Look, I am a bred and born Monarchist. Came the time when I was old enough for self-determination and sufficient intellectual rigour to consider the options, I still chose to adhere.
Sometimes, it is hard. I have no idea if Southron readers of the DT were exposed to the photo spread of our beloved Duke of Rothesay with which we were regaled up here north of the Wall today. This is the only photo that I could find on-line.
Not a blog for all I fancy, so if not your cup of tea, do feel free to ignore! Although, to attract some of our members, here is a free look at the greatest Number 10 currently playing, young Daniel Carter. A lovely chap, I have met him, he’s very polite and shy:
Continue reading “Rugby World Cup 2011 in NZ – an amateur pundit goes on record”
That latest report showing that this year has been the coolest summer since 1993.
I don’t even need to make comment do I?
I wonder if any of you saw this article in yesterday’s Telegraph concerning a photograph that appeared on Facebook that depicted a white man holding a rifle, kneeling over the apparently lifeless body of a black child. As may be imagined, the story still has currency in the South African press as investigations continue. Leaving aside the unpleasant nature of the photograph the incident has some ramifications for social networking here and possibly elsewhere around the world. Continue reading “The Terror of Facebook”
I’ve apologized elsewhere for missing the deadline for the recent photo competition, entries were supposed to be in by the 24th (!) why not the 30th (which is what I thought or the 15th?) By the way, a diptych has to comprise of two contrasting pictures illustrating ‘Work’ and ‘Rest’, or I suppose ‘Before and After’
I missed a poetry one once as well, perhaps we need a voluntary software guru to programme auto e-mail alerts to members who would be keen to participate (anybody got any suggestions as to who could be skilled enough to install such a procedure? ;))
Anyhow, I did have a go and I’m publishing my effort anyway, here goes… Continue reading “Diptych”
An article in today’s newspaper refers to the act that there were objections to the building of new wind subsidy farms in certain areas because the rotating blades obscured military radars and interfered with the ability to detect incoming airborne threats.
I would have thought that it would not be beyond our current abilities to program the radar installations to ignore the windmills they can see? Granted, the turbine blades will not be turning at the same speed all the time, but the arcs they sweep will be constant? Surely it would not be that difficult to program the radars to distinguish between an object barrelling in at the speed of pffft and a known obstruction?
I await enlightenment.
Reading Janus’s post mentioning the African Queen reminded me of our two visits to the Neusiedlersee in Austria this summer. This lake is the only steppe lake in Europe outside of Russia. It is fed by rainfall and some springs, but has no river or streams running into it and only one small stream running out of it at the Hungarian end. So it is in fact a very large puddle, sometimes known as Austria’s seaside, with massive reed beds.
Our first visit was to Podersdorf, a pretty little resort on the eastern shore. It is the only settlement that has direct access to the lake with no reed beds and has beaches, a little pier and lots of cafes and restaurants, where you can try the lake fish, char, pike, carp and smoked eel.
I’m sure that most of these faces are instantly reasonable. The main question is – what do these people have in common?
Araminta has the prize! They were all considered for the part of James Bond – and none of them actually starred in any of the films…
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I made a comment to FEEG earlier on Mr. Mackie’s post which included a clip of H.M. Royal Marines (who are undoubtedly the best in the military business) at the Embra tattoo and it set me thinking. A day or so ago the DT published an article on the World Air Guitar Championships. Why isn’t there one for air drummers?
I’ve always loved the drums, military or otherwise and play air drums on my steering wheel or pillow or armrest as the mood takes me – can’t do it to save my life as I have no natural rhythm (probably couldn’t be a Catholic either 🙂 ), but there have been some great drummers. Think Keith Moon or Mick Fleetwood, Nick Mason or Charlie Watts, but think of these too:
The late, great Cozy Powell
At the time, I don’t suppose anyone ever thought that they were living through history, and just how important the Airlift would be to the free world! In 1997, I was staying in the Victory Services Club in London, prior to moving down to Wales. My stay coincided with the 50th Anniversary of the Berlin Airlift, many of the surviving aircrews were staying there as well. It was a very moving experience, talking to elderly men, who in their late teens, early twenties had flown those life saving supplies into Berlin! Continue reading “Germany ’48 – ’53 A Child’s Tale Part 3”
Boadicea's Chariot 
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