Showing posts with label hovercraft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hovercraft. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 August 2026

Butterfly Airtime

Since the draught became established in Britain, I noticed many flowers perished and the butterflies need to fly longer distances to feed. They spend more time flying and they are more visible to people and their predators. The Butterflies need to fly all the way across a whole street just to get the next flower to feed sometimes. They spend more time flying, more air time. 

I was thinking about an articulated guided hovercraft in the imagination of my little world. I imagined if it were real I would get annoyed that people call it a train, it looks like a train but it isn't a train.  I would abbreviate the name to show it is a different type of vehicle; Articulated, Guided, Hovercraft : Ar Gu raft. Arguraft perhaps. 

It doesn't matter really, It doesn't exist and I need a space for a workshop to build test rig. 

Thursday, 11 June 2026

The Joy is Free

When I was a young I watched Andrew Davis conducting the proms and wondered why he seemed so filled with joy. He had a nice smile on his face. Now I understand, he was doing something he loved.
Just like him I know what I want. I want space and time to do the things I love to do. I see all these spoilt brats on social media complaining about everything saying how they're never happy regardless of how much money they have. I am filled with joy when I get 20 minutes to draw a pen sketch and I mange to write an article on this blog post. It's rushed but I used an abstract style to get the details in the image quickly. 

If I was loaded because of the lottery or some idea I capitalised on, I would be able have a extra room in my home to keep a workshop and I could build test rigs. I was thinking about a hovercraft train, a train the floats on a pocket of fast moving air; the only contact it would have is the overhead power lines so they wouldn't need to replace worn out rails. I would build a model using 3d printers to see if it would work.
 I could live in a world where small talk is dead, where people judge me all the time and where I have no respect and I wouldn't care because my joy comes from what I do. Thank God for simple joys of building things and enjoying it. 

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