009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113499149813051009' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113499149813051009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113499149813051009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/art-of-being-lost.html' title='The art of Being LOST'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113472757904089994</id><published>2005-12-16T09:05:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:06:19.063-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding the BLOG</title><content type='html'>I’ve neglected my BLOG for too long…….It’s getting hungry, but I’ve no meaty morsels to feed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here though is a brief and dull list of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New kitchen floor is finished – It looks lovely, but is so cold on the feet it hurts… Note to self, get some slippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody may be coming to purchase the bike this weekend – HooooRAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Washing machine is installed, Dish washer and dryer all back in place.  At last we can get back to a normal way of modern life.  No longer needing to out our washing to relatives and friends, have a morning ritual of trying to wash up and everything by hand, or have clothes horses, doors and radiators covered in damp clothes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest son – (aged 2) has been taken ill. It would appear to be the early onset of Asthma like symptoms, although the doctors won’t call it Asthma at such a young age, and it is quite possible that it is, as suggested, just a chest infection – (Let’s hope.).  However, since both me and my wife, and our eldest son all suffer with Asthma in varying degrees, it is quite likely to head in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve nothing intelligent or witty to add at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113472757904089994?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113472757904089994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113472757904089994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113472757904089994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113472757904089994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/feeding-blog.html' title='Feeding the BLOG'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113446499384572856</id><published>2005-12-13T08:08:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:09:53.876-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh that's filled me with such high self esteem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid #cccccc; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25822676_789bf55448_t.jpg" style="border:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://soulville.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$Buggar All&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113446499384572856?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113446499384572856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113446499384572856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113446499384572856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113446499384572856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-thats-filled-me-with-such-high-self.html' title='Oh that&apos;s filled me with such high self esteem!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113446404127819220</id><published>2005-12-13T07:51:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T07:54:01.290-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a quick test, to help somebody list records with a music clip.  If you click onthe DJ fella, you'll get to hear the great Jimmy Holliday with &lt;b&gt;The New Breed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefilebucket.com/files/169/Music/14.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebucket.com/files/169/Music/DJ-Clips.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113446404127819220?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113446404127819220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113446404127819220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113446404127819220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113446404127819220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/music-test.html' title='Music Test'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113394822994847103</id><published>2005-12-07T08:15:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T08:37:18.093-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitchen Floor - Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Last night I was all set to start recording the second part of my Soulville CD’s. – now, it doesn’t take too long to set the lap-top up, connect the cables to the stereo via the special audio box, connect the card readers etc – But it is a bit of a palaver. Then haul my singles case out of the cupboard, and find the records that I have already selected*. Then settle down, put the first disc on the deck and……..knock on the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my brother in law, armed with a roller, tray and tub of PVA! – “Hello”, he says to my wife – (&lt;i&gt; who had incidentally already said it was fine that I would spend my evening recording music in the dining room, while she watched TV in the living room. Normally we would both watch TV at this time of night – Even though I have absolutely no interest in the TV programmes. I don’t generally like going in to listen to records, or do recording until she’s gone to bed, as I feel ignorant and rude!.&lt;/i&gt;) – Anyway, I digress! – “Hello” says my brother in law – (this is not a repeat, just going back to where we left off!) “You’ve forwarned Jayster of what he’s doing tonight haven’t you?” – (&lt;em&gt;Ahh, thinks I …This is something that involves me.!)&lt;/em&gt; I was then informed that my evening would be spent smoothing out the last little nubblets on the floor, hovering, then painting with a coat of watered down PVA, ready for him to come in and lay the floor tomorrow morning………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAAAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – we should be getting a new floor in our kitchen tomorrow – Only three months after the old floor was ripped up. The main delay was the time it took for the drying process to be completed. – But that’s all documented elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways – The upshot for me is that I didn’t record Soulville Part 2 after all…. Maybe tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have found that the recording process for making up CD's is much different from when I used cassettes.  I approached the recording of cassettes in much the same way that I would DJ at a dance. That is - select a track, play it, and while it is playing trawl through the box to find a track that would follow it well - Maybe pull out half a dozen records, slot them into the box at jaunty angles, but basically it's a select on the run...... I've found that with the CD route, I've approached it much more like I did for a radio show.  That is, make a selection of 30 tracks, write out a list - (This was all done a couple of nights ago.) then put the records in that order,  and stick fairly rigidly to the list.  Both methods work well, and the CD I have in the car at the momentis probably one of my favourite compilations - (But then they always are until I do the next one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113394822994847103?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113394822994847103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113394822994847103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113394822994847103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113394822994847103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/kitchen-floor-update.html' title='The Kitchen Floor - Update'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113345339927308098</id><published>2005-12-01T15:09:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:10:43.420-01:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of a wheeze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, heres a good gag to play on a work colleague. - - AND it’s really simple to pull off, and effective for days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t be simpler. When they come over in your direction, ask why they are &lt;i&gt;‘mincing’&lt;/I&gt; today.  Obviously they’ll deny it, so you just point out the minute differences in their normal walk to the way they are walking today. The more minute the better –&lt;I&gt; (It infers that their normal walk isn’t too far removed from mincing anyway!)&lt;/I&gt; - examples would be the slight outward swing of the arms, a hint of a twist to the side – that sort of thing. – (OK – you’re more than halfway there already!).  Then, just leave it at that, and watch as they walk away from you –(Notice the more awkward movements? your victim is now concentrating on walking ‘&lt;I&gt;normally’&lt;/I&gt;, which actually looks anything but normal.) – then tomorrow, just bring it up again. This time the effects should be even more pronounced, and your victim will have virtually forgotten how to walk, and will have to learn all over again…………&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if it works on everybody….&lt;br /&gt;……………..&lt;br /&gt;……………&lt;br /&gt;………….&lt;br /&gt;………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still having trouble walking comfortably!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113345339927308098?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113345339927308098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113345339927308098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113345339927308098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113345339927308098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/bit-of-wheeze.html' title='A bit of a wheeze!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113344419603031372</id><published>2005-12-01T12:35:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:36:36.033-01:00</updated><title type='text'>1960’s Soul Offer – CD. - £3.50</title><content type='html'>This is a duplicate of a post I have over on Little Shop Of Horrors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960’s Soul Offer – CD. - £3.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;OK – Here’s a very special offer for 60’s Soul Fans. –&lt;font color = red&gt; BUT, there’s a catch.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the help of 10 Soul / Northern soul fans…….Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;a while back I was DJ’ing with some of my 60’s stuff, thinking I was doing a pretty sound Northern set, when somebody came up and said – “I’m normally just into Northern, but you’ve played some blindin’ R&amp;B” – Something I was quite unaware I was doing – it got me to thinking that I obviously don’t know what is Northern, what is R&amp;B, what is even funk or deep soul maybe??????? – I just don’t know anymore!!!! – When I was a rockin’ DJ, I knew what was rockabilly / rock’n’roll / R&amp;B, I knew whether it was a jiver, a bopper or a stroller…….All in all, I was sorted, I could pull a decent set together without even thinking about it – it just came natural!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – I’m putting together a CD made up of 30 tracks out of my singles box, some I know about, and are put there just as a yard stick to work by, some are  pretty obscure, and I have no idea what category they should go in, and others I have a pretty good idea about, but might be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m doing 10 copies only – so if you are interested – BE QUICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get for your £3.50? – Well, you get the CD with 30 tracks – All as far as I know from the 1960s – (&lt;I&gt;Some of the singles may be cheapies, but even the cheapest would have set me back £3 - £4, some will be bigger investments, maybe worth up to £100? – I don’t know what will go on it yet!&lt;/I&gt;).  You get NO track listing, and NO other track information.  You get a questionnaire asking about each track -  Artist / Title / Year / Label – If you KNOW the answers you will need to tick a box to say you know it….. If you don’t know it, make an educated guess.  You will also need to put down what you would class it as – whether you consider it 1960’s Northern Soul, Garage, Deep Soul, Latin, or Funkadelic jazz with a Go-Go beat etc., plus any additional comments like – “Great track, dance to it often” – “Got this on Kent album Go Go frenzy” or “What a pile of poop, wouldn’t give you the skin of my withered foot for it!” – THEN send the questionnaire back in the stamped addressed envelope that will also be enclosed…….THEN, you will be sent an information insert / booklet  for the CD with full track listing, some label scans, and some information that I do already posses. - &lt;I&gt;Sound like fun? – A bit like a pub quiz on a subject you’re already keen on? -&lt;/I&gt; Well – what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project is really for reference / research purposes only – the payment covers material costs and postage only, Once finished I will leave it to your discretion whether you dispose of the CD or not. Obviously you wouldn’t be allowed to listen to it, purely for entertainment value or &lt;I&gt;heaven forbid&lt;/I&gt; dance to the music, as that would clearly be unethical!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113344419603031372?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113344419603031372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113344419603031372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113344419603031372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113344419603031372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/1960s-soul-offer-cd-350.html' title='1960’s Soul Offer – CD. - £3.50'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113344317371485145</id><published>2005-12-01T12:18:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:19:39.976-01:00</updated><title type='text'>No Frills - No Chocolate - No Toy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whatever happened to standard, no frills, open  the door, see a picture advent calendars? – They got too expensive, that’s what happened to them. – SO, you can buy a chocolate filled + a picture advent calendar for LESS!!!! – (How does that work?).  Now, call me old fashioned if you like, but I would have preferred my two little boys to have the old type.  NOT because I’m old fashioned and &lt;I&gt;If it was good enough for me, it is good enough for you!&lt;/I&gt;….NO, the reason is this.  If little boy opens calendar door, and the only treat is to see a picture of a jolly little elf, a star, a fairy or a cute little robin or some other 2 minute masterpiece and also know that he is one day closer to Christmas, then he is quite content to open just the one door, and wait till tomorrow for the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF on the other hand he is treated to a chocolate or a toy, he wants another one…… so the routine is. Open door, eat choclolate……Tears and tantrums. – (#1 son is 4 now, so he’s actually very good, he may hint at opening another door, but it’s just a hint because he knows he can’t! - #2 o the other hand is not yet 2 yeasrs old. He doesn’t understand the principle of calendars, so it’s very difficult to explain that you are opening what appears to be a big box of sweets, then only letting him have less than a mouthful.) – Therefore, for the next 23 days, we will no doubt have the same morning routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND That, is why I would prefer a standard, no frills, no chocolate, no toy advent calendar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113344317371485145?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113344317371485145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113344317371485145' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113344317371485145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113344317371485145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-frills-no-chocolate-no-toy.html' title='No Frills - No Chocolate - No Toy!!!!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113318938712288344</id><published>2005-11-28T13:45:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:49:47.190-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another wasted lunchtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new black cartridge for the printer at home, so I went to Tescoat lunchtime, knowing that they do a jolly good range - &lt;I&gt;and so they do&lt;/I&gt;.  