I’m in the same boat as Soutie with little possibility of being able to offer photos of actual fruit on the bough in Caledonia (stern and wild) at this time of year unless I visit greenhouse or poly tunnel.
So, given that the rule is, as Soutie says, “Fruits – on a twig, stem, branch etc.”, here’s my entry.
It’s fruit at the front of a branch of an Israeli supermarket in the German Quarter of Jerusalem.
Many thanks to those Charioteers who entered the June Competition; you are STARS, every one of you!
Thanks also to Janus, for scattering lines of topical interest and amusement throughout the thread, and to PapaG for his enigmatic second pome which may (or may not) be a message to (or from) the stars.
https://charioteers.org/2014/06/02/poetry-competition-june-2014/
Araminta: Good Heavens!
Short and sweet; a little dream of a poem, with great scansion. Another stanza would have been nice.
Janus: 28th April 1949
Another Slacky Bottom Classic; atmospheric and beautifully composed.
JW: More than a Rainbow
A reliably outré poem from JW, with marvellously clever splashes of wordplay.” An exciting and hilarious entry.
You may have noticed that recent changes made by WordPress (they make changes pretty regularly) have resulted in the loss of the “Quote” facility and of the individual serial numbers for comments. Rather a shame, but I have checked everything that can be checked and there’s no way to bring them back, as far as I can see.
They’ve also mucked around with the comment box – it still works as it always did, but the text that used to remind you that you can’t comment unless you’re logged on is not there any more. You do still have to be logged in though. If you try to comment when you’re not logged in, nothing will happen when you click on the “Post” button. Nothing, nada, zilch. You’ll just be left hanging – not a friendly outcome, but there’s nowt I can do about it. 😦
Finally, for about the hundredth time, please can certain Charioteers remember that “it’s” (with an apostrophe) always means “it is” (or “it has”) and is never, ever the possessive (genitive, belonging) case. If you need the possessive, as in “the cat licked its paw”, leave the apostrophe out. Yes, it’s the opposite of what we do with all other words, but that’s English for you.
Lastly, totally off track, how about our young Canberran, Nick Kyrgios? What a guy! Pronounced “Kir-ee-os”, in case you were wondering; the “g” is silent.
Having read and reread the rules to this month’s photo challenge I hereby submit my entry. Continue reading “Fruits”
Dear cherished reader
It is good to be back again. In the interim two things have happened which I would like to share with you.
Firstly, and most importantly, Silvie went up to Lisbon at the end of January for her operation. The surgeon, who appears in the following clip, is a miracle worker and provided Silvie with a titanium pin permanently inserted into her “shin” bone onto which a removable carbon fibre blade is attached by three Allen screws. The film of Silvie’s first ever walk on the new prosthesis was taken by the hospital.
The difference is remarkable. Continue reading “News”
The “trackpad” sometimes referred to as a “trackball” is, after investigation, perhaps the first and most frequent part to go faulty on Blackberrys.
Here’s my story …
Earlier this year (Jan / Feb) the trackpad started to get sticky on one of our Blackberrys, we tolerated the inconvenience for a while but the problem persisted. “No problem” someone said, “it’s under warranty.”
The phone was indeed under warranty being perhaps 18 months old, so off to the retailer we went, they happily took the phone in and returned it 2 or 3 days later with a fully functioning trackbar. Continue reading “Blackberry trackpad”
You have to understand that I really do not like George Galloway. Never have ever since I first read about his venal activities in Dundee Labour Party. In his time, he has ripped off the charity he worked for, grovelled shamelessly to Saddam Hussein, ruthlessly exploited the Muslim vote and done so much more for his own ends and for self aggrandisement. He was also a totally rubbish cat in ‘Big Brother’. Continue reading “It’s a Worry No 2 – George Galloway”
The Either Or gig gets a bad press and it’s time to right this (or that) wrong. It’s all Either’s fault. Hate the Either. With Either multiple choices (ABCD, alright then ABC…or D) can be used. Either Land Rover Discovery, Range Rover, Volvo XC60 Or Ulrika Jonsson? Or is definitely a two horse race. Makes it simpler. Easier to bet on, better chances. Light or dark, black or white and so on and so forth. I wish that Either was also in binary code so that you could not utter an Either without an Or being in the vicinity. Love the Or. This bad guy, Either can do a runner and go solo like Han or Skid. We will leave Neither Nor for anorther day as I’ve still to make my mind up on those two. So it’s Either or Or.
Common Either Or’s are-
Coffee or tea?
Marvel or DC?
Winter or summer? Continue reading “Underrated: Either Or”
Reading about Tracy Emin’s artwork My Bed and the fact that it is coming up for sale at Christie’s next week, when she hopes it will be bought by a museum, made me realise that we could all produce our own My Bed without any vast outlay.
Some weeks ago I spoke a few sharp words to older granddaughter, age four and a half. She disappeared from view and I later found her curled up under our duvet. The bed looked as if a hurricane had struck it, but all the items on my bedside table were as they had been.
So the recipe is simple. Make bed neatly as usual; introduce small child into the home (how you acquire one is up to you); utter a sharp reprimand and stand back. Your masterpiece can then be personalised to your taste with your own belongings such as bedroom slippers, handcream, medication, bedside reading and so on, and could possibly be worth around £1 million. You may not wish to have it on public display, but will have the warm glow of having created a masterpiece.
Everything is ridiculously early, about two weeks so I would estimate.
These are snow peas in my patch of the community garden up in Everson. No deer there and a bit of company from likeminded gardeners. Gives the dogs a break too, they get to supervise more humans.
Boadicea's Chariot 
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