Climate Camp 2008

Be there and be prepared!!!!! A week or so of Fun, Fucking the System and Feeling good about it .....Yay!!!!!!

Urgent Help Kemi Ayinde!

Please Help Kemi Ayinde, who is being deported tommorrow. She is ill and pregnant and has a 1 year old son, ring email or fax British Airways and ask to register complaint to British Airways who can dissallow her flight if she is ill, then ask if you can talk to pre-travel and they will get the case reference number, which is 6749851, do it now before its too late!! Also contact the home office on 08706067766

how to get away with reading at work best thing ever!!!!!

Found this amazing programme that lets you read novels and it looks like a windows desktop and powerpoint presentation check it out :http://www.readatwork.com/

A children's story!!!! hopefully a good message not finished justa first go!!

Once upon a time, in a land not very far from here, lived a little girl. The little girls name was Jinny, she had dark hair, dark eyes and pale freckly skin. Her parents brought her up to always think for herself and to question things if she felt they were unfair or wrong. There were two things Jinny liked doing best in the world. One was reading books and the other was climbing trees. So all throughout her growing up Jinny kept reading and reading and reading and she spent a lot of time in the tops of trees spending time in nature. There was another very important factor in Jinny's life and that was that the land she was growing up in, the one that is not very far from here, was changing. She kept noticing roads being widened and built, houses being built, but the new houses were not like the houses she was used to. They were row upon row of ugly white soulless boxes spreading as far as the eye could see. By the time Jinny had started to grow up, she had noticed that these houses weren't made very well, were too expensive for hardly anyone to afford, and didn't even have chimneys or fireplaces. "How ever are the people who buy these houses going to keep warm if gas or electricity are not available? thought Jinny. Whenever the roads were widened she noticed it didn't improve the huge traffic jams, it just meant that inevitably loads of lovely mature climbing trees were being chopped down. Jinny started to worry, "Who is really benefiting from the roads being widened and these houses being built? It Is not the people or the land but it must be someone. For a while Jinny asked people about this and was told by most, "oh its those foreigners that keep coming here, its all their fault". But Jinny could see that this attitude was not true only the fashionable thing to say and wondered who's fault it really was and what was the motivation. "Who is benefiting?" she wondered, so as she was wont to do she read, and she read, and she read, and became even more worried about the problems in her land, especially about climate change. She knew that people had been talking about the problems for years and realised that they were being ignored because it was in the interest £$ of certain groups or organisations that they be ignored. A lot of large organisations were getting rich quick by using the earth's resources and it wasn't just happening where Jinny lived but that it was happening all over the world. Then Jinny noticed that when she got a job in the supermarket she got paid a very small amount of money; that she had to work hours that were inconvenient, and that if she worked for a whole hour she could only afford to buy a coffee and a sandwich with the money she had earned. Now she wondered how it was that an hour of her precious life could only be worth the same as a coffee and a sandwich. Now Jinny was not a particularly greedy girl and knew that her life was easy compared to the lives that most people in the world were having to live, and that she was privileged just to have food and water and shelter but she also realised that the same organisations who were profiting from the destruction of the environment and not paying people much for their work while creaming off vast profits were the same people who were exploiting women and children in other countries, mining diamonds, destroying the rainforests, polluting rivers and generally doing whatever they liked as long as it made them PROFIT! Now Jinny was and always had been very interested in history and she knew from the history books, the way that so called civilization had developed, that there had always been inequalities, and that even though people felt they were free in modern western society, essentially they were still enslaved in maybe a worse way than ever, because they were slaves who believed they were free. They were living within a huge lie. Jinny got to thinking there must be a better way to organise society, or at least her own life, so that she would not be living within a huge lie and making profits for others who do no work, just destroy the world. And she had a think and thought "What is it I really need to live in life and be happy and free?" .. "Well I need:

• food
• shelter
• warmth
  
• company
• an opportunity to be in the outdoors
• freedom of movement
  
• to be allowed artistic expression

"So if i can sing, dance, and play music, then ill be happy. So how can I provide those things for myself, what do I need? Well to get food without money I need to grow it, so I need access to land. To get shelter without money, I need wood, so I need access to the woods, the wood can also be used to make heat, so I can have a fire and cook and keep warm and sing and dance round it. Maybe others will want to live that way too and then I will have company and it will make all the jobs easier. " She looked at her list and realised that she needed to have access to some LAND. TO BE CONTINUED ....

