Ed Britton

Ed Britton

British Renaissance man living in Melbourne, Australia. Coffee roaster–drinker, beer brewer, bread baker, pizza eater, stand-up doer, cool bike cycler, 合気道弟子 and croissant maker/sharer/eater.



First practice wearing my red belt (obi). Amazingly excited tying this around my waist. Ranking now at 8th kyu.

First practice wearing my red belt (obi). Amazingly excited tying this around my waist. Ranking now at 8th kyu.


Finally got back to #inboxzero after far too many months. Everything’s coming up Milhouse!

Finally got back to #inboxzero after far too many months. Everything’s coming up Milhouse!


Just a single tram ride and I find myself blowing out the cobwebs in the bay breeze.

Just a single tram ride and I find myself blowing out the cobwebs in the bay breeze.


Stereotypical food shot! Breakfast of a white belt hopefully followed by the lunch of a red belt.

Stereotypical food shot! Breakfast of a white belt hopefully followed by the lunch of a red belt.


Attack from above!

Attack from above!


Keep on hearing this song at the moment:

Keep on hearing this song at the moment:

"Waiting for My Real Life to Begin" by Colin Hay


lutefisktacoandbeer:





 kittymudface:




 It gets better—the guy is deaf, and he taught his cat the sign for “food.” So the cat’s not just saying “put that in my mouth,” it’s actually signing




 Not only that, but if you notice at the beginning, the cat *gets the man’s attention* as any person who wanted to talk to a deaf/hoh individual would (well, and vice versa IME). I’ve done sign since I was 5, and generally, w/o eye contact initially, you wave a hand or lightly touch the arm (if that’s ok with the person you’re trying to converse with, of course).  Generally, adult cats meow mostly to humans, but this cat has figured out that’s not going to work and has adapted. Animal companions! They are INCREDIBLE.



 (Source: needsmoarcat, via little-bigthings)

lutefisktacoandbeer:

kittymudface:

It gets better—the guy is deaf, and he taught his cat the sign for “food.” So the cat’s not just saying “put that in my mouth,” it’s actually signing

Not only that, but if you notice at the beginning, the cat *gets the man’s attention* as any person who wanted to talk to a deaf/hoh individual would (well, and vice versa IME). I’ve done sign since I was 5, and generally, w/o eye contact initially, you wave a hand or lightly touch the arm (if that’s ok with the person you’re trying to converse with, of course). 
Generally, adult cats meow mostly to humans, but this cat has figured out that’s not going to work and has adapted. Animal companions! They are INCREDIBLE.

(Source: needsmoarcat, via little-bigthings)


Instructional signage on Melbourne public transport. This on road side window if bus.

Instructional signage on Melbourne public transport. This on road side window if bus.


guardian:




 About those fancy notebooks, by Stephen Collins. Large version




 Mine won’t be donated to the British Library, but I fill every page for three months. Then I buy another.

guardian:

About those fancy notebooks, by Stephen Collins. Large version

Mine won’t be donated to the British Library, but I fill every page for three months. Then I buy another.


revolt-for-peace:

Most beautiful piece of weaponry ever made…

Today was my first time using a real sword for aikido practice. Big difference from a wooden sword.


Dear supermoon, and your affect on my day today. Kindly get outta my grill would you! Stupidmoon more like it. (Huff)


Today I made marmalade. Big thanks for the oranges playingmumanddad, and for the help picking them. Holding a four year old above your head to grab the good ones makes all the difference.

Today I made marmalade. Big thanks for the oranges playingmumanddad, and for the help picking them. Holding a four year old above your head to grab the good ones makes all the difference.


Honest reflection: sometimes I get claustrophobic, normally in a crowded market. I’ve got better over the years but nowhere gets my heart rate up like this organic shop in Westgarth. Urgh!!!

Honest reflection: sometimes I get claustrophobic, normally in a crowded market. I’ve got better over the years but nowhere gets my heart rate up like this organic shop in Westgarth. Urgh!!!