Ria Bacon: editor & writer

Linguist with wanderlust,
From the hills of New Guinea to the halls of the Sorbonne,
From the beaches of Bassam to the fields of Friesland,
From the catacombs of Rome to the Blue Mountains of Jamaica.
From the heather of the Veluwe to the dust of Dakar ...

Currently resident in the Land of Sea with a small tribe of kids and Mr B.

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...in Arcadia ego is a pun on a painting by Poussin.

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Not the Village People

Despite some imaginative suggestions to my “What’s wrong here?” teaser, no one correctly identified the odd thing out.

It was of course the PlayMobil Spirit of Fascism, lurking around the National Alliance election posters. The National Alliance, as I explained previously, are post-fascists, not to be confused with neo-fascists, pro-fascists or the ex-fascists that founded the party

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Rumble in the Aventine II

Three months ago, I reported how my well-to-do neighbours were up in arms over the planned redevelopment of the main street. Since then, the protests have faded away, with the only reminder of how close we came to revolution being the poster for the Residents’ Association Meeting in the pharmacy window.

Unfortunately, at the same time as

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Save the planet – shit in the woods

I’m often asked, “Ria, how can I help the United Nations Framework Conventions on Climate Change and Biological Diversity?”

Well now there’s a simple solution.

Enviro-roll: toilet paper impregnated with native seed

But hey, don’t take my word for it, read more here.
The paper acts as a water/nutrient retentative agent, once used there is no need for other fertilizers

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The Cabinet of Doctor Ceysar

Just back from the dentist’s.

Mr B. had warned me that Dr Ceysar did not have much a bedside manner, which was fine by me since I never really enjoyed chatting to the dentist with an anaesthetized jaw.
- So did you have a good holiday?

- ggshugnbr bevvfrna shuhptuh

- Yes, I’m sure it must be lovely at this

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Milk

“Nobody,”She whimpered,“Could call meA fussy girl;I only wantA little bitOf muesliAnd some milk!”*

*Apologies to A.A. Milne.

Yes, just some milk from a carton. Without first having to shred the paper off layer by layer, saw through the seal with a serrated knife, tilt the carton sideways to avoid an uncontrollable splash and then dribble more drops over

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  • vit

    bloody tetrapak… my recycling bin is stuff to the gunwhales with tetrapak, and since you can NEVER get the last drops out, my recycling bin smells of yoghurted milk and off juice…. I could go to the recycling bank a bit more often, I suppose…

    by the way, I put drinking yoghurt on my muesli cos I hate milk, ever since the days of school milk being left in the sun all morning….eugh!

    I got micheled today… hooray!

    :)

  • Of course, you are right- there are no witty words of rebuttal. The containers are indeed, a pain to open.

    Still, there is no beverage as fine tasting as one enjoyed directly from the container of a finally opened container.

    Must be a guy thing.

  • Oh, can I nominate this post for great classic design post? :)

  • Ria

    Vas-y Mathieu. File it right under your new Postcard Giveaway archive.

    I want one!

    (G-mailed you last night)

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