WELCOME

TO THE AARDVARKSKETTLE

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One day not to long ago but long enough for the vagueness of time to relinquish some memories of a past that as yet to happen I decided to make this website. Now it may not be your cup of tea or even glass of water but none the less its here and its called the aardvarkskettle like it or loathe its what it is and as never purported to be anything other than what it is. Read below click on a link and smile.

Just click on a link it may not be just exactly what you were expecting it to be.

THE CONDIMENTS OF LIFE

THE DELINQUENT SOUP SPOON

THE AUTONOMOUS BADGER

THE BILATERAL SNOWDROP

THE GARDEN GATE

THE ASTRONOMERS BUCKET

THE QUANTUM GIRAFFE

THE ATHLETES FOOT

THE BAKERS DOZEN

THE POETS ELBOW

THE RELUCTANT ZEBRA

THE HORSES TEETH

11 thoughts on “WELCOME

  1. William recalled his own mother, a figure of quiet strength lingering smell of Nut Brown ales “Remember, William,” she would say, as she dragged me along slowly down the street, “it’s the journey that counts, not the destination.

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  2. gentle reminder that knowledge was not merely stored in books but gathered from all

    experiences, conversations, and the world around me.

    For some reason from time to time developed this feeling of hanging her upside down, then removing the wrinkles out of her throat. There I was naked standing in our tin bath.

    20/12/1943.

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