Left the village dock at 7:45 am as the weather forecast called for increasing winds in the afternoon, and it’s 55 miles of open water across Lake Ontario to Oswego.
It’s a big lake (a great lake if you prefer) about 160 miles East to West and 60 miles N-S.
Walked passed this doorway yesterday
Quiet this morning when we left our wall, about 8 am
Continue reading “Kingston Mills (Ont.) to Cape Vincent (NY) – July 30”
I gave some Ghanaians the shock of their lives yesterday by offering to shake their hands. For some strange reason they reeled back in terror, screaming. Yea I am a bit of a joker. In fact, I am what I yam! PS I can play the piano too. Yam-yam blues is a favourite of mine!
(Janus, this is my 15 minutes worth.)
British politics has had its pantomime villains down the years but nobody, I submit, as deliciously villainous as Burlesquoni, the Abanazar of the year-round theatre that is Italian life! I mean, we’ve all booed at Prezza and whistled at Archer but their misdemeanours pale in comparison to Baron Bunga-bunga.
Even now – when he’ll have to do community service – he might still qualify for public office! Imagine the scene: a PM giving singing and dancing lessons for free to disadvantaged immigrants from North Africa.
Grazie, Silvio!
Off our friendly wall at 8:45 am, one of the few advantages of a big boat, one gets to go first.
Continue reading “Upper Brewers to Kingston Mills – July 27,28,29”
Sharknado! Not one of my creations but it should be. I’ll just copy out the brief tantaliser from IMDB.
When a freak hurricane swamps Los Angeles, nature’s deadliest killer rules sea, land, and air as thousands of sharks terrorize the waterlogged populace.
That’s right, it’s raining sharks and this made for TV thriller is coming to the Syfy channel next week. With bated breath I can’t wait to watch the ridiculous CGI, corny dialogue and lashings of over acting from the “actors” in their death scenes. Call me Ishmael if you want sometimes a B-movie can be that bad it’s good. To join in the swing of things I’ll be watching Sharknado harnessed on the couch with my harpoon gun at the ready. Continue reading “Sharknado”
I see that schools are now prohibiting girls from wearing skirts, insisting on trousers just like the boys wear. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-hereford-worcester-23522499
Well, it was never an issue when I were a lad because schools were segregated, so the lasses were never inspired to reveal too much leg or wha’ever. In fact the trouble always starts when boys and girls are thrown together, innit?
The solution is to dress all girls in floor-length gowns, with bags on their heads. No show, no see, no problem. Sound familiar?
Really packed us in this morning much too-ing and fro-ing before we were rightly wedged.
This is in the lock and due to the fall we lose about 2 feet in width at the bottom, I did wonder if we would be able to get ourselves out.
Continue reading “Chaffey’s to Upper Brewers Lock – July 25”
There have recently been quite a few films and documentaries on the work of Bomber Command during WW2 which I have watched with interest. So when granddaughter, aged three and a half, said that she wanted to see aeroplanes, I was pleased when a family outing to Duxford was organised. Granddaughter has visited the RAF Museum at Hendon a few times, but at Duxford some of the planes actually fly.
Boadicea's Chariot 
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