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The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

November 11, 2016

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A new book of Jack Russell Terriers

I've finally started to work on a second book of Jack Russell Terriers that will make use of all of the original material that went into Volume One plus a lot of extra unused material. As always it will be a light-hearted view of living with a couple of wilful, self-opinionated terriers that are the result of the fusing of a multiplicity of canine sins, in short, the Jack Russell Terrier.
There will be no linocuts this time, it will be based on all of the original drawings and doodles that inspired the first book and there will be the additional 'Holiday Diary' of our first two Jack Russell Terriers, Pike and Rufus aka the Ruffe, seen through the eyes and observations of Pike our first Jack Russell.

This time the book will be produced digitally so the learning curve for me will be exponential but revisions and additions will be easier to handle. Allegedly. Well they may be for somebody who is half-way competent with a computer. The Boss reckons that Barney …

The eagle hasn't landed

It may look a little like a Sputnik that's made a perfect landing, and I've also met a few people in West Norfolk who are convinced that they have seen aliens and their space craft, but in reality it's simply a bird feeder. This one was hidden in the middle of a field of game cover and it helps, along with the cover, to keep the pheasants in the area for the winter shoots.
Inevitably the rats are attracted to them too and on the walks with the two Jack Russell Terriers the dogs will hear the rats in the cover and suddenly dive in to the dense growth to go rat hunting around the feeders. It's probably like a trip to another planet for them once they are in the jungle of plants.
Any I suppose that after a few beers on the way back from the pub it could look like some kind of spacecraft, that's probably why all of the sightings of alien craft are after pub closing time.

Shop early for Christmas

We were out and about in Suffolk the other day, me driving and the Boss back in the turret again, when we discovered a reclaim yard full of treasures. The place was like an Aladdin's Cave if you are into things old and reclaimed: metalwork, statuary, stone, timber building materials, doors, stained glass in fact so much material you would need to start another blog to simply list it all.
We bought an old church ventilator, as you do, not quite as big as the one in the ventilator blues post but a fine bit of Victorian wrought ironwork, and also a couple of old-fashioned screw-down bottle openers for Christmas presents for the kids. We purchased a vintage toilet roll holder for us, well we know how to live, but more on those in another blog post.
Happy days.

Lost. Found. Happy

My Japanese wood and lino cutting knife disappeared about a year ago and look as hard as like I could not find it anywhere. In fact I became convinced that the lovely Damascus blade had been dropped outside in the garden somewhere, covered up and lost forever. The blade is only three inches long so it is a good size for losing, just like a pocket knife.

Then yesterday I decided it was time for a clear up and a throwing out session of all those useful things that might just come in handy but never ever do. I pulled out an old envelope that was being slowly dragged out by the youngest terrier and what fell out? My knife. Man overjoyed and Jack Russell Terrier with brownie points on the board but which one of them had chewed the leather sheath to destruction? I'll never know.
Now it is time for some zen sharpening, polishing and cleaning.
Oh, the excitement.

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The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

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