Rainy Solstice at Avebury!!

Well I'm still glad i went but the weather was terrible,After meeting up with the wicked ladies of the western English traveller community and getting a lift from bath, when i first arrived i could tell where my Kenty friends were by the noise of Dave's sticks and the fact that their drumming actually had a rhythm. After BBC scaremongering about a 10 mile towing away zone we could actually park near. My girly Friends left early and i ended up being kidnapped back to Kent back to the lovely woods again. It was cool though very relaxing. Went to a place called Coldrum stones on Monday a very nice chilled out place which was dug up in Victorian times by archaeologists and used to be a long barrow but now has just exposed stones, Rob Wilson from the druid network wrote this:

"At the foot of the steep slope of the chalky North Downs, lies a place that holds the stories of the Neolithic Ancestors of the Medway valley. Kent is not known for its prehistoric megaliths, yet here deep in this valley where the weald expands beyond to the horizon; sits one of the best preserved long barrows in the south east. It’s a place of immense peace and tranquillity; even the sceptical and insensitive of people never fail to be touched by its presence of serenity. William Borlas in 1754 wrote in his, Antiquities of Cornwall, that Coldrum’s name was believed to have been derived from the Cornish word 'Galdrum', meaning a 'Place of enchantment', whether this is true or pure romanticism, it is a place of enchantment! The Greenwood Grove has developed a sound relationship with the current owners, the National Trust; to the extent where we have become extra eyes and ears for the protection of the site and liaising with the Trust on its use by local pagans. Indeed many other local pagan groups and individuals do the same.

On these pages you can find out about the archaeology and spirit present of this rare gem in Kent’s spiritual crown."

it really is a lovely place the wind was shaking the barley in the next field and it looked like the sea.

LOVELY HAUNTED WOODS KENT

Stayed in : "The Screaming Woods

Below Pluckley is a sizeable area of woodland officially named Dering Wood but also known as Smarden Woods. Another portion of the same wood is popularly called 'Fright Wood.' Both are part of the ancient Andredsweald: that stretch of woodland that once ran along almost the entire south east of England. These woods are a haven for wild animals - not least of all foxes and it is the sound of a vixen's scream that has caused many ghost hunters to rename it the Screaming Woods.

Fright Wood is a derivative of Frith - an old English word meaning land that is of poor agricultural quality. There were farmers in the area with the name of Frith in the 1580's, and with Frith Farm nearby it is almost certain that the popularist name of Fright Wood is yet another attempt to give Pluckley yet more status as ghost central for England."


We had Kaplick playing fabulous music and the camping was lovelly the only downside was the mozzies which made me grow an extra ass cheek on each thigh!! The lovelly meg and joy had hitched to kent and a good time was had by all. Many thanks to Uncle,lloyd, Kaplick: Mark, Dan, Carl and Dave Damage and especially the lovelly Kat and Ben xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Yay sunny day!!

oh Dear the thinkgs i get up to.....

small world Triban festy crew

antics apologies for davs head tattoo its meant to say Kent!!

Right some more interesting stuff and funny photos!!

Well this bed trap could come in quite handy ive been thinking!!



































this is a picture of the lovelly katies birthday party in which we all look drunk and sunburnt except rhi who has hidden behind the roses.

Argghhhhhhhhhhh me heartys at last a picture of the real telescope and the beauteous inside of the Triban tent.

Triban are an excellent collective not for profit solar powered venue and cafe, which i am proud to be a quite crap and usually drunken part.

Telescope on that!!!!






I saw this picture and just liked it ..... but then i am a little bit odd. cool prosthetic hand though!!














This is obviously the solution to my don't want to learn to drive a car need to live in a shed/ caravan issues.




and a bloody good advert too!!

small world lovelly kent no sunrise festy and now recovering

met some Kent lovelies who were very nice indeed went to hope festy and am now having the MAN flu - need some looking after so I'm going to look after myself for a change.