A Sunday morning cycle ride around Blakers Park is a joy, especially in the sunshine. Just the job to blow away the cobwebs. Its only a small park but like most Brighton parks, they Victorians really knew how to adorn them. timepieces like this, water fountains and the like are a joy to stumble across. This picture doesn't really do the intricate metal work justice - and yes that is a whale as a weather vane on top, I have no idea what the narrative behind that is at all. Although, you have to trust me on this but its not the Leaning Clock of Brighton, that fault line is mine and I blame it on the fact that I was sitting on my bike at the time I took it. But its a bright sunny morning and I have loads to do because this week I have visiting Australian academics, another Pop-Up-Poetry Cafe and a Symposium with the title, 'Make Every Word Hurt' to host, which all gobble up precious time. This is a great version of the Sandy Denny song - and it has the great intro line where Nina Simone quotes Faye Dunaway about not being able to do everything, 'you use up everything you got, trying to give everybody what they want...' This so rings true for many of us.
