Travelling Fills Me With Dread.

Often, The Things That A Lot Of Work Has Gone Into Have Been Incredibly Bad Because They're Over-worked.

Faffing Is Good. It Is An Important Part Of Life. Faffing Is When We Disconnect From The Matrix And Idle For A While, Like A Car. Our Body And Spirit Know Deep Down That Human Beings Were Not Made For Constant Toil So Subconsciously Creates Space Through The Mechanism Of Faffing.

Beauty Feeds Us. Anarchy Is Beauty. We Are Against The Grey People. We Want To Decorate, Like Those Fantastic Indian Lorries Which Are Covered With Flowers. Beauty Must Conquer The Lust For Order; Order Is Ugliness.

When Stuck Years Ago In A Job I Hated, My Only Friend Was The Public Bench. As The Tedious Mornings Dragged On, How I Would Long For The Lunch Hour, When I Would Be Able To Escape The Torture Of The Office And Stroll Over To The Churchyard And Into The Comforting Wooden Embrace Of One Of Its Benches.

The Siesta Provides A Delightful Detour From The Working Day And It Also Has A Practical Value As Far As Productivity Is Concerned. Winston Churchill Had A Good Long Siesta Every Day During The Second World War And He Said It Was The Thing That Enabled Him To Cope With The Pressure.