Podystar
- I need some solitude to clear my mind from the clutter of Pixie the temptress, Mike the crook from Essex, the log cabin, the strange trip.1:11 AM Sep 5th from web
- I'm not sure that I'm cut out for an Uncle Tom's log cabin existence. I'm a Paris, London, Warsaw kinda person not spartan "Into the Wild".1:48 PM Jul 21st from web
- The land is not far from the fisherman's rest and near the tor. There is a small log cabin there but no one has lived there for thirty years11:19 PM Jun 29th from web
- And how will that help you he asks. "You will be able to verify my identity" He says that he'll think it over. "Is the land nearby?" I ask1:32 PM Jun 23rd from web
- It's a worldwide collection of interconnected computer networks. It has 1.5 billion private & public users who communicate and share info.12:43 PM Jun 21st from web
- I know I'm on a hiding to nothing to try and explain what the internet is to a hermit but I give it a go. "It's a network of computers".10:25 PM Jun 19th from web
- I don't have a passport, drivers licence - nothing that I can think of to prove who I am. What about the internet? "What's that?" he asks.1:52 PM Jun 16th from web
- Sitting down, he explains that he is all alone and is prepared to write the deeds for the land over to me if I can prove my identity. How?1:32 PM Jun 15th from web
- "Yes I am, but I'd like to know a bit more of the fundementals, like location and price" I reply. The homely fire takes my mind off the damp12:43 PM Jun 14th from web
- How did he know I was coming? "Are you looking to purchase a small plot of land, sir?" he said like a rather well-to-do London estate agent.5:29 AM Jun 13th from web
- In front of me stands an unkept man in his thirties with a rolled-up cigarette hanging from his mouth by the paper stuck to his lower lip.1:26 PM Jun 11th from web
- Wishing Mike a safe journey I approach the log cabin to see who's inside. Before I can knock on the door it opens. "I've been expecting you"1:11 PM Jun 9th from web
- In the opening before us there is a small log cabin almost hidden from view and a tantalising smell of kippers smoking. Mike says he's going9:30 AM Jun 8th from web
- It was raining all night and there is haze hanging in the air but the sun will cut through like a stage light after a pyrotechnic explosion.9:25 AM Jun 8th from web
- Better judgement leads me to believe that we should take the route to the east. We retrace our steps past the angry dog. There's an opening.12:15 PM Jun 7th from web
- We take a right and walk along a badger run. I just catch sight of a fox's tail disappearing as we reach a rocky scarp covered in saplings.11:09 PM Jun 5th from web
- We take a southerly direction but 70 metres along we are greeted by a mad, angry dog barking at us and bearing its teeth. There's no passing9:47 AM Jun 4th from web
- A stone thrown. Direction south. Sits your plot.9:11 AM Jun 3rd from web
- After a short interlude whilst he plays a melody with a Turkish feel and we both begin to sway - he stops "there is a clue in the Haiku".11:54 AM Jun 2nd from web
- Now I know that I must find the field on my own. Any involvement or contact with this Mike from Essex or Pixie must be avoided at all costs.12:21 PM Jun 1st from web
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- Name Aidan Abetting
- Location Warsaw / Warszawa
- Web http://www.burnin...
- Bio Sax player, errant poet, IT follower, Internet comrade
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