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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

"John" Chapter 22 ?Book of ? 

The sky pilot said at today's funeral service that John wrote how he went fishing on the sea of Galilee and they were at it all night long with no reward. On the way in they met met Jesus who was ambling along the shore. "Rubbish" they said to Jesus, "not a trout in the reservoir". 'Ang on a minute lads" Jesus said "cast your net on the other side". So they did and they hauled in the net and it was not torn - it was full of fish. A hundred and fifty three to be exact, "Blimey" said John to his oppo's.

The message is so I have been told that now and again you have to trawl in something that will please you????. And sometimes the net is cast that will not please you. The net is sometimes cast out to collect people who are not ready to go? Cor blimy, this is getting to heavy for me.

So after 2 songs and yet another rendition of 'All things bright and beautiful' I pulled the pin. Two days and two funerals have left me a tad melancholy and in need of a tot of something.

Yes they did both die young, but they had a terrific time while they were here. Next time I go trawling and I meet Jesus on the shore, I am going to ask him what he really meant, because I am fecked off with losing two oppos before their time. Three score and ten it said in your book - talk about being seen off. kkma.
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Monday, February 26, 2007

Old luvvie's cue. 

Good luck dear'ie, "Go break a leg" that's what is said when actors go on stage.

In this case no breaks I am glad to report. A bit of a sham really, Amstel has no broken bones (thank goodness) only strained muscles etc and he is well back on form.

We took in a Gig on Saturday at one of Eastney's (District in Portsmouth) up and coming live music pubs. We were entertained by one of the all time greats Chris Farlowe the Blues singer with a string of hits to his name and a great catalogue of songs to boot, backed by the John Becker band. The venue is the Cellars at Eastney, it used to be named the Eastney Cellars or "Ma Ringers", lots of gigs coming up soon by all sorts of entertainers. Log in to Cellars at Eastney and follow the instructions. kkma.
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Friday, February 23, 2007

Cat's & vets. 

His first and my umpteenth. Yes Amstel dashing around the house at 100 mph has injured his left leg somehow? Which no doubt will cost us 3 arms & a leg to sort out. It may be a spiral fracture or just badly bruised but Kittens being Kittens will get into scrapes, hopefully it is only a minor problem, it certainly is not stopping him from eating and dumping for England. kkma.
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Thursday, February 15, 2007

Valentines Day, Exercise and Food. 

Now bear with me for a moment, Just Imagine that you are on the last few meters of a 4K run on a machine at the Gym, (which I might add is only 100 mts from the Restaurant) and swetting like a pig, and you are starving, What do you do?

(A) Dont go to the Gym.
(B) Go to the Reastaurant.

The Roast Beef and Turkey washed down with a bottle of Shiraz followed by Treacle pudding and lashings of hot custard was delicious. On our return home the alure of a tot of OUZO was too strong. Moral of this story, Gym = 0, St V = 2. Thank you St Valentine. KKMA.
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Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Valentines Day and "Love" Burmese Cats. 

At long last!

After 2.5 weeks we were glad to see that Amstel had crept into Marthas bed and fell asleep curled into each other. As we approached, Martha suddenly woke up looked at Amstel then sniffed him, then went back to sleep. So that is what we have been waiting to see. Next step is to see her wash him. They are playing together more now and Martha is becoming more tolerant of him. kkma.
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Monday, February 12, 2007

Web-cam success. 

At long last the web-cameras that Mr D purchased so as he could contact the world have been set up and are now working well. We have connected to SKYPE and its very easy to use and other than the cost of the cameras its free to use. I have also been able to see and chat to our godson in Canada, it's as if he is in the next room. We are going to try the conference link soon with his Dad and see how it goe's. Thank you Mr D. kkma.
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"Howling wind" 

If I had some hatches to batten down then I would, it's a right Howler out there at the moment at least Gale Force 7 and belting down the Solent from a West-south-westerly direction and heading East. Must be something Blue Witch has bought back from the far east?