All except for the one I want! - So rather than have a complete wasted trip, I figured I'd pop into the charity shop to see if I can find any decent records or books - I've been prety lucky in there, and made a few bob! - Trouble is there was some old lady that insisted on standing near me - smelling very strongly of wee wee..... Not pleasant, and the fact that I am hungry - (See previous posts about hunger vs pissed offness), and I'm already not best chuffed -I left.......Damn near gagging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113318938712288344?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113318938712288344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113318938712288344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113318938712288344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113318938712288344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-wasted-lunchtime.html' title='Another wasted lunchtime'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113318641713797631</id><published>2005-11-28T12:58:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:00:17.166-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I not surprised?</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I could have been anything?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/BL/BLA/blackroses1317/1133131236_ureBronze4.jpg" border="0" alt="Vampire"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Vampire - You only come out at night, you feed on&lt;br&gt;the blood of the innocent, you are mysterious&lt;br&gt;and captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/blackroses1317/quizzes/What%20mythical%20creature%20are%20you%3F%20%5Bawesome%20pictures!!!%5D/"&gt; What mythical creature are you? [awesome pictures!!!]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113318641713797631?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113318641713797631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113318641713797631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113318641713797631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113318641713797631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-am-i-not-surprised.html' title='Why am I not surprised?'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113284699242491169</id><published>2005-11-24T14:32:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:43:12.476-01:00</updated><title type='text'>New SHOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Music&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I’ve just set up a new BLOG – Something a little different, but I’ve got to work out exactly how to set it all up.  Basically it’s going to be an extension of my record selling, but I’ll also put up sections of other things, then edit them according to category. – I don’t know if it will all work yet, but I figured that there’s only one way to find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm – didn’t explain that very well did I??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK – Basically it’s a shop – That’s why I’ve called it my little shop of horrors – Take a look inside, there’s no obligation to buy, and there might be a free gift for the hundredth visitor…………..&lt;I&gt;there isn’t, but there might have been!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113284699242491169?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113284699242491169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113284699242491169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113284699242491169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113284699242491169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-shop.html' title='New SHOP'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113283394164366947</id><published>2005-11-24T10:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:12:47.720-01:00</updated><title type='text'>BSAck again</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks, I’m stealing bandwidth again! – Once again the BSA A7 is on the market, due to some time wasting **** who placed the winning bid, then didn’t collect…. Kept in contact long enough to cost me a late payment on my credit card, get charged the E-bay commission , and can’t declare him as a non paying bidder or even leave negative feedback. I could use a lot of expletives here, but won’t bother – You can add your own if you so choose.. Anyway – The upshot of it is – I have to re-advertise – paying once more a listing fee and all sundries that go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;BSA A7 Plunger – 1950 chopper / bobber – NOT Triumph, Norton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;A7 (500cc) Plunger&lt;/b&gt; is a 1950 model, it is&lt;u&gt; not&lt;/u&gt; registered, and is in a stripped condition – (&lt;i&gt;rolling chassis, engine and tinware etc.&lt;/i&gt;) The frame has not been chopped, so would not be too hard to build as either a chop, or restored to original. I believe that all the major components are here, including magneto etc.. Engine is not seized, and appears to be OK internally but I have never heard it run. This needs a lot of work to put back together, but will make a lovely project machine, whichever way you want to take it! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture of this machine ONLY shows a rough layout of the &lt;i&gt;intended look&lt;/i&gt; of this bike. The seat, rear guard and tank have just been placed in position, as this is basically the frame, forks and wheels bolted together, with all other parts boxed. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Viewings can be arranged, and I can send more photographs via e-mail of any particular detail you wish to see . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;No carriage charge - Buyer to collect from Newbury – The bike is &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; running, so will need to be collected with trailer or pick-up &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10% Deposit to be sent within 10 days of auction end via cheque or PayPal – remainder can be paid in cash on collection. – THIS is NOT negotiable this time – As I was let down BIGTIME by the previous time wasting bidder- who never even came down to view the bike, nor sent any money!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ANY questions at all, please do not hesitate in emailing me – &lt;a title="mailto:jlunn@hama.co.uk" href="mailto:jlunn@hama.co.uk"&gt;jlunn@hama.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/A7-Taps-Badges.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/200/A7-Taps-Badges.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/A7-New-spares.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/200/A7-New-spares.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/A7-Lamp.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/200/A7-Lamp.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/A7-EngineS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/200/A7-EngineS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/DSC00456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113283394164366947?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113283394164366947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113283394164366947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113283394164366947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113283394164366947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/bsack-again.html' title='BSAck again'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113275720051436981</id><published>2005-11-23T13:43:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:46:40.533-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm PISSED OFF!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I’m PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I pissed off you ask? – Well, I’ll tell you why I’m pissed off shall I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – I’m pissed off because I sold a motorbike for a reasonable amount of money on E-bay, and although the &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt;buyer made good contact initially, he has not paid, nor made contact since – &lt;i&gt;Just long enough so that I pay the commission and can’t declare Non-paying bidder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – I’m pissed off because I was relying on that money – (See above) to pay off my credit card bill.  As a result, I couldn’t pay it in time and got landed with an additional £25 late payment fee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – I’m pissed off because I’ve just wasted half an hour of my life on a completely pointless bus trip.  I started my lunch hour, jumped on the bus to town, then realized that the only way I’d get back to work was by staying on the bloody bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 – I’m pissed off because I’ve got piles – and they hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 – I’m pissed off because I bought a record from somebody in America – they’ve since moved house, and I haven’t got my record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 – I’m pissed off because I made myself a crappy sandwich this morning, and didn’t put my usual extra’s like crisps and fruit in my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 – I’m pissed off because I’m hungry – (&lt;i&gt;I’m always pissed off if I’m hungry!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So – After that little rant, you’d probably think I feel better.  But guess what? – Youre wrong…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still PISSED OFF!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113275720051436981?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113275720051436981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113275720051436981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113275720051436981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113275720051436981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-pissed-off.html' title='I&apos;m PISSED OFF!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113267114851999850</id><published>2005-11-22T13:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:52:28.626-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Roids</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – following  yesterdays post I am deliriously happy that (&lt;i&gt;unlike on previous occasions.&lt;/i&gt;) my piles have gone external already.  Normally I’m treated to a few days of itchy, achy bum, before the damned things poke their ugly little heads out.  NOT this time!  - Nope, today I’ve got a fair sized grape hanging out of my bum, refusing to go back.  This has brought about its own little problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – I am now using copious amounts of Anusol, and here’s a little thing with bum cream….. WHY does it have to have that particular smell? – I mean, it is an unmistakeable smell, and quite strong at that. – It seems to overpower most soaps, so even if you throroughly wash your hands after application – (&lt;i&gt;which of course I DO, because to not wash after applying said bum cream would be nasty in the extreme…unthinkable even.&lt;/i&gt;) It still leaves a lingering odour.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you have cause to use some other odious remedy – Deep heat, Vicks chest rub, etc, then it’s not immediately apparent what you are using it for, or where exactly – Deep heat can be for any muscle ache, pretty much anywhere, Vicks, ? – Well, OK, that’s going to be on your chest and helping with a cold or similar – but that’s unlikely to offend.&lt;br /&gt;Bum cream on the other hand….. people must sniff it out and think “I know what that is, I know where it’s gone, and I also know EXACTLY how you applied it  - So no thank you I do not want a cup of tea!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – this morning I grabbed my little tube from the bathroom and …..(&lt;i&gt;OK so tell me NOW that this wasn’t going to be a good idea……TOO BLOODY LATE NOW!!!!&lt;/i&gt;)……slipped it into my trouser pocket.  Just in case I needed a little Anusol fix at work. – But then thinking about it, I don’t think I’d get up the nerve to take it into the loos for a quick &lt;i&gt;Up the jacksy&lt;/i&gt; relief… - However, I did, then promptly forgot it was there.  Then I leant against a desk – (once again, I feel that my tale of woe is becoming horribly transparent).  Of course, not long after I wondered why my trouser leg felt a mite tacky, so put my hand in my pocket….. All my fingers came out a delicious shade of chalky white.  Wonderful! – Also wonderful is the fact that I stink of bum cream. - Now it doesn't matter if i wash my hands, I've got a pocket full of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note to self – Remember to cut finger nails tonight!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113267114851999850?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113267114851999850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113267114851999850' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113267114851999850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113267114851999850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/roids.html' title='Roids'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113258316814252245</id><published>2005-11-21T13:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:26:08.156-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of the Land Girls - Or ARMY FARMER GILES</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, - I haven’t really felt like writing anything for a while, and the result is? – I haven’t written anything of course.&lt;br /&gt;Today – I do.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am suffering with hemorrhoids – Oh, the joy of hemorrhoids! – At the moment, they are not too bad, they are only inflicting a dull ache and a permanent itch, which in a funny kind of way makes you appreciate your bum.  Normally you just take your bum for granted, you don’t feel it’s presence, it doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable, even though, if you work in an office, you spend most of your time sat on it.  All in all, your bum is a pretty reliable friend. Then piles come along, and your bum is a bit uncomfortable, sitting down, walking  around, doing anything in fact makes you aware that your bum is there, behind you every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently my piles are the internal type, so not causing me too much grief.  So it’s time to break out the old preppy H and ensure that my diet doesn’t give me constipation, otherwise I’m going to end up with a set of extra danglers, then it’s not so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other news&lt;/strong&gt; – I’m quite happy today.  I paid off my credit card with some of the money I got from selling a car, got the forms from the Post Office at last  so that I can send off the tax disc and get a refund.  AND I found a rather scarce album in a charity shop for 50p – It’s in pretty good order too, and should bring in somewhere in the region of £10 - £20.  So, even though I’ve got piles, I’m a happy chappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113258316814252245?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113258316814252245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113258316814252245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113258316814252245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113258316814252245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/story-of-land-girls-or-army-farmer.html' title='The story of the Land Girls - Or ARMY FARMER GILES'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113172600099004237</id><published>2005-11-11T15:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:20:01.016-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene Vincent Screenplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO - I've done it again. - I found a BLOG from somebody that is writing a screenplay about Gene Vincents life, and sounds like it's near completion. got carried away with reading it - Even sent a couple of comments of praise, then FORGOT to tag it into my favourites. - I now have no way of finding it again.  Previously I stumbled across it by chance.... PAH, now I am Mr P. Doff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody can help - PLEASE DO SO - Don't just sit and smirk at my obvious ineptitude. this is what I know.  He's based in Australia and is writing a screenplay for a Gene Vincent story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113172600099004237?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113172600099004237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113172600099004237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113172600099004237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113172600099004237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/gene-vincent-screenplay.html' title='Gene Vincent Screenplay'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113146905222703527</id><published>2005-11-08T15:56:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:57:32.226-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Forced Spring Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well – once again, I’ve had a forced spring clean imposed on me.  