I’m slowly catching up on reading the pile of mail that accumulated during my recent extended absence.
Today I was flipping idly through my complementary copy of the July/August edition of the FFJournal.
I’m slowly catching up on reading the pile of mail that accumulated during my recent extended absence.
Today I was flipping idly through my complementary copy of the July/August edition of the FFJournal.
First Mate: “Does this boat have a Carbon Monoxide detector?”
Bilge Rat “Yes of course, I bought one especially for this trip”
First Mate “Where is it?”
Bilge Rat “Well it is in the bin under the V- berth, I did not get around to installing it yet”
Don’t let the presence of diesel exhaust fumes, soot and high levels of Carbon Monoxide in the cabin distress you. A cracked exhaust elbow on your diesel generator is easily fixed with common household items.
Continue reading “Cabin full of Diesel Exhaust? – No Problem.”

Do you’re children / grand children know-it-all?
Why not test them on YouTube’s Geek IQ test?
(You might want to have 2 or 3 goes yourself (or 4, 5,or 6) and register a reasonable score before issuing the challenge :))
Good fun – CLICK HERE FOR GEEK IQ TEST
In the heavy evening air she was pursued by hundreds of manic males and chose our white garden parasol as the scene of her nuptials. But no shrinking violet this girl! She fought off one suitor after another, demanding the attentions of only the strongest and most persistent. It went on for hours until darkness fell and the bodies of the successful males lay scattered acrosss the white fabric. No doubt the queen ant had already settled on her new home, somewhere nearby.
That’s life in the wild wood.
To introduce the next competition, I can’t resist quoting a lyrical George (this week’s name, innit?):
Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich
And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry

We’d better send an sms to LW to ask him what to do now
As we fully anticipated when we moved house, the C_nt’s three 500 ft. turbines have now been given an official green light (as you might say) by the Danish gubmint’s ‘Nature and Environment Complaints Committee’. So three monstrosities the size of the London Eye will soon overshadow the village a mere 600 m. away. Not to mention the poor birds whose migrations will be disturbed.
Those wonderful people at Siemens have proudly announced that these are ‘test’ mills of proportions not previously installed on Danish soil. So they couldn’t possibly offer precise data on their output of noise – or even their output of power! But hey! Who cares about a few villagers, their life-style, their properties and health? Roll up and see and hear the latest technology at work!
I see that our southern neighbours have some similar problems. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-23229097

She’s the most unlikely athlete to look at. None of the usual wasp waist and slender limb. But she oozes determination with her shadow-shots – all double-handed and as ungainly as her play. But she wins – and might just spring a surprise today. And then she’ll do this again, I’m sure. Wimbledon, 2 pm BST.

There have been many men of words that have written essays on how to brew a nice cup of tea. Amongst them have been celebrated literates such as George Orwell and Christopher Hitchens. It seems futile to follow in their foootsteps so I’ll leave the tea bags to the experts and concentrate on a more stronger brew.
McEwans Export has been my poison for all my adult life. Naturally, I do drink other beers when the occasion arises due to supply issues but given the choice I’d swallow ME firstly and foremostly. If I ever won the lottery and I was luxuriating in the Ritz, Bali, Indonesia I’d demand a McEwans Export from the proprietors. Demand. Because I’m filthy rich. Cue a Milk Tray Ritz Lady (role reversal time) storming the Seven Seas to Scotland to bring me back some brews. Continue reading “A toast to the Laughing Cavalier”
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