Yesterday I wrote about a baby elephant who was saved by his herd when attacked by a crocodile.
Here’s today’s headline from my local newspaper.
Addo of course is just up the road from here (less than an hours drive), Continue reading “Lions 1 – Idiots 0”
see you all later. An Art exhibition in Norwich calls.
As some of you may know, I’m a cat person. I really do not have a problem with dogs, only with their owners who allow them bark or howl continuously.
Earlier this year I gave up hoping that one of the neighbours at the back would ‘do something’ about their dog’s continually howling. Well, it wasn’t so much of a ‘howl’ as a bark-cum-howl that got cut off at the end. We could only assume that the creature had one of those collars that are supposed to train the dog not to bark – it obviously was not working. In the end I phoned the local Council’s ‘Dog Squad” who said they’d deal with it. And very efficient they were. Within 24 hours the noise had stopped, the Council had phoned me to check that all was well – and we were once more able to sit in the garden in peace.
However, last week the ‘noise’ started again. By 8.30 a.m. this morning I’d had enough. At 8.40 a.m I phoned the Council. Extremely sympathetic woman, who told me that the offending animal was a beagle. At around 8.50 a.m. we decide to brave it, took our tea, coffee and cigarettes outside