The Filebucket has disappeared completely.  I’ve now put a couple of pictures in Photobucket - &lt;i&gt;So at least I’ve got my little DJ guy again!&lt;/i&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I won’t be able to post music again – (Unless I can find another online storage method that I can understand.) – Oh well, I’m sure there’s some people that will be quite please that I can’t inflict my shite taste in music on anybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to change my online image – after all I’ve sold all my DJ gear, now I can’t post music, so I need something new and more appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113146905222703527?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113146905222703527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113146905222703527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113146905222703527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113146905222703527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-forced-spring-clean.html' title='Another Forced Spring Clean'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113138018408233986</id><published>2005-11-07T15:01:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:16:24.096-01:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID tests!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - I've succesfully turned the text in all my follwing posts blue - Now I can't reverse that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found a test on one of the sites &lt;b&gt;How Stupid ARe YOU?&lt;/b&gt; - Sorry I can't rememeber where I found it. It must have been a rubbish test though becuase i got a score of &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;'Quite Smart' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;However,  judging by my current achievements, I firmly believe that a higher stupid score would have been more appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remeber rightly the test had questions which would test your general knowledge, which I'm generally quite reasonable at. Had it had questions like this, perhaps it would have been a different story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; 1 – What tools would be best to use if you wanted to remove the grass from your lawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A – A Lawnmower&lt;br /&gt;B – A can of petrol and a blow torch&lt;br /&gt;C – A knife and fork&lt;br /&gt;D – A goat and a pair of long nose pliers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113138018408233986?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113138018408233986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113138018408233986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113138018408233986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113138018408233986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/stupid-tests.html' title='STUPID tests!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113137670051230565</id><published>2005-11-07T14:07:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:00:20.230-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombfire Night</title><content type='html'>This weekend – (&lt;i&gt;As anybody in the UK will confirm&lt;/i&gt;) was bonfire night – PS, the above title is NOT a miss-spelling. A night when young children are kept awake well into the night by the sound of fireworks. Cats and Dogs are scared into hiding for the next week or so by the same fireworks, and the possibility of earning yourself a Darwin Award increases dramatically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I came close to earning myself a Darwin – (&lt;i&gt;Actually I can’t claim all the glory. My brother-in-law was an equal partner.&lt;/i&gt;) My eldest son is not too keen on loud fireworks, but this year, even the really loud ones didn’t upset him. The only thing that made him cry was when me and Nick lit the fire - Not normally the scariest part of the evening, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start the story though – I would like to make a point for all other potential fire-starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children – &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When your parents say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT LIGHT FIRES&lt;/span&gt;- Take notice! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents –&lt;br /&gt;When your children say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT USE PETROL TO LIGHT THE FIRE&lt;/span&gt; – Take notice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK – Like I said in a previous post, it had rained all over my heap which would therefore not lend itself easily to burning – I therefore deduced that perhaps a tiny splash of petrol would help things along a little. – By little splash, I guess I actually mean a medium sized cup full. – NOW, I did the sensible thing (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If indeed the words Sensible thing can be used in close quarters with the words petrol and fire when used in the same sentence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), by putting the petrol carefully onto the fire quite a while before we were due to light it. I figured that this way most of the explosive fumes would have gone??????? - &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, then it rained a bit more, so as we went up to put dry paper under the heap, it was suggested and agreed by both of us, that a little more petrol couldn’t hurt! – So &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;, I put on a liberal amount of petrol – Probably somewhere in the region of 2-3 litres – &lt;em&gt;(1/2 gallon.) &lt;/em&gt;I though it best not to hang around holding an open can of petrol, during the lighting phase, so I walked back toward the shed to put it away. And noticed Nick lighting a big piece of card and got ready to throw it into the heap……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been a good 12 feet away – maybe more, Nick was just over arms length away – (&lt;i&gt;Well, you can’t flick a piece of burning card very far when it’s raining can you?&lt;/i&gt;….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children, and other parents were watching from our living room, staying in the warm and dry until the fire was going – they were looking out into the pitch black garden, then saw it illuminated……..Instantly.&lt;br /&gt;The resultant explosion sent a shockwave back down the garden and almost took out all the windows in the back of our house – (&lt;em&gt;That’s what scared the kids. Well, that and the fact that they could see me and Nick illuminated by a pretty enormous fireball, which thankfully rolled itself skyward rather than spreading out across the garden&lt;/em&gt;.) Aparently it sounded louder from inside, and all the glass bowed inwards as the shock wave hit. The whole heap lifted briefly, then settled back to ground with a cacophony of creaks, cracks and rustles. Very little fire remained, as it had for the most part blown itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the evening went without incident – (&lt;em&gt;Unless you count the roman candle that fell over and fired a couple of mini fireball back toward us&lt;/em&gt;). We had some pretty impresive fireworks, and Mrs Jayster put on a jolly fine feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think next year we’ll either: - Go to an organized event OR send the children out to light the fire and fireworks, as they are likely to be more sensible than us so called ‘Adults’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113137670051230565?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113137670051230565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113137670051230565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113137670051230565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113137670051230565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/bombfire-night.html' title='Bombfire Night'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113110571316247904</id><published>2005-11-04T10:59:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:01:53.190-01:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT a computer geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that means I am NOT a computer geek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_cg.php?im"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/cg.php?val=8512" alt="My computer geek score is greater than 16% of all people in the world! How do you compare? Click here to find out!" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113110571316247904?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113110571316247904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113110571316247904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113110571316247904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113110571316247904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-computer-geek.html' title='NOT a computer geek'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113103324899969615</id><published>2005-11-03T14:53:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T14:54:09.103-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Fawkes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On Saturday we plan to have a bonfire party with fireworks.  I’ve put a load of stuff in a heap that we hope will burn. I’ve got to cut a load of bramble and weeds out of the garden, so that the kids don’t get snagged and shredded as a result of my poorly maintained garden plants.  It’s rained quite a lot over the past few days – so the top of my fire heap will most likely be wet.  The wind has also been doing a fair amount of blowing, at the same time as the rain. This I suspect will have made the middle and base of my heap damp as well.  I think therefore that on Saturday we will be having a firework party which will end with a smoldering, smoking heap that drives everyone away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113103324899969615?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113103324899969615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113103324899969615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113103324899969615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113103324899969615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/guy-fawkes.html' title='Guy Fawkes'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113102241532167221</id><published>2005-11-03T11:46:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T11:53:35.336-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The importance in the size of your hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired…I’ve been tired for days, weeks even. This is due mainly to the fact that my youngest son has decided that proper wake up time is in the region of 5.30am. Sunday was even less impressive – (&lt;i&gt;See my previous post!&lt;/i&gt;). Last night Star Wars episode 2 was on TV, so I stayed up until the dizzying time of 9.00pm so that I could get the video recorder going for my eldest son. – Job done, straight to bed, asleep before my head hit the pillow……… and I do mean DEEP sleep . Zedsville centre, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I’m woken from my slumber by the unmistakeable sound of my youngest son crying, so bleary eyed, I look for my clock to find out the time – (&lt;i&gt;it’s dark, but that means nothing, I’m used to it being dark!&lt;/i&gt;) – Clock isn’t there, having been hidden by son one and his friend! – At last I locate it in one of my bedside drawers, and still bleary eyed, work out that it is a little before 5.am. Mrs Jayster suggests that I dose Son two with Calpol and settle him back down again…… BUT I know better, and figure that’s he’s going to be awake in about half an hour anyway, so I might as well take him down now, in the hopes that he doesn’t wake #1. – (&lt;i&gt;I’ve had a pretty good nights sleep, so I might as well let everybody else get a bit more kip.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take him downstairs, settle him on the settee and get him some Calpol, put the kettle on for a cup of tea, check the video to make sure I got the end of Star Wars OK…… this is where things start going a bit wrong! – Video recorder is still recording!!!! – ODD??? – Maybe the tape broke?, Maybe I just F****d up again - Either way – I can’t watch Star Wars now – (&lt;i&gt;More to the point, nor will #1, later on!&lt;/i&gt;), then I notice the clock in the kitchen. That can’t be right???? 11.45pm??? By this time, Mrs Jayster comes downstairs, wondering what the hell I’m up to bringing #2 down in the middle of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I take him back up, and he drifts off to sleep again. Then me and Mrs Jayster have a cup of tea, then back to bed – To wake up properly at about 6.00am – (&lt;i&gt;bit of a lie in today after all!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The File Bucket seemed to have spilled out again, or sprung a leak, or some other suitable water related pun – End result is the same though is the same. I no longer have any images or sound clips to pleasure you with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM THE SELF APPOINTED MANAGER OF HOLD MUSIC!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a special job title of special importance…..that is mine. I have selected all the tracks that are on our company hold music, and there’s some killer stuff in the mix too! – How many companies do you know that feature Northern Soul / funk monsters exclusively? For some reason, the machinery is clipping all the ends short – But no matter! – I’m currently enjoying Chuck Jackson &amp; Maxine Brown, Al TNT Braggs, Howard Peters, Bettye Swann etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not mention this to anybody eh? - Our little secret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Art Project &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH - surely you jest? - with everything else going  on around me - you think I've got time to spare on &lt;strong&gt;ART&lt;/strong&gt; Projects? - That be the case.  YOU is madder than I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what time of day it is, you need to know the difference between the big hand and the little hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113102241532167221?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113102241532167221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113102241532167221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113102241532167221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113102241532167221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/importance-in-size-of-your-hand.html' title='The importance in the size of your hand.'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113101916158830461</id><published>2005-11-03T10:58:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:59:21.603-01:00</updated><title type='text'>RECENT UPDATES . . . . . ?????  &amp; OTHER THINGS RELATING TO THE PASSING OPF TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does that work then eh? – OK, it doesn’t take much to confuse me, but I have some issues with BLOG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;1 – I sometimes browse throughBLOGS looking for people with similar interests to my own.  SO, I click on one of my favourite films, types of music, interests, books etc.  then check out what sort of sick bunnies like the same sort of stuff as me….Then see what they have to write about, and how it relates to what they have listed as their interests. First thing I notice is that more often than not, my Blog does not appear as being interested in the things I’m interested in, even if I’m searching as my &lt;i&gt;Alter Ego&lt;/i&gt;.  So Nobody’s going to find me that way, unless it’s some completely obscure film that NOBODY else knows about or likes, or if there’s just 2 or 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – RECENT? – Who decides on what is classed as recent?? – I mean, personally (&lt;i&gt;Now, call me old fashioned if you like!&lt;/i&gt;) my idea of recent would be the last couple of months, the last few days even.  Here we are  end of 2005, and ‘Recently Updated’ still seems to include people who haven’t posted anything since the middle of 2004……. That’s NOT recent in my book, at least not for something that is constantly updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – It’s late. I’m tired so this will be even more disjointed than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend the clocks went back – Not a problem in itself – Until you bring small children into the equation.  