Friday, April the 25th, 2008
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In a thicket, with a compass, I am thinking about blubber. I use blubber for my candles. I'm the captain of a whaler. Some use tallow, I use blubber. It gets smoky in my cabin. I'm not in my cabin now. As I said, I'm in a thicket. I'm on shore leave for a fortnight. I've been hiking with the devil. Satan left me in a thicket on the wild and windy moors. But I've got my trusty compass and my pipe clamped in my jaws. I am smoking in the thicket. I hope to see my whaler soon. Don't go hiking with the devil. Keep your compass in your pocket. I am thinking about blubber. Blubber is my candle light. It's a comfort in this thicket on the wild and windy moors to think of blubber candle light, for the devil trapped me in this thicket and it is a pitch black night.
Hooting Yard on the Air, May the 1st, 2008 : “Fritz : His Hinge And His Pips” (starts around 13:35)
Hooting Yard on the Air, July the 3rd, 2008 : “Fritz : His Hinge And His Pips” (starts around 12:52)