After class (adult-learning evening class) we sometimes used to go to a pub in Summertown called ‘The Dew Drop Inn’ – (what an awful pun) for a glass of a favourite tipple and a debrief: but the name came to mind this afternoon on the way back from work when I stopped for a photo of the trees hung with Christmas decoration style icicles…. I think they caught my eye because of the sun’s position in the sky.
Category: Humour
Three in a Row?
I know, I know hogging the front page.
Soutie has kindly brought it to my attention elsewhere that unless someone (anyone) steps forward in the next several days with a picture for the Photo Comp. I shall win by default, being the only soul brave or stupid enough to post an entry therein.
Besides being a crying shame, just try to imagine just how difficult it will be to put up with the arrogant and condescending outbursts that may result from such an eventuality.
So buck up, children and let’s not let the side down, eh, eh.
Rhino humour
This picture appeared in my Sunday read, I thought I’d share. The picture originator can be found here.
And BREAKING NEWS….
Scientists discover cure for AIDS…..
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Mystified Marxist Mouse
I have recently been involved in an interesting discussion Elsewhere on the subject of Cultural Marxism and the Frankfurt School. Simplistically, Political Marxism morphed into Cultural Marxism from there to Political Correctness and Multiculturalism. Thus Marxism is responsible for all the ills of the Western World today.
But that is just the background. I have made mention on this site that I studied history, and I was intrigued by the views of Marxist Historians. Very simply, it was a way of looking at historical events which gave more importance to underlying socio-economic factors.
Today’s lame joke
Teenagers
Their exams are over for now, so next I have to tackle a growing need to tidy bedrooms. Need I say more?
Bugger educating the kids, let’s give the Windsors a little gift
Our wonderful Education Secretary, a minister in HM’s government Michael Gove, has suggested that the nation give the happy couple a gift for the Jubilee this year.
(Hang on, didn’t we have a Jubilee only 10 years ago? Why another one already? He’s nearly dead and she must be getting a little knackered, give her a rest poor love!)
What a lovely thought bless him. So what might that be you wonder?
Hey – a new yacht costing £60 million. Fantastic idea – especially when cuts are being made everywhere, including the stopping of building any new schools – a policy Mr Gove brought in within minutes of being given teh education portfolio. Continue reading “Bugger educating the kids, let’s give the Windsors a little gift”
A War Monkey Called Sue! (Further adventures on the Internet.)
Yesterday I read Charles Moore’s review of Stephen Spielberg’s latest film, War Horse. Having seen and thoroughly enjoyed the play, which I saw inLondon, 18 months ago, I read the review with some interest. Without going into details,Moore was less than enthusiastic, criticising Spielberg for the gratuitous sentimentality. What was perhaps more interesting, was the comment section, some of which dealt with aspects of the Great War and the vast tragedy attached to it. Continue reading “A War Monkey Called Sue! (Further adventures on the Internet.)”
Low light and peaceful
When the fitter said he couldn’t turn off the stop-cock I decided to go for a walk. Better be out, I thought, if there’s going to be a flood.
I left the house after three o’clock and by the time I’d done my deliveries and postings I decided to walk back the long way, through the Churchyard and park. The light was like golden-syrup, the sun low in the sky and here just throwing light onto the old yew tree, over the Churchyard wall. It was so very peaceful and still. In the air a slight scent of woodsmoke.
Beyond the gravy train
I like Cracked. Beyond funny as hell, they can be amazingly insightful. Sometimes the insights are obscured by the lulz, but sometimes they’re so clear that the only reaction can be ‘yeah, what s/he said’.
This is the latest, brand-spanking-new specimen of the latter category:
I don’t watch The Walking Dead, comics leave me indifferent, and I’ve always found Superman overrated and irritating. I’m a Star Wars fan, though, and that part says everything I could never have found the words to express myself.
Boadicea's Chariot 
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