Small children of under 2 years that do not know how to tell the time yet is one thing.  Small children that NORMALLY have a wake up time of 5.30 am and do not know how to tell the time………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so Sunday USED to be lie in day – (&lt;i&gt;back in my pre-having children days&lt;/i&gt;) 4.30am IS NOT my idea of a lie in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113101916158830461?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113101916158830461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113101916158830461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113101916158830461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113101916158830461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/11/recent-updates-other-things-relating.html' title='RECENT UPDATES . . . . . ?????  &amp; OTHER THINGS RELATING TO THE PASSING OPF TIME!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-113051367186345107</id><published>2005-10-28T14:33:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:34:31.890-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Biker movie EVER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned some time back, that I intended to put together a review of some biker movies – (&lt;i&gt;I’m now closer to getting that done&lt;/i&gt;.), and I think that I have at last managed to, not only scrape the bottom of the barrel, but actually dug right through the bottom of the barrel and scraped somewhere just below it. Yes folks, I think I have found what is quite possibly the worst, most pointless biker movie ever made – (&lt;i&gt;I would however, love to hear from anybody that can prove me wrong.&lt;/i&gt;)….. I have yet to watch the whole sordid affair, and have so far only managed to muster the stomach to flick through a few of the DVD chapters… BUT, from what I’ve seen, it’s a doozie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while I thought that Al Adamson’s film &lt;b&gt;‘Rebel Rousers&lt;/b&gt; was pretty poor, but this shone like a halogen spot compared to a recently acquired copy of &lt;b&gt;Satan’s Sadists&lt;/b&gt;…… SO, Sadists was for a while the bottom of the pile. Surely NOTHING could oust this from Trash central! – How wrong I was…… Ohhhh so WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most recent acquisition is a copy of Russ Myers – &lt;b&gt;‘Motor Psycho’&lt;/b&gt;, which judging from the cover promises a biketastic festival of busty buxom bimbos . Now I haven’t seen the whole film yet, but apart from buxomness aplenty………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – You’ll just have to wait for the review!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-113051367186345107?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/113051367186345107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=113051367186345107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113051367186345107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/113051367186345107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/worst-biker-movie-ever.html' title='Worst Biker movie EVER?'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112990879194943440</id><published>2005-10-21T14:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:33:11.966-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing - NOT interesting - NOT funny - NOT worth reading today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - the weekends nearly here........&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you'd like to know!&lt;br /&gt;I need to do at least some of the following:&lt;br /&gt;1 - Photograph and advertise our broken car.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Photograph and advertise another motorbike&lt;br /&gt;3 - Sell some records&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly - NOT BUY ANYTHING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got thrown into a bit of a flat spin yesterday - No need for details! - As a result I sank into a bit of a depression and ended up buying things I don't really need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112990879194943440?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112990879194943440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112990879194943440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112990879194943440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112990879194943440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-not-interesting-not-funny-not.html' title='Nothing - NOT interesting - NOT funny - NOT worth reading today!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112972203077939284</id><published>2005-10-19T10:37:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T10:40:30.790-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessional behaviour and wet floors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;My Current Obsession&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My musical obsession has just taken a sudden slight detour – After seeing the Eddie Curtis track on the ‘Number One Songs From Heaven’ blog, I realized that it  was &lt;B&gt;VERY&lt;/B&gt; important for me to know what year all my records came out – (So I will be listing the years on my record sleeves) - &lt;I&gt;Just don’t ask OK!!!!!! – It’s just the way my obsession works&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – last night, I’m up with a stack of singles writing names, titles, labels and matrix numbers feverously on sheets of paper so that I can cross reference them today – I still haven’t found a date for the Josie 45, that started all this, as I don’t have any Josie singles – (except for some early cuts by the Cadillacs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done my SMASH singles, BUNKY, AMY, and WAND – Drew a blank on dates for Sceptre!!! – (&lt;I&gt;Which surprised me.&lt;/I&gt;), BIG TOP, VERVE and SPAR all came together OK – (PS, quite a few of these labels I only have 1 or 2 records on, so it doesn’t take too long to find the info I need, if it’s around.)&lt;br /&gt;- - - NOW – Isn’t all this interesting! - -  - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody know anything about Tay-Ster records? – The Anglos on ORBIT – (Incense.), the Whispers on Soul Clock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will hopefully go to bed before the morning, and be allowed to wake up sometime after the crack of dawn! – I’m not in a particularly humorous mood today – not helped by the fact that I managed to soak our kitchen floor again – Long story, but basically, we are waiting to have  a new floor fitted due to a leak. The new floor can’t be fitted until readings have been taken to say that the drying machines – (which have now been in for several weeks – possibly months?) have finished doing their job, and the floor and wall are now moisture free..  A situation not helped by me causing another minor flood! – I wasn’t very popular this morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112972203077939284?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112972203077939284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112972203077939284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112972203077939284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112972203077939284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/obsessional-behaviour-and-wet-floors.html' title='Obsessional behaviour and wet floors!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112963751749463087</id><published>2005-10-18T11:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:50:54.430-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make that Double A HAT-TRICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All images &amp;amp; audio clips removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get round to creating links to some of the other music orientated sites that have excited and inspired me - (&lt;i&gt;You bastards!You've also fuelled my addiction to old records and caused me to either spend more than I can afford, or in the case of the Howard Peters single, sweat blood over the fact that I found a copy but can't afford to buy it at the moment!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I hope I didn't offend anybody with that little outburst - but if I did - TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was inspired by hearing a couple of Jimmy Holliday tracks on The Number One Songs In Heaven blog - So my reply is another Jimmy Holliday track called &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The New Breed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; from the Diplomacy label - As always, I know nothng else about it, or the label. Would appreciate comments, but if, like me you know nothing more about it, just sit back and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112963751749463087?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112963751749463087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112963751749463087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112963751749463087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112963751749463087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/make-that-double-hat-trick.html' title='Make that Double A HAT-TRICK'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112929465139861086</id><published>2005-10-14T11:48:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:49:24.666-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover Versions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all images &amp; audio clips removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to post a couple of cover versions, which I think dispel the assumption that covers are never as good as the original. First up is a killer version of Bob &amp;amp; Earl's - 'Harlem Shuffle' - &lt;i&gt;SACRILAGE&lt;/i&gt; I hear you shout!&lt;br /&gt;But this one is not taken at the usual steady beat - This is made especially for amphetimne fuelled dancers. It comes from the Sceptre Label and is done by The Traits. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second offering comes from the Vontastics, and is another uptempo dancer - this time a cover of The Beatles - Day Tripper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ideas on years on either of these - so any info you may have on either track would be welcome. - Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112929465139861086?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112929465139861086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112929465139861086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112929465139861086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112929465139861086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/cover-versions.html' title='Cover Versions'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112928762967925905</id><published>2005-10-14T09:59:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:00:30.196-01:00</updated><title type='text'>A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – That was fun…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not written for a while – mainly because I’ve had nothing much to say – No news, nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 1 – Jaysters Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, a fairly normal day suddenly changed into pandemonium – At about 3.30 I was asked to take the works van from our offices to our warehouse, another colleague would follow in a car and bring me back. The round trip should bring us back to the offices by spot on five, provided we didn’t hang about, or get caught in traffic – (&lt;i&gt;believe it or not, the trip went smoothly, and we made it back, as expected at spot on five&lt;/i&gt;. Grabbed my bits and bobs, jumped on my bike and started the cycle trip back to my car – Everything is going well. Until that is, I reach my car, only to discover I don’t have any keys. Not too big a problem, although I will be late home, I just have to cycle back up to work, pop in, get my keys, make a quick phone call home to explain that I will be a few minutes late, then back on my bike again – So that is what I did –well, up to a point. The plan was once more changed by the fact that nobody else was left at work – Locked up, shut down, nobody will be back in till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, things are now looking a tad bleaker, but there’s still hope! – cycle back to where my car is parked, and visit another work colleague who lives ‘&lt;i&gt;somewhere&lt;/i&gt;’ on the estate where my car is parked – (Anybody notice a potential problem in that line?) – I don’t know exactly where he lives, but have a rough idea, and know that he put a new fence up a few months ago – I asked a few people that I saw walking about, to no avail, then spotted a potential house – knocked on the door and it was answered – But not by Mr X! – “Any idea where Mr X lives please?” – I’m in luck, as the man points next door and says “Next-door” – Well, how’s that for a spot of good luck? – Luck would have been better had they been in, but unfortunately I’d missed them by about 5 minutes, and they had just popped into town – SO, I tried the neighbour again, to see if there was any chance of borrowing a phone, I explained the problem to him, he lent me a phone, and I phoned the wife and explained it to her. This is going to cause a problem, and I’m sure that I’m in trouble – OK – She will phone her work, arrange a baby-sitter for the boys and come out to collect me. She doesn’t know the housing estate, so I have to cycle back up to the offices and wait outside for her – She should be here in about 40 minutes? – Unless she goes to work then pick me up after work to teach me not to be such a pea brained, dunderhead. – so I sit down, read a bit, write a bit, listen to a bit of music on my MP3 player, until the battery runs out – Can’t read any more or write, because it’s getting dark – So I sit, then stand, then sit again –(Till my bum and balls go numb), then stand again, and move about, trying to ignore the pins and needles. THEN, things take another bizarre twist, I see my folks car go past – (&lt;i&gt;Odd, because they live 30 miles away in the opposite direction form our house&lt;/i&gt;) – so I get up to have a look. Nobody about, perhaps I was mistaken, but no – they come back again…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Jerry” – “Hello mum! – what’s going on?” – Well it turns out that Mrs Jayster had also had a series of unfortunate events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 2 – Mrs Jaysters Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Jayster has only come to my offices a couple of times, and every time I have been with her, so she’s never had to find them on her own, so she got a tiny bit lost…. That in itself would not have been a huge problem, as she would have been able to ask somebody, and eventually get directions to our estate and find me. No, the main problem was the fact that the car decided, it no longer liked oil or water, and therefore opened up a hole in the engine to let both out all of a sudden. Then it changed it’s mind – (&lt;i&gt;fickle things these engines.&lt;/i&gt;). It decided it DID need oil and water after all, so the engine made some unpleasant noises and stopped! – Shame, because the car is brilliant otherwise, excellent bodywork, interior, gearbox etc. It just has a very dead engine! – She hadn’t been able to arrange a baby sitter, so the boys are in the car with her. Stuck at the side of the road, lost and all, as you would expect, tired, bored and getting a little irritated. Fortunatley, a very nice lady stopped to see if they needed any help, and left a nice bag of toffee’s, which did a great job of keeping the two boys happy! – A breakdown man came and looked at the car, got it started, turned it off again and said – Ohh Dear! – then arranged for a recovery truck to come and tow it home.. – (Meanwhle – back in the jungle….)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, my mum, dad and myself, had worked out where Mrs Jayster and the boys were, and had driven to find them – All together at last, all in reasonable humour considering the currently worsening situation…… and believe me it IS worsening!