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NAILSWORTH, Gloucestershire, United Kingdom

19.11.12

"Cracking Gromit"

Sometimes when I'm working my mind wanders and off I go on a spiralling trail of consciousness. 

This time, as I painted endless skirting boards I began to think about those


Where does that noise come from? 

Sonic boom?


Then my thoughts meandered onto:- 


Why does the sea make a noise?

Does it need a solid object to convert kinetic to sound energy?

Do water molecules make a sound as they chaotically rub and bump/bump and grind (titter titter) against each other.

Does the sea make sonic booms? If it does, is that to do with cavitation?

Perhaps it's the opposite of cavitation, you know, trapped air popping out of its confinement.

Is it because there's somebody there to hear it?

Does it only create sound when it comes into contact with a solid object like pebbles? 

I'm sure when we've been out on 'swelly water' and the very top of the humongous green bulge looming up beside me has begun to crumple and then frizzle with a fringe of white rippling fingers, that I could hear the fizz of the nascent breaking wave, hissing snake like, menacing, before it collapsed, roaring, on to me rolling me over. Or perhaps that was the sound of my blood rushing past my ears in panic mode.

Or, could it be one lump of sea slapping against another lump of sea?

If it's a common place SLAP, let me posit this little question,


Why does a slap make a noise?

Keep your hair on,

IT'S ONLY A QUESTION

AND THERE WERE MANY, MANY MORE

!!!!!!

I must get out more

: )

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