They really shouldn’t let me out. Boring rainy days potting in the greenhouse tend to bring on entertaining thoughts and scenarios. Only in this case the scenarios do not have a very entertaining conclusion.
I offer you these thought associations.
1. Airplanes do not disappear, they have to be somewhere.
2.The communication systems were turned off before the last vocal communication with Malaysia, which presupposes that the plane was being hijacked/misappropriated for another purpose.
Want to waste some taxpayers money? Here’s how (with due attribution to Thomas the Tank Engine)
Where are you, OZ? Your country needs you.
As pointed out before, these creatures breed like rabbits and become pests.
Having spent quite some time complaining about Alex Salmond’s disenfranchisement of expatriate Scots – me, Sir Sean and Sir Alec among many, many others – I was delighted to see this article in today’s Sunday Times.
http://www.thesundaytimes.co.uk/sto/news/uk_news/scotland/article1385137.ece
I don’t know how the Chariot’s resident jurist, JM, would rate the chances of success, but any pushing and shoving that might be required south of the border I shall happily assist.
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Isn’t it interesting that the Crimea can organise a referendum in ten days and we can’t get one in decades? Now then, what does that say for the democratic process?
Even more curious are the howls of condemnation from the so called Western democracies that they shouldn’t be allowed a referendum as it is against International law, (Obama quote), against Ukraine’s constitution , (EUSSR quote) and generally against the interest of the citizenry of the Crimea, (all and sundry!)
Good evening, good morning. It is time to announce the winner of the photography contest. Thank you all who submitted pictures.
Janus: the one who started the ball rolling. A lovely picture of a beautiful Danish country house.
Araminta: a rare sunny day in England with an appealing church scene.
Gazoopi: Southern Charm at its finest.
LW: simple, but pleasant.
Soutie: cutting-edge and modern, but not without merit.
The two finalists are: Araminta and Gazoopi. As there can only be one winner, the prize — be it gold or a white elephant — will go to Araminta. There is something about an English church, be it in the English countryside or near Hong Kong Central, that touches me.
This from my daily read today.
(By way of explanation, “Derek” refers to a celeb interviewer here and “Anant Singh” a local film producer)
In the process of writing my thesis I found a commentary on the difference between 19th century life in northern and southern Korea. It struck me as amusing and something that you might get a proper chuckle out of:
“the traveller is impressed in the North by the independent, manly spirit of many of the mountain people. A man seems to be more of a man in the North than in the South. In looking for causes of this I find it in the marked absence of the so-called “gentleman” class. In the South the independent middle class is apt to be crushed out between the upper and the nether mill stones, between the strutting, conceited “yangban” and the obsequious, cringing serf. The North is brighter with hope because of the predominance of an independent middle class, who have to work for their own living, and as a result have more muscle and more brains.” William Baird, 1894.
Living in the wilderness has some compensations. True we have no services that those in urban settings take for granted, trash collection, cable TV, municipal water or sewer systems to name a few. But we do have “Honey Wagons”, these are driven by the folks who empty septic tanks every few years, not the world’s most desirable occupation but improved by a sense of Humour.
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