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakdown truck is taking a very long time to arrive, especially considering that when arranged it had been noted that it was to assist a lady driving with two small children. This situation would normally be given priority. It transpires that breakdown trucks are named for a reason, and not as I always suspected, because they collect broken down cars, the one that was coming to collect my wife had indeed broken down! – A second truck was arranged and eventually arrived. – the driver must have been in a bit of a rush, as he barely gave me time to take the child seats out of the car, as he was hauling it up on the winch – in fact, I nearly got pulled under the car, and tripped on the edge of the flatbed, in my attempt to remove the second one! – he relented, and gave me a moment or two to actually get it out, so that the children could be safely strapped into the seats in the lorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we’re on our way home, my mum and dad followed us the fifteen miles back to our house, to make sure all went well, and to help with the children once we got home – the plan being to give me a lift back to their house, and then another lift into work the next day. – It was at this point that we remembered that there is a spare key for my car, so they gave me a lift back to that instead, and I was able to drive back to my house – eventually arriving back somewhere between 10.30 and 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew – Now we have to work out what to do with the current car situation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112928762967925905?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112928762967925905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112928762967925905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112928762967925905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112928762967925905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112867163057030329</id><published>2005-10-07T06:52:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T06:53:50.576-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 1 left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now here is quite a dilemma – This morning There was NOTHING to put on toast, the cereal had almost run out, so the boys had a bowl each, and I had what was left, which amounted to about half a bowl, most of which consisted of dust and the slightly stale bits that inhabit the outer box, instead of the internal “&lt;i&gt;Keep the contents fresh&lt;/i&gt;” bag. As a result, I’m hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - What (&lt;i&gt;you may ask&lt;/i&gt;) is the dilemma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the answer see my post from the other day - &lt;b&gt;SLIGHTLY HORRIBLE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112867163057030329?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112867163057030329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112867163057030329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112867163057030329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112867163057030329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-1-left.html' title='Just 1 left!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112858951116424978</id><published>2005-10-06T07:25:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T08:05:13.840-01:00</updated><title type='text'>a forced spring clean.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the online storage facility where I keep my images and MP3 files went tit's up yesterday - As a result I have had to re-stock the file bucket, and will have to edit my previous posts, if I want the images to re-appear with the tracks... chances are I won't bother, but I might just go in and remove them . I did say they were there for a limited time only!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112858951116424978?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112858951116424978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112858951116424978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112858951116424978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112858951116424978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/forced-spring-clean.html' title='a forced spring clean.'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112852364525235633</id><published>2005-10-05T13:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T13:47:25.260-01:00</updated><title type='text'>On set with The Borrowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now here’s a rather dull story for you all to enjoy. I was in the film &lt;b&gt;‘The Borrowers’&lt;/b&gt;, although may well have been cut out due to my own stupidty. – I worked as an extra for a couple of years – Well, you know how it goes? – I needed a little EXTRA money, it seemed the ideal way of getting it! – I worked for the Ray Knight Agency who got me far more work than any of the other agencies that I paid to be with!!!!! - &lt;i&gt;Anyway – I digress.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, we’re called to a location near Reading (&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Theale if you must know&lt;/span&gt;) to shoot a couple of scenes for the Borrowers, at the time I had a beard, and being as I was just an extra, that was fine. I was given a bicycle to ride, then told off for swapping it for a smaller bike, as that was the one the main star was supposed to be riding – hence the little tin can on the front which he was carying a couple of borrowers in - &lt;i&gt;Ooops, there I go on another tangent.&lt;/i&gt; filming went well, and my job for the day was wearing a hat and an overcoat and riding up and down the road on the bicycle. Then we were called up to another location in central London, where I was once more given a hat and an overcoat and a bicycle to ride about on – (&lt;em&gt;If I remember rightly the boy was cycling to a dairy or something, there was a bridge / tunnel at both locations, and the idea was that one location was one side of the bridge and the other location was the other side&lt;/em&gt;.) Trouble is the boy must have been cycling for about a month and a half under the bridge, by which time I’d realised that the beard was more trouble than it was worth. It felt like I had a scarf on the whole time, it also managed to retain odours from previous nights exploits, even after serious cleaning – (&lt;i&gt;I won’t go into details, but I’m sure you know where I’m coming from.&lt;/i&gt;) – As a result, it had to go! – I don’t think I actually appear cycling in the film either clean shaven, or bearded!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112852364525235633?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112852364525235633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112852364525235633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112852364525235633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112852364525235633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-set-with-borrowers.html' title='On set with The Borrowers'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112851632433272621</id><published>2005-10-05T11:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:45:24.340-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrappy dappy scrapped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Going back to one of my previous posts - SOUL SHAKEDOWN. I wrote a brief comment about sacking Scrappy Doo. Well it appears that he has indeed been given the push – (&lt;i&gt;we got a free DVD with a couple of ALL NEW Scooby Doo episodes in a packet of cereal&lt;/i&gt;.) – And there is no sign of Scrappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – If anybody can offer work to an annoying cartoon puppy, please write to Hanna Barbera. Hurry though, because if like so many other young actors that get unceremoniously dumped from their shows, he gets depressed he is likely to turn to drugs / drink and ultimately take a soul crushing job as a security guard in a supermarket or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112851632433272621?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112851632433272621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112851632433272621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112851632433272621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112851632433272621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/scrappy-dappy-scrapped.html' title='Scrappy dappy scrapped!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112842796394158005</id><published>2005-10-04T11:10:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:17:05.163-01:00</updated><title type='text'>SLIGHTLY HORRIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 63% Weird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so weird, you think you're bordering on normal. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you wig out even the hairiest of estate agents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked this up from GW – and found I was 60% weird. Tried one of his other tests too . . . But really didn’t like the result. How can I EVER afford to pay that much of a fine – especially given that I’d be spending the rest of my natural life (&lt;i&gt;Plus a fair amount more once I’d passed away&lt;/i&gt;)behind bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s an aside. Today’s post is ‘&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLIGHTLY HORRIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A work colleague has just come back from a trip to China, and as tradition dictates, brought a few munchable morsels for the rest of us to ‘&lt;i&gt;enjoy&lt;/i&gt; - Now I am known as the company dustbin, and am quite happy to chomp my way through any food offerings – This is on the proviso that the offerings are indeed advertised as at least moderately edible. I mean I don’t go eating staples, pencils, CDs or battery chargers that are left in my desk area – but most other things are fair game. There were two varieties brought in from China – One was a packet of TEA biscuits, and although nobody else seems to like them much, I’ve managed to plough my way through quite a few of them, and they do taste like a very pleasant cup of tea – but in biscuit form. All I need now is a digestive flavoured drink to dunk them in. The other thing is a pack of fairly large sesame covered cakes – The packet only contained 4, and although they have been there for the best part of a week, there are still 2 left – (&lt;i&gt;Yes – Of course I’ve eaten one – That was a rather obvious question you just thought wasn’t it?&lt;/i&gt;). – I’m very tempted to eat another one, even though the taste is ever so slightly horrible. Not horrible enough to put you off eating it all together, like eating bread with mold on, rotten peanuts, or sour lumpy milk – all of which I find quite unpalatable.&lt;br /&gt;Just a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; offputting is the smell that these cakes emit. They look perfectly cooked, lovely light coloured sesame seeds on a golden pastry that looks like the top of a McDonalds Bap, but they smell a little overcooked – (&lt;i&gt;Read that as Burnt…..and then cooked some more.&lt;/i&gt;) – However, it’s not a ‘normal’ burnt, more like they have been burnt on a bonfire, rather than in an oven. The smell is not over-powering, but you don’t need to put your nose right up to it to get a whiff, it seems to permeate the surrounding area with a hint of it’s smoky delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got your mouth watering now…..right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we haven’t even bitten into it yet. – OK. First bite, and we’re treated to sesame covered pastry, unsweetened, …Now here’s a mystery, the blandness of the pastry, seems to completely over power any flavour the sesame seeds should have, leaving you with little taste, but a texture that fills the mouth with a very claggy, seedy sensation. You also get the first glimpse of the filling, a thick dark substance that looks a bit like processed dates with pine kernels stuck in it… It also looks like other things which may be found littering the woodland floor, but I won’t go into that for fear that some of you may be enjoying a real biscuit with your afternoon tea. Eating this is a most bizarre sensation. You’ve heard of bitter sweet? – Well this is it, theres certainly something sweet in there, sugars or syrups or nectar or something, but there’s also some bitter flavourings, there is a slight hint in both flavour and texture of bonfire ash, and there’s also the merest hint of something you might find on a well matured compost heap – I can’t even start to describe that – Even though I’ve taken several bites and tried ever so hard to describe it to myself. I think the sweetness of it is the only thing that draws it into the category of slightly edible. As for aftertaste – the sweetness disappears, leaving you with a bitter ash flavour. Perhaps that’s what entices you to have another bite, as it’s not quite so bad while it’s still in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 1 LEFT NOW….. I wonder who will eat it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a cup of coffee – I’ve also got a slight stomach ache now……Ooops – and wind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112842796394158005?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112842796394158005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112842796394158005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112842796394158005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112842796394158005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/slightly-horrible.html' title='SLIGHTLY HORRIBLE'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112834148812063264</id><published>2005-10-03T11:04:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:04:07.290-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The POPULAR 5 on MINIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt; &lt;FONT COLOR = rED&gt;-PLEASE NOTE - All images / music files have been deleted&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – I haven’t got much to say today – Soul do at Greenham was pretty good. Although the music was a little predicatable., you know, all the stuff you’ve got on the ‘Best Of …. Soul LP’s’ – Did plenty of dancing, but didn’t hear anything that made me go “WOW, I’ve never heard this before.” – Didn’t sell any records, but then I really didn’t try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the DJ for Jackie Wilson’s – &lt;b&gt;‘Baby Workout’&lt;/b&gt; – He didn’t have it, but said he could play Higher and Higher, or Sweetest Feeling instead. Now Workout is no rarity, so I’m not asking too much am I? –OK the other 2 tracks are good, but you pick up any old CD, with a sniff of Jackie Wilson, and that’s what you’ll find – Why even if you just collect the free CD’s given away with the daily papers you’ve probably managed to snag both of these tracks at least once – But Hey Ho…….. AND another thing – while I’m on a roll. WHY do DJ’s play from these silly mixed compilations – where one track runs into the next, so you either end up with a clipped short track, or – (&lt;i&gt;EVEN WORSE&lt;/i&gt;) A brief snippet from the start of the next track. OK – use these CD’s as a reference point, if you want to hear a load of music, but if there is stuff you want – FOR GOD SAKE either find a real copy of it on single, or at the very least get it on a CD where there is a gap between tracks. I’m not one of the se stuffed shirts that thinks you should ONLY play original 45’s, but I am a bit of a stickler when it comes to using ready mix CDs………..&lt;b&gt;AND……..Who the HELL Plays medley’s? – MEDLEY’S???? – What’s the point in that eh? – You get halfway through a track you really like, dancing round like a dervish only to be cut short, in mid stride with admittedly another great track, but it really hacks me off……and relax!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s track is on the Minit Label – I did try and ask about it on another Blog – But the link didn’t work. SO – Any ideas? -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, the flip side is a great soul mover version of Thurston Harris – Little Bitty Pretty One – (&lt;i&gt;Or should that be Bobby Day?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112834148812063264?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112834148812063264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112834148812063264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112834148812063264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112834148812063264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/10/popular-5-on-minit.html' title='The POPULAR 5 on MINIT'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112807559084503372</id><published>2005-09-30T09:12:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:44:58.526-01:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of a SOUL SHAKEDOWN!</title><content type='html'>As you probably know the motorcycle diary is currently on hold. Wife not keen on me riding a motorbike again, and the fact that I can easily lift the pushbike from a lying position back onto it’s wheels with no assistance…. Looks like it’s going to be P-P-P-P-P Pedal Power for me for the foreseeable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Still don’t think much of Scrappy Do – Can’t they kill him off in some way! – You’d have thought that with all the monster and ghost type shenanigans, they could have had the kids rolling about with laughter as some hideous she beast shook him about like a pathetic rag doll with blood and guts spattering the happy gang – Oh well, I’m sure Hanna Barbera will come up with something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - Oooooh – I can use this as a special Hanna Barbera link!