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One way of putting it!

We live in a rainbow of chaos.
Paul Cezanne

Good night everyone, sleep well.

Grow bag or sleeping bag?

All the family back under one roof. That’s the way I like it.

Scout has just returned from a week in Cornwall, camping, damply, with the Scouts. Must’ve been good growing weather. All his kit smells rather earthy, so I reckon he slept in a grow bag, not a sleeping bag. Continue reading “Grow bag or sleeping bag?”

Trust

My grandson, George, who started this summer afraid even to get his hair wet 🙂

Hung in London, hung in Canberra.

So it looks that Australia has hung its parliament, much like Britain. Perhaps they were hoping for a “hanged” parliament, instead?
http://www.smh.com.au/federal-election/hilarious-taiwanese-spoof-on-australian-election-20100821-139n4.html?autostart=1

Try it…

Always end the name of your child with a vowel, so that when you yell the name will carry.
Bill Cosby

Goodnight everyone, sleep well.

Salop – A true story (Aug CW-2)

Mum was an only child, but Dad had four brothers and sisters, so perhaps Grandma wasn’t always the starch-stiff Victorian matriarch she appeared to her grandchildren, sitting in that high-backed wooden chair with the thin, knitted cushion and smelling of camphor and violets as the big clock on the mantlepiece loudly ticked away the long years of her widowhood.

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It’s all too much!

Queen – Under Pressure

The Road to Nowhere

The Roadwork’s on the M8 have been causing traffic chaos for over four years now. It looks like what began as a four week detail has turned into a job for life. Soutie wants links and I’ll give him links. Hear, Hear and here.

At night at least one part of the motorway is closed and long diversions are in place. To my independent eye there doesn’t seem to be a lot of work going on. There are a lot of yellow jacketed guys hanging about and maybe one guy digging. Steamrollers stand idle, not even idling. Passing motorists are not too happy when they see this and rancour is not uncommon. Continue reading “The Road to Nowhere”