Results Photo Competition #30

Many thanks for the photos. There were just five entries, all extremely interesting:

LW’s entry of an obviously much loved and well-used recliner.

FEEG’s photo of an equally well-sat upon garden seat.

Araminta’s picture of chair over-loaded with teddy bears.

JM’s amusing snap of a deckchair.

and Pseu’s delightful image of a seat that is no longer a seat!

Very hard to make a decision – but in the end I chose…. Continue reading “Results Photo Competition #30”

Reading the Sonnets

I came across this one – Number 69A:

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the movement then begin,
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervent Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration ,hips in wanton swirl.
To spin, a wild release from heaven’s yoke.
Like frantic dervish surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the Poke, banish now all doubt,
Verily I say, ’tis what it’s all about.

Nothing new under the sun, is there?

The Flame that never dies

The pretty young woman dropped her glove on the pavement. As she stooped to collect a young man beat her to it.

“Let me get that for you. It’s bad luck to pick up a glove you’ve dropped.”

He handed her back her glove and received a big beaming smile in return. The woman tilted her head slightly to the side and said. “Thank you.”

The young man was taken aback by the reaction. He was called Keith Stone and his experience with the other sex was limited to a few stolen kisses at school dances. Continue reading “The Flame that never dies”

In memory of Joe Slavko

Two chicken breast and four hungry people to feed.

Luckily the chicken breasts were large ones, so I felt I could conjure up a meal for four without resorting to the supermarket dash after a day in the garden, hedge trimming and tidying up. My back is tired – I couldn’t face Sainsco’s or Tescrose or even Waitburys.

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I Blame Joe Slavko

I am sure that the overwhelming majority of my fellow cherished Charioteers remember Joe.

He came to the old MyT sbout the same time as myself. I still harbour the suspicion that he was paid by the DT  to pour out his regular blogs ‘pour encourager les autres’.  Mattered not one whit. He was pure dead brilliant. 

One strand was his ‘Evening Meal’ of which this link is one of his less sweirie-word exemplars.

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Degrees of usefulness

I’ve noticed that the underside of cherished colleagues’ collars heats up at the mention of certain ‘degree’ courses, with particular reference to more practical subjects formerly confined to apprenticeships and polytechnic curricula.

Personally I don’t get offended by conferring on them the title of ‘degree’, any more than I mind a crowd of cardinals calling themselves a ‘college’. Nobody is fooled into believing they have suddenly acquired much-sought-after academic status – which is after all reserved for many subjects which are practically useless, like my own field of classical languages, literature and history. Continue reading “Degrees of usefulness”

Hedging

 

The garden is quite large, by modern (mid-70’s build) garden standards, about 60 beech hedges across, (placed roughly 15 inches apart.) And this year I decided that the hedge had become too tall, and in order to reduce the height I had to lop or saw through large stems with which the electric hedge trimmer couldn’t cope, at all. It was hard work, but I’m glad I’ve done it, as I can see out beyond our garden into the fields again. I planted this hedge about 12 years ago and now I want to maintain it at a certain height: to allow me to be able to trim it without the use of ladders. Continue reading “Hedging”

Dare I Mention…

Julian Assange?

As I said in my post, This is Not about Assange,  some two years ago, I felt very strongly that WikiLeaks was a necessary counterbalance to Governments who wanted to keep their actions out of sight of public scrutiny.

As an Australian, I was appalled that my Government condemned him the minute American politicians said that he should be assassinated.

As an Englishwoman, I have been disgusted how the UK has treated him and have used the ‘Process of Law’ to virtually imprison him for two years and, eventually, to agree to send him to Sweden – from where he would, inevitably,have  been sent to the US.

I repeat: he has broken no laws in Australia, the UK or, even, the USA – since none of his actions occurred in any one of those countries. One may not approve of his actions – and I aware that some here do not – but the Law should be based on ‘Natural Justice’ and not Disapproval.

I am quite sure that Ecuador has its own agenda in granting Assange Political Asylum – but I, for one, am pleased that they have done so.