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll probably be putting the little Honda back on the market soon – maybe tidy it up a bit first – It’s got all the relevant tax and ticket and blah blah blah, so it should sell OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;FONT COLOR = rED&gt;-PLEASE NOTE - All images / music files have been deleted&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;SO – Today is going to be a music thing – the tracks posted are for reference and research purposes only – Please DO NOT download them if you just want to listen to them, dance to them or enjoy them – as that would clearly be unethical! – I would like to know more about these tracks – They won’t be available for very long – (&lt;i&gt;Notice I don’t specify a time&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;The first track I’ve mentioned before - &lt;b&gt;Soulville, by Dinah Washington&lt;/b&gt; on the Roulette label - Personally, I don’t think it’s a patch on the Aretha Franklin cut on Columbia, but in a jazzy kind of way it stands up well for itself – I’d like to know what year it is – (&lt;i&gt;If anybody can be bothered to read this, and then be bothered to write a comment&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next track plays along with the Hanna Barbera link from the start of this Scooby blog! – &lt;b&gt;The Dynatones&lt;/b&gt; on the HBR (Hanna Barbera) label playing their instrumental number &lt;b&gt;The Fife Piper&lt;/b&gt; -I don’t know much about this, but I’m sure I’ve heard the name of the band before, but can’t find any tracks – any ideas on the releases of this band during the 1950’s. – Or the year this was pressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And – FINALLY for today, is this little platter on the Date label. Again I know nothing about it, other than the fact that I quite like it, and at the end of the day, that’s what counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – What answers would&lt;u&gt; I &lt;/u&gt;like put into comments? –Well, anything you like really – anything you know about the tracks posted, including if you know if they are commercially available on CD and so forth – Release dates for the specific tracks, any juicy gossip or stories about the sessions or about the artists involved – Or details of any other tracks you would like to see posted – (&lt;i&gt;obviously if I haven’t got the track I won’t post it, and chances are – I won’t because my collection is pretty limited.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got quite a lot of 45’s that seem to slip between categories – I don’t know whether they can be classed as soul, or R&amp;amp;B or Northern Soul, or what ! –I’m still a bit of a novice in this area – Got quite a few funk singles that could almost slip into soul categories as well. I’m thinking of putting some CD’s or tapes together and putting a questionnaire in saying – Well What Do You Think? – I bet that there would be a huge diversity in peoples opinions!&lt;br /&gt;I’ve just picked up Etta James – Pushover and Jimmy James Ho Diddle Howdy Doody Ho Hum – (or somthing like that – Perhaps I’ll post a couple more tracks next week.) – One never knows does one? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – If this link has worked, you should be able to click on the picture of the MAD DJ, and he’ll play the track for you – As always – any genuine comments are eagerly awaited &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;– Any automated comments saying – &lt;i&gt;‘Love your blog, come and visit mine so that I can tell you about some crappy un-related money laundering business deal&lt;/i&gt;’ can stick any number of 45’s or 78’s up t…….. well, anywhere that the sun is less bright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One LAST thing before I cut out for the day – If anybody is in the Newbury area this weekend, there is a Northern Soul / Motown night at The Liberty Ballroom on Old Greenham Common – Usually good for a bit of a jig about, and I’ll probably take a little box of 45’s with me to sell. See you all there then?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112807559084503372?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112807559084503372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112807559084503372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112807559084503372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112807559084503372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/bit-of-soul-shakedown.html' title='A bit of a SOUL SHAKEDOWN!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112799692103446978</id><published>2005-09-29T11:26:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T11:28:41.040-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Problem The Needs To Be Resolved</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may be out of commision for a short time, due to a minor problem / misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may post details later - OR it may just be avoided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112799692103446978?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112799692103446978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112799692103446978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112799692103446978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112799692103446978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/minor-problem-needs-to-be-resolved.html' title='Minor Problem The Needs To Be Resolved'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112791026571537375</id><published>2005-09-28T11:19:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T11:24:25.723-01:00</updated><title type='text'>More Plumph-Plumph than Ba Ba Ba Ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well – I’ve been away from my desk for a few days – and quite a lot has happened during that time – Music, Bikes and Obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st – the bike saga continues. – I went to see the chop, but instead of a healthy BaBaBaBaBa, I was treated to a very long session of ,&lt;br /&gt;Plumph – Plumph – Plumph – Plumph – She would not start!. – But I’m getting ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I rang Keith, a very good biker friend of mine, so that we could check out the bike together – (&lt;i&gt;I need his advise on this sort of matter, due to my being a complete dim-wit when it comes to buying bikes&lt;/i&gt;.) – The guy had it in front of his garage and it looked sweet – Low, long forks….. I sat on it and it felt good, after a little chatter and discussing the pros and cons of the bike we (&lt;i&gt;of course&lt;/i&gt;) wanted to hear it run…. And this is where the trouble starts. The seller tried kick starting it, until he was pouring with sweat – I had a go, then Keith had a go. Every now and then the engine would make promising sort of coughs, that merely enticed you into pumping the leg muscles into starting the 550 cc block a few more times…..No good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stage would be to attempt a bump start. Being the smallest and lightest – (&lt;i&gt;and of course the potential buyer.&lt;/i&gt;) I was the one in the saddle, while the other two proceeded to push me down the road at almost great speed, grinding to a halt every now and then as I dropped it into second gear. Still no joy, so we decided to push it back to the garage and put a bit of extra Ooomph into the battery. As the other two were hot and knackered from pushing, I was elected to push the bike back. – it was now that I discovered 3 things about the chop – 1- it is &lt;i&gt;very long&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;This is in italics, because it is about to become very relevant to the story now&lt;/span&gt; 2 – (it is very low) 3 –( It is very heavy) &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;These are in brackets, because they will become very relevant to the story soon&lt;/span&gt;. – Turnng the bike round in the road was no easy task, even using the full width of the road, it still required a 3 point turn to maneuver it, by which time, some traffic had built up, so instead of remaining in the way, and pushing it along on the road, I continued the maneuver onto the pavement and pushed it toward home there, intending to bump it off the kerb opposite the house. – Intending being the operative word, as it is at this point that the other very’s come into force – LOW &amp;amp; HEAVY. Low, being that the pipes dragged on the kerb once the front wheel was off the kerb, pitching me in a sideways motion – Heavy, being that the gravity / weight ratio of the bike was more than the applied weigth / strength ratio that I was able to exert – Result = Bike falls sideways, and Jayster does a sort of inelegant sideways dive on top of the bike – (Fortunately, the pipes weren’t hot!) – and quietly called out help, at which point Keith came and helped me and the bike back into a vertical inclination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No damage to the bike, thank goodness, apart from a very minor dribble of petrol out of the cap – I suffered a little bruising to my ego and a twisted knee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a charge, the bike did fire - up nicely, although by this time I had decided that big Jap bikes may not be for me after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside – After cleaning up the plugs on the CB200 I got that to run – Although I am now driving to work with my bicycle in the back, then cycling in the last half mile to avoid the evening traffic – It seems to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Current Obsession&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get hold of a Casablanca – (&lt;i&gt;Non linear Video Editing piece of kit&lt;/i&gt;) – Fantastic it is, and at last I can now get on with editing our wedding video, plus all the built up footage of our 2 boys – THAT’S my new obsession – I’ll keep you posted. –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you are into video, and need a video editor, then this is certainly the machine to look at – I used to work with them a few years ago, and they are so easy to operate, but the results look stunning. – Don’t believe me? – Check the Macro systems website, or Video Management Services in Ringwood, if you are in the UK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112791026571537375?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112791026571537375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112791026571537375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112791026571537375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112791026571537375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-plumph-plumph-than-ba-ba-ba-ba.html' title='More Plumph-Plumph than Ba Ba Ba Ba'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112748048149141944</id><published>2005-09-23T11:55:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T12:02:14.730-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The bike didn't happen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Daily Grind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note To Self&lt;/u&gt; - DON’T wear light grey pegs to work……. EVER.. – &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see note from the earliest posts in this blog for an explanation.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OOPs – I let my addiction creep out of control yesterday – (I’ve got some fine soul tracks heading my way though.!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well – Here it is Friday, and as if by a miracle……. I drove to work, in my car. – “&lt;i&gt;What’s odd about that then?&lt;/i&gt;” I hear you say – Well, if you did just say that, you haven’t been reading the blog!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night I filled up the bike, and vowed to ride it to work on Friday – I started the bike up, ran it up and down a little, and let it tick-over – All fine. Thursday night – I went to the garage to test run the bike, so that I could ride it in today…. NOTHING – Not a bleeding peep. – I Kicked it over lots, I ran along with it in second gear and tried to bump start it, I even sat on it, rolled down a hill, got up to a reasonable speed and still…… NOTHING…. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed the bike back up the hill to the garage, went indoors and watched TV –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m no mechanic at the best of times, but I don’t stand a hope in hell in pitchdark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I drove….. Alright!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside – It is pouring with rain today – SO, had I ridden the bike, I would have got wet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112748048149141944?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112748048149141944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112748048149141944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112748048149141944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112748048149141944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/bike-didnt-happen.html' title='The bike didn&apos;t happen!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112739429421495184</id><published>2005-09-22T11:56:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T12:06:47.093-01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deadline approacheth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So – We are nearly at the end of the week – Deadline for getting the bike on the road. Last night I filled the newly fitted, de-rusted fuel tank, and fired the little Honda up. It runs OK, tick-over seems OK, but I might need to fine tune the carb – Maybe I’ll ride to work tomorrow. – If all goes well, I’ll clean the car up and put that up for sale – Jolly good, just in time to enjoy the bracing chilly winter mornings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seen another bike – 550cc chopper……NICE! – I’ll see how much the A7 ends at to gauge how much I can plough into the chop! – Perhaps I’ll get in training by holding ice cubes under my arm-pits. At the moment the chop appears to have straight bars on, but IF I do end up with it, I’ll want to swap them out for a set of high risers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not posting a track today, but I will let you know about a little Gem on the DATE Label. &lt;b&gt;Peaches &amp;amp; Herb – Cupid / Venus&lt;/b&gt; - Now when I bought this recently, I figured that it must be an EP, when I received it, I noticed that there was no dead wax between the 2 tracks - &lt;i&gt;well that makes DJ’ing with it fun, lining up the second track on an EP, does depend to some degree on there being some indication of where one track ends and the other starts&lt;/I&gt;……. But , no matter, I’m not really DJ’ing now anyway… So I played it. How silly could I have been, just because it lists 2 separate tracks, giving each it’s writers credits, (seperteley) one above the other, doesn’t mean that they would separate the two songs – Obvious really that Peaches would sing one., while Herb sings the other….. AT THE SAME TIME!!!! - Believe it or not, it actually works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lost out on a few nice soul platters, Don Gardner, Shirley Matthews, Vicki Anderson, I’m bidding on another one at the *moment, but it’s going up and up and up – current financial position isn’t really conducive to collecting Northern 45’s! – Especially if I’m also thinking of getting another bike …….. Ooops, just picked up a few – the Anglos, Robert Parker – (Happy Feet), and Clay Hammond – (Dance Little Girl) – &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I can tell you about those because they are now confirmed sales, and none of you can outbid me......Ha ha ha!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was trying for a copy of (&lt;i&gt;* Mack Starr’s – down By The Waterhole, which is a stunning double header…..BUT I just can’t justify a minimum of $200, no really I can’t…. I keep telling myself, and eventually I’ll believe it!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I can tell you about those because I can't afford to go any higher......Boo hoo hoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - If anybody out there has a copy of Mack Starr's ...Waterhole (original of course, and in near mint condition), that I can have for $2.75, I'd like to hear from you! - PS, the price above includes any incurred carriage charges &lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112739429421495184?