August Poetry Competition – and the winner is…..

A fine turn out from the usual suspects plus a few.

A lightning fast entry from Janus 1 in the style of that music hall favorite “Albert and the Lion”
Followed by modern pieces by Araminta
and Pseudonym
Then a sparse and thoughtful piece by Janus 2.
Then on the final day, two Caledonian entries.
Another “Albert” from John Mackie
And with barely hours to spare a visit to France by The Royalist

All really good reads, clearly a lot of well remembered holiday times and subsequently awfully tough to choose just one winner. However, I do like my pomes to rhyme so let’s start with focusing on the two “Alberts “ and “When in France”. I really also do like “Albert” so lets limit ourselves to those two entries.
Both rocked along and were perfectly constructed and rhymed, but I will award the prize to Janus 1 and “Holiday Pome” winner by the barest nose of the ‘orses ‘ead ‘andle.

For the avoidance of doubt the decision was not determined by the double (bash)ing of Mr. Mackie.

A good one Janus, I liked it very well.

Any more for the roundabout?

Totally non contentious post. No other mention of Norway, Roma or cricket.

I did watch some of the Republican National Convention last night, I thought for a moment I had stumbled on “America’s got talent” by mistake. The last man to think that the Presidential election is NOT a popularity contest was Richard Nixon and look what happened to him.

We have four entries for the poetry comp. (from three regular contributors) nothing yet from the Dream Team, but there are a full twelve hours left to enter (even allowing a full thirty minutes for uploading and formatting).

All aboard!

Photo competition No 31: Still Life

Still Life with Lemons on a Plate

The theme for this competition is Still Life, as in a pleasing, tasteful, witty, untidy or unusual arrangement of inanimate objects. The location of these objects is not restricted in any way: indoors, or out, home or abroad.

So, on the left we have Vincent van Gogh’s masterpiece and below, a rather less pleasing effort from me! Any number of interpretations are welcome and extra marks if you can link it to a painting. Thanks to Boadicea for setting me off on this train of thought.

Entries to be posted or linked here, before midnight on the 7th September 2012, please.  Deadline extended to 14th September as requested.

The Flame that never dies

The pretty young woman dropped her glove on the pavement. As she stooped to collect a young man beat her to it.

“Let me get that for you. It’s bad luck to pick up a glove you’ve dropped.”

He handed her back her glove and received a big beaming smile in return. The woman tilted her head slightly to the side and said. “Thank you.”

The young man was taken aback by the reaction. He was called Keith Stone and his experience with the other sex was limited to a few stolen kisses at school dances. Continue reading “The Flame that never dies”

In memory of Joe Slavko

Two chicken breast and four hungry people to feed.

Luckily the chicken breasts were large ones, so I felt I could conjure up a meal for four without resorting to the supermarket dash after a day in the garden, hedge trimming and tidying up. My back is tired – I couldn’t face Sainsco’s or Tescrose or even Waitburys.

Continue reading “In memory of Joe Slavko”

The once and future frontier

 

 

Apologies for hogging the headlines this morning but I was struck by the similarities between the US Airforce’s latest, if flawed brainchild and the highly successful craft we all knew in the ‘fifties.

Not being of a scientific bent, may I be allowed to comment on the amazingly prophetic illustrations from 60 years ago?

Do we owe both to the pioneering efforts of experts in the infamous Peenemünde laboratories in the ‘forties? Or was Leonardo da Vinci the real originator of rocket science?