it's another beautiful morning. progress seems to be being made on a scheme to have horsemouth working in his retirement. even if this scheme fails horsemouth at least has an in and has done some of the preparatory work for remobilising (it's like he doesn't even have a pen right now).
later horsemouth goes to do more child minding - a trip to the park and more ferrying (he thinks). probably about 7km all told. from here on more sunshine temperatures gradually increasing. tomorrow (hopefully) he sees howard.
last night horsemouth read an article, he watched a movie and he listened to a podcast.
the podcast concerned the making of offshore wind turbine towers in vietnam (and scotland) for the danes (wind power kings) to be installed in the north and irish seas (for the brits). of course behind the new green (low carbon) economy is still the actual economy of low paid workers in vietnam actually welding the towers together. they are predominantly from the poorest region of the country (the one that sends its children to die attempting to get into the UK in containers).
the article was on ghédalia tazartès the recently deceased (well, february) improv musician and tape collage artist. horsemouth knows the triple negative are keen on this one. ok he'll finally give it a listen. a friend (howard slater - another howard) wrote about him sometime ago (here it is).
the film was when eight bells toll, a young anthony hopkins in an alistair maclean thriller. horsemouth should really go back to watching samurai films (it fits with the people practicing their stick fighting over on the marshes) or at least italian thrillers. he was going to write 'he hasn't been to a cinema since he doesn't know when' but of course he went while he was up in hereford - that will have been the first time in years. before the pandemic he couldn't afford it, during the pandemic its was either shut or he didn't fancy the odds.
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