Well lets go forward and see what the rest of the week has in store for us all. kkma.
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Friday, February 09, 2007

An "Easterly is Up-on us! 

Having just returned from the seafront I can state that it is FECKING brass monkies out there. So wrap up warm you lucky people.. I am off to "Hitching"? on a Hospital run with the Outlaws, have a good one yourselves. kkma.
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Daily colloquial events. 

Tuesday 0630 stop and purchase a linen draper, Mrs Patel says to me Good morning, "Wod iz go-ings hon". I set off on my journey again and a little further down the road some temporary traffic lights had been set up over night due to a flood. The guy in the car in front spoke to the traffic sign operator and says to him "Wotdz up mate" off we all drive for another mile or so, and come to a halt again due to a RTA, we are now in 2 lanes and being directed by the Police, the driver of car in the inside lane says to the Copper "wod's da madder guv'nah"? Off we go again, when I arrive at work the security guard says to me "I doh-now wots da madder wid da Telly pidjture ittss awl azy"?

With that I drove to the nearest paper shop and purchased a copy of the Times so that I could read "Wods go-in-hon in the world before someone else stops me to ask WHOD? kkma.
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Monday, February 05, 2007

2 Fingers? 

Looking back at the weekend news papers I happened across the photo with the Muslim girl sticking 2 fingers up to whom ever? and her gesture was of the Insult variety. Then I read the article re her gesture and it all made sense, unlike the French I will not be running from them. kkma.
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Friday, February 02, 2007

V versus v 

Gesticulation.

A posture or motion of the body or limb; action intendedto express an idea or feeling, or to enforce an argument.

I could not help but notice a picture of a British Muslim Woman "Gesticulating" with two fingers in a copy of the Times? and the Daily Mail this week. I wonder if she fully understood the 2 finger gesture she made.

Winston Churchill's 2 finger V, palm towards you was a sign for "VICTORY" AND GOOD LUCK ETC. The 2 finger V with knuckles towards you was an insult first used by the Longbowmen against the French at Agincourt etc, the French hated the English insult of the 2 fingers; which the English Bowmen would use to hold the feathers of the Arrow prior to shooting at them.

All they use to do was to show the 2 fingers and the French would scarper without fireing the arrow.

I cant remember which way around she held her fingered gesture but either way the gesture was misused. kkma.
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Metropolis Grey. 

Mr.D. obviously needs one of 3 things - 1, cheering up, 2, a fishing trip, 3, copious amounts of red giggly tonic? And I prescribe all 3.

My office is in the basement of the main museum building so I don't get to see the day light very often due to the fact my blinds are always down. The public will get to see me first like a monkey behind a glass cage. But I do get lots of opportunity to look over the Solent across to the Isle of Wight. So cheer up Mr.D. and all you Metropolis Office Wallahs, I will look for you. Have a good one. kkma.
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Thursday, February 01, 2007

What a "Drama". 

In January 1971 Whilst at the wheel of my SWB Land Rover I hit a patch of black ice on a high level country road in North east Greece,3 minutes later I found my self at the bottom of a ravine, upside down and still strapped in. The engine was still ticking over and all the lights were still on and working.

I felt something pressing down on my chest, and then rocking back and forth, it was a propane gas bottle. I gradually started to come to my senses at the same time a sweet taste was running into my mouth? Blood! It then dawned on me what had happened.

We had come to a halt 125 Ft at the bottom of a rocky ravine and the snow had softened our landing along with some trees on the way down...CERRRRAAASSSSSHHHH-PLUMPHH.

The name of the small village nearby was "Drama". Back to today, my curiosity got the better of me and I Google mapped my way into Greece and low and behold there it was, after all this time it did exist and was not just a memory. Total inhabitants 50k, give or take. When I was last in Drama there was only about 500 and most of them were with me drinking OUZO in the village Taverna with the Lord Mayor, Mr Sukrat?.

Well I wonder should I try and see if any of them are still alive, as I still have some great phot's of the villagers and the crash site. Maybe even a visit? kkma.
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