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112739429421495184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112739429421495184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112739429421495184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112739429421495184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/deadline-approacheth.html' title='The Deadline approacheth'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112723147485922686</id><published>2005-09-20T14:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T15:00:25.296-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OK -On the bike front, the A7 still has just one bid on it, but that’s cool, there’s still a few days to run. 900 + people have gazed upon it’s naked, semi derelict beauty, and at least 30 are keeping it tagged so that they can view it in the privacy of their own bathrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking at bigger bikes… Now, don’t get me wrong, the little Honda 200 is an OK bike for going back and forward between home and work, but in an ideal world….. Well, 400cc plus is more my bag. You know what I mean? – a bit more &lt;b&gt;BABABABABABA&lt;/b&gt; and less &lt;i&gt;ring ding ding&lt;/i&gt;! low seat, forward sets and high bars, that’s what I’m talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a little bit of money in the bank, and another little dollop due in in the near future – I’m waiting to hear back from a chap in America that has 240,000 records to sell – Now is that&lt;b&gt; Vinyl Junkie Heaven&lt;/b&gt; or what????? – I’m not in any position to buy all of them – (&lt;i&gt;that would cost me about the same as buying 2 medium size houses in the UK&lt;/i&gt;), but I’m hoping to bring them over in bundles of 100-200 then sell some on to other soul fans. Trouble is, the chap has moved house, and I’m waiting to hear back from him. There’s another bundle of singles (&lt;b&gt;500&lt;/b&gt;) which is currently sitting at a little under $1,000…….. Hmmmmm – Tempted I are! – BUT, that would be ALL of the money from the A7 if it sells at the current price. Part of me thinks it’s a no-no……. but there’s a little bit of Homer Simpson in me which is saying…..”Hmmmmmm Do-nut’s”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By the by - My track for today is &lt;b&gt;Soulville - Dinah Washington&lt;/b&gt;, I haven't heard it yet, but I've just bought a copy, so I'm looking forward to getting that in my sticky mitts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;I See that a few people have ventured into this banal blog of mine – do please leave any comments - good or bad (&lt;i&gt;Especially about old cars, bikes, films, Rockabilly music or 60’s Soul music – I enjoy ploughing through other people’s blogs with a similar interest to my own, so if I can link to you through your comments.. all the better&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m hoping to do a short review of vintage biker films soon – I don’t have many, so it won’t be a long critique. – it also won’t be that good, as a couple of the biker flicks that I do have , should be considered somewhere below B-Movie status…….quite a LONG way below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and almost finally for today - I'm thinking of putting some CD's together of '&lt;i&gt;Soul / 60's music&lt;/i&gt;, and sending them out with NO track details, but a little questionaire to get folks comments - anybody interested, drop in a comment and I'll get back to you with the full skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND - I've got a bundle of totally crap CD's, which I would be happy to swap for other things... I'll explain more at a later date - I once did a similar deal wit magazines I was publishing. I didn't make any money on it, but I did swap them for all sorts of weird and wonderful bits of junk. Perhaps in tommorows post I'll do a little run down on that venture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112723147485922686?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112723147485922686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112723147485922686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112723147485922686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112723147485922686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/motorcycle-diary-ok-on-bike-front-a7.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112713223927205007</id><published>2005-09-19T11:13:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:17:19.280-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pricked all over with a multitude of PINs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my first post on this Blog, I mentioned that I lost all my plastic money cards, and had to report them to the bank – (&lt;i&gt;whence they immediately re-appeared&lt;/i&gt;.) – I have now received umpteen new cards, along with numerous PIN numbers for each – Being a well trained idiot, I have managed to mix them all up, and as none of them have any identification as to which belongs to which, I’m in a right “how’s yer father!” – I get three attempts at each card before it is either blocked by the bank or works! – ADD to this jolly little financial diversion – I appear to have more numbers than I have cards – that would indicate to me, that amongst the good ones are a couple of red herrings – OH JOY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One Down – One To Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night one of the BSA’s sold – YIP DE DIP – I can now get my bank accounts back into the black……..just! – Trouble is, I can see that I still won’t have access to my money - &lt;i&gt;See above&lt;/i&gt;….. But then again, perhaps that’s a good thing! - &lt;i&gt;as a further update, the other BSA, now has a bid on it, things can only get better from this point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cleaned out the carb on the Honda, and the fuel tank has been Fertan treated to get rid of the rust problem – with a bit f luck, it may be up and running before the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gardening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Budleah won’t survive – All roots were removed, along with the roots for most of the other shrubs and plants – There is a rhododendron (&lt;i&gt;Christ that one’s even harder to spell than Budleah&lt;/i&gt;), that appears to be a fighter, having produced some new growth. – I have now replanted that, in the hopes that my strangley undereducated attempts at gardening may pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quite by chance I stumbled across Richard Pryors Blog – (&lt;i&gt;We both have Catch 22 listed in favorite books&lt;/i&gt;.) On arrival I was both excited and disappointed – A Bit like getting to the airport after your plane has flown off! – I’d love to have seen his comments before he passed away. One thing I did notice, which really gave rise to this thought for the day was the comment -&lt;b&gt;” I used to be a comedian.”&lt;/b&gt;. A sad line I’m sure you’ll agree on a couple of levels – 1 – that he considered himself a WAS while he as still alive – 2 – That he has since died, and therefore made the statement more true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really think that being a film star / TV personality / comedian gives retirement as an option, they are an IS up until the point that they die, and then quite often, still don’t become a WAS. – Being a boxer is a different matter, and once a boxer has retired, they do indeed become a ‘WAS a boxer.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112713223927205007?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112713223927205007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112713223927205007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112713223927205007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112713223927205007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/daily-grind-pricked-all-over-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112660859891731489</id><published>2005-09-13T09:49:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T07:15:17.393-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old English bikes go under the hammer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Todays’ Blog is probably going to be neither of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 – Funny&lt;br /&gt;2 – Interesting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m being a bit of a parasite, and merely using this facility to test some HTML formatting to list one of my motorbikes on Ebay.uk.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is a &lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt; LISTING DAY, and therefore not an opportunity to be missed, even if you don’t really want to sell anything. – I’ll probably delete this whole entry once the bike is listed / sold&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a tight arse, that I also file my pictures on an online storage facility – (&lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt;), and paste them into my advert using HTML, but if I want things to look nice and lovely, I need somewhere to lay it all out first. So – There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - Filebucket crashed, and lost all the pictures and music I had filed there.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind - a forced spring clean never does any harm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112660859891731489?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112660859891731489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112660859891731489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112660859891731489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112660859891731489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/old-english-bikes-go-under-hammer.html' title='Old English bikes go under the hammer!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112652786405779133</id><published>2005-09-12T11:13:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T11:24:24.063-01:00</updated><title type='text'>But is it NORTHERN Soul?????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if this link will work or not, but here goes…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a track&lt;b&gt; ‘I Love the Life I live - Willie Parker&lt;/b&gt; on the M-Pac label,(&lt;i&gt; I’ve since found it on the President label&lt;/i&gt;). During my search, I picked up a little bundle of 45’s on M-Pac – none of which were by Willie Parker. There was some 1960’s bluesy stuff by Dorothy Prince, a couple of discs by the great Harold Burrage, and this one by a group called ‘&lt;b&gt;The Accents&lt;/b&gt;. Now – I don’t know quite where this fits musically – I think it sounds a little earlier than would normally be accepted as &lt;i&gt;Northern Soul&lt;/i&gt;, yet, although it would sound pretty good as a rockin’ stroller, I think the rockin’ crowd would poo poo it as a sixties soul track.. – I’d be interested in hearing anybody’s views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefilebucket.com/userfiles/DJ_Crazyjay/RedMeat/Accents.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thefilebucket.com/userfiles/DJ_Crazyjay/Music/DJ-Clipt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0b00e;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s heavily compressed with a bit rate of just 48 kbps – You can listen to it, but I don’t thin you’ll be able to download it, as it is sure to be fairly appalling quality on anything other than your computer. – I’m not being mean here, but if you do want it, you should buy a real copy.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got quite a lot of 45’s that seem to slip between categories – I don’t know whether they can be classed as soul, or R&amp;amp;B or Northern Soul, or what ! –I’m still a bit of a novice in this area – Got quite a few funk singles that could almost slip into soul categories as well. I’m thinking of putting some CD’s or tapes together and putting a questionnaire in saying – Well What Do You Think? – I bet that there would be a huge diversity in peoples opinions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – If this link has worked, you should be able to click on the picture of the MAD DJ, and he’ll play the track for you – As always – any genuine comments are eagerly awaited &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;– Any automated comments saying – &lt;i&gt;‘Love your blog, come and visit mine so that I can tell you about some crappy un-related money laundering business deal&lt;/i&gt;’ can stick any number of 45’s or 78’s up t…….. well, anywhere that the sun is less bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112652786405779133?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112652786405779133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112652786405779133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112652786405779133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112652786405779133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/but-is-it-northern-soul.html' title='But is it NORTHERN Soul?????????'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112651550435816577</id><published>2005-09-12T07:54:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T07:58:24.363-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially - A DJ No More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that makes my name a little redundant doesn’t it. –On Saturday I parted company with my twin turntable decks and speakers. A sad moment, we’ve been together for about 20 years, although my DJ kit has been in storage in the loft for something between 6 and ten years. I sold them to another Northern Soul fan, who intends to take them over to France, so at least they’ll still be playing decent, music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m quite happy to come out and do the odd guest spot as either a 60’s soul / R&amp;amp;B jock, or as a 1950’s rock’n’roll / rockabilly jock&lt;/b&gt;– &lt;i&gt;(Or both if that’s what you want.)&lt;/i&gt; - I just don’t want the hassle of booking halls, booking bands, and lugging tons of equipment up and down flights of stairs, backwards and forwards to my car, to the hall. I guess you could say that I’ve become DJ-Lazy Jay instead of DJ Crazy Jay! – If I can turn up at a gig, with a boxful of old 45 rpm singles, play a set, then either piss off home, or stay and enjoy the rest for the night as a dancer – That would suit me fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get round to treating the inside of my tank during the weekend. This makes the current situation vis a vie the bike more like a 3 Stooges movie, than a Marx Brothers one – ie – NOT FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Zen, it is said that if a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there – does it make a noise? – could that be extended to – If there is only one person in the forest, but that person is deaf, does it make a noise then? – What if the re person is not deaf, but blind? – Does the tree then make a noise, but not bother falling over? – Zen’s got a lot to answer for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112651550435816577?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112651550435816577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112651550435816577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112651550435816577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112651550435816577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/officially-dj-no-more.html' title='Officially - A DJ No More!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112627714423473479</id><published>2005-09-09T13:43:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:19:21.370-01:00</updated><title type='text'>How the MARX BROTHERS mirror real life - Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is a scene in one of my favourite Marx Brothers films - &lt;strong&gt;Duck Soup &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;i&gt;why on earth is this film not included in the box set????&lt;/i&gt;) – which has become quite relevant to my Motorcycle Diary. &lt;b&gt;HOW?&lt;/b&gt; I hear you say – (&lt;i&gt;figuratively speaking of course, I can’t really hear you speaking, from so far away – I heard the tap of your fingers on the keyboard!&lt;/i&gt;)….. ANYWAY…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the film: - Chico and Harpo have been assigned to follow somebody – (&lt;i&gt;This is my interpretation of it, I haven’t seen the film for a long time, so it’s from memory!, and that’s pretty shocking at the best of times!&lt;/i&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we went to the ball game, but he tricked us, he didn’t show up.&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, he went to the ball game, but we fooled him – We didn’t show up&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, there was no game - None of us showed up…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you shadow him any day – (&lt;i&gt;says exasperated client.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Of course we did – On shadow day…..(Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes on, but how has this any relevance to my bike? – WELL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few days now, I’ve had the tank of my motorbike in the boot of my car, waiting to be rust treated – I’ve flushed it, washed it internally with detergent, and rinsed it.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I had the tank, but forgot the Fertan&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I forgot to do it during my lunch hour at work&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I don’t get a lunch hour at work – so couldn’t do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I remembered to bring the Fertan in, but took the tank out of my car before I came to work…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Shadow day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rant and Rave about nothing of importance!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got all rattled up about something – posted a brief comment on somebody else’s blog – (hotrodgyrl.), but thought I wanted to chuck it into my own melting pot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Von Dutch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I was checking through Google to find pictures or details of Ed Roth, Von Dutch and other hot rodding heroes, and what do I find? – Nada, nothing, dooooodelly Squat, zilch – anything of interest that is, just endless links to people selling over-priced tee shirts….. what’s That all about EH?&lt;br /&gt;I look through links to other people interested in Von Dutch, what do I find? – little girls, listing Von Dutch amongst their interests…….. what’s to be interested in then girls? – Is it as the creator of Rat Fink, as the drag race driver who co-starred in Dragstrip Girl, As the man who made pretty flat wheelcovers ? – NO – It’s just a name on a tee shirt isn’t it! – You might as well put under interests –&lt;B&gt;Wearing clothes, underpants, socks,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh – that feels better- You can now go back to enjoying a normal service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS – I don’t profess to know anything about anything – so don’t ask difficult questions, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112627714423473479?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112627714423473479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112627714423473479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112627714423473479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112627714423473479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-marx-brothers-mirror-real-life.html' title='How the MARX BROTHERS mirror real life - Today!'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112626677015318526</id><published>2005-09-09T10:48:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:52:50.156-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Berkshire, bikes and other assorted idiotic ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK – So here be 2 of the bikes – this is the &lt;I&gt;‘basket cases’&lt;/I&gt; Which, as you can see in the case of the A10 is not strictly true.  It’s pretty much all in one piece, and shouldn’t take too much to get up and running again.  The A7 is in a less rideable state, most of it is in various, sheds, cupboards and garages  - In the hopes that one day the hairy fairies will come and put it all together for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/DSC00455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/DSC00455.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/DSC00456.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I still believe that Santa is really a biker, but due to the icy conditions during his more publicized visits, finds that a sleigh pulled by reindeer is a more reliable form of transport than his usual red Harley!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Art Project &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = red&gt;OK – I might need a little help and advice here. – Anybody know about using clear resin to make paperweights? – If I use it to suspend a dead creature – will it prevent any further decomposition? – Where (&lt;I&gt;in UK&lt;/I&gt;) can I get such resin, and how do I use it?&lt;/Font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar vein, I’m thinking about selling one of my nasty ass paintings – that’ll be interesting! – First I’ll have to put it in a frame to give it a bit of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just struck me how many people worldwide  find Reading to be interesting – (&lt;I&gt;Yes – I browse through the categories – What of it?&lt;/I&gt;), and whist I agree that in theory, Reading is OK – I’ve been there a few times with my Sons to visit the Royal Berkshire Hospital, I would have thought that perhaps there are other surrounding towns that would be of more interest – Maidenhead, for example  - Windsor, with it’s royal connections, even Slough  - Given that it’s been being treated to  a new lease of life by comedians such as  Ali G and Ricky Gervais. – so come on folks, let’s not just follow the sheep into Reading, lets be adventurers in the magical county that is Berkshire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112626677015318526?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112626677015318526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112626677015318526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112626677015318526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112626677015318526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/berkshire-bikes-and-other-assorted.html' title='Berkshire, bikes and other assorted idiotic ramblings'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112619057678986400</id><published>2005-09-08T13:38:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T08:06:34.596-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from the border</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s track (&lt;i&gt;and it should have been my first really, given the name of my Blog&lt;/i&gt;) is &lt;b&gt;Aretha Franklin – Soulville&lt;/b&gt;, wonderful track it is, and one that you should certainly try to find if you’ve never heard it. Recorded for the Columbia label, before she moved on to Atlantic, and without doubt, the best she did for the Columbia label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something very drastic at the weekend – Gardening – (&lt;i&gt;believe it or not, this has nothing to do with the motorcycle diary, I just threw it in to add to the mountign confussion&lt;/i&gt;) – We have a border which is about 100 ft x 7ft deep, It was full of well established shrubs and bushes. It was also full of bind-weed and brambles. No matter what I did, I could not get rid of the bind weed and brambles, being intertwined so thoroughly with all the other plants….. So I took the following view. I’ll cut the bloody lot down to ground level, then see what survives….. I’ve since spoken to a real gardener, and he has suggested what will survive. – I’m sure you don’t need more than 3 guesses to work out two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/1600/Garden2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3867/1562/320/Garden2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Budleah might come back, and that’s only because I have no idea how to spell it! – The Old English Rose , which was massive – (&lt;i&gt;and quite easy to spell.&lt;/i&gt;) is unlikely to recover. The others I don’t know if I can spell or not, I have no idea what they were called!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This – believe it or not, is one of the ways my obsessional behaviour manifests itself sometimes – (&lt;i&gt;Cutting down the garden I mean, not writing about it, although that is indeed another result.&lt;/i&gt;) – I once noticed that some of my spanners and screwdrivers were grubby, so I set about cleaning them all in my parents kitchen. I brought my entire toolkit indoors, along with a drip tray full of petrol – whence I sat on the floor, emptied the toolbox into a big pile on my left, then carefully took each tool, cleaned it thoroughly with petrol and paper-towels, before putting it back in the tool box – It took me hours, and the whole house smelled of petrol! – Not Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How long is a fart allowed to stay sticky before it is classed as a “&lt;i&gt;Shit-myself ‘ave you?&lt;/i&gt;” – (&lt;i&gt;that’s best if you can think or talk in a Welsh accent!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Current Obsession&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SNIP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This – believe it or not, is one of the ways my obsessional behaviour manifests itself sometimes – (&lt;i&gt;Cutting down the garden I mean, not writing about it, although that is indeed another result.&lt;/i&gt;) – I once noticed that some of my spanners and screwdrivers were grubby, so I set about cleaning them all in my parents kitchen. I brought my entire toolkit indoors, along with a drip tray full of petrol – whence I sat on the floor, emptied the toolbox into a big pile on my left, then carefully took each tool, cleaned it thoroughly with petrol and paper-towels, before putting it back in the tool box – It took me hours, and the whole house smelled of petrol! – Not Good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112619057678986400?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112619057678986400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112619057678986400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112619057678986400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112619057678986400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/tales-from-border.html' title='Tales from the border'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112610610174563351</id><published>2005-09-07T13:57:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:23:28.833-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Natterings and random spatterings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urinal at work has this nasty habit of flushing every time I use it. Normally that wouldn’t be a problem…However. Ours tends to disperse the water in a, shall we say – random spray pattern, and inevitably a small part of that spray hits whatever is directly in front of it……..NOW, it doesn’t take a brain surgeon to see where I’m going with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO – Most times after a wee, I wander down to the kitchen to get myself a small plastic cup full of coffee, in the hopes that by the time I get back to the office, the little dappled pattern on my trousers will have gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just before writing this, I went again, and as if by magic, the flush didn’t start, unfortunately, this time, my dick decided to go for the random spray pattern for a brief moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m drinking another little plastic cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a large company soon moving on to the Business Park where I work – As a result the traffic situation in the evenings is going to go from being not very good, to being really, really not very good at all! – My wife has to leave for work, pretty much as soon as I get home, so I can’t really afford to be late. So, the answer is a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to ride a motorbike a long time ago – (&lt;i&gt;Pretty bad smash a little over 20 years ago almost cost me an arm, but I digress&lt;/i&gt;). Then I got myself a real bike – 1958 BSA A10, easily pulled a ton, and sounded like it too – Vroom Vroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually got round to taking a test and haven’t really ridden since – That was about 12 years ago. I’ve had a succession of cars between times, from 1950’s classics, a 1940 Plymouth custom and a few regular daily modern runners. Now I’ve bought myself a little Honda CB 200. It is MOT’d, taxed and insured, I’ve got a real license, and I’m currently trying to resolve a problem of rust inside the fuel tank – I think that will stop it from cutting out whenever I try to ride it more than five miles!&lt;br /&gt;More to come…………and the clock is ticking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112610610174563351?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112610610174563351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112610610174563351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112610610174563351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112610610174563351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/natterings-and-random-spatterings.html' title='Natterings and random spatterings'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16455002.post-112608619820730011</id><published>2005-09-07T08:01:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T08:52:31.626-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction to Soulville</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Daily Grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last night on the way home from work – I had loads to fill up a Blog – Inspired by reading the exploits of ‘&lt;i&gt;The Ditch Monkey&lt;/i&gt;’…… Today it’s all gone.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I’m doing here – so expect everything to look disorganized and disjointed to start with.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect things to change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My musical tastes are wide and varied – From 1950’s rock’n’roll, right through to 1960’s soul!&lt;br /&gt;Current track is&lt;strong&gt; The Coasters – Crazy Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This will be an ongoing project, about me getting back onto 2 wheels after being car bound for the past 12 years!&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 bikes, none of which appear to be working very well at the moment – (&lt;i&gt;To be honest, two of them are basket cases.&lt;/i&gt;) – I need to be riding by the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see if it happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Art Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WHAT? – You expect me do do somthing with this already? – I’ve only just started for lambs sakes!&lt;br /&gt;You come up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;For years now I have toyed with the idea of writing a book, I got so far……………&lt;br /&gt;There’s another project but I need some advice from an artist regarding the use of clear resin – (&lt;i&gt;The type used for making paperweights.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thought For The Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yesterday I lost my wallet, and I was worried - &lt;i&gt;understandably&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But then I thought – It could have been worse: - I could have lost my wallet, the jacket it was in, the chair the jacket was hanging on, the room the chair was in, the house that the room was in, the street where my house is.&lt;br /&gt;I could have lost the Street, the town, even the entire county…..&lt;br /&gt;After that, I felt quite lucky that I had only lost my wallet, and am not living in New Orleans! – It kinda puts things into a different perspective!&lt;br /&gt;My wife found the wallet which had slipped down into the sofa, behind the cushions – After I had phoned the banks and cancelled all my cards! – But then deep down I knew that would happen – In just the same way that I knew that had I not cancelled all my cards somebody else would have found my wallet on the road and spent all the money I haven’t got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Current Obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Up until today my obsession was buying and selling records – it may be shifiting, and I don’t know yet what direction the obsession will head in – worrying times….. I’ll explain more about my obsessional behaviour disorder later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16455002-112608619820730011?l=soulville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/feeds/112608619820730011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16455002&amp;postID=112608619820730011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112608619820730011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16455002/posts/default/112608619820730011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulville.blogspot.com/2005/09/introduction-to-soulville.html' title='Introduction to Soulville'/><author><name>Jayster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14425406640893427927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c393/DJ_crazyjay/DJ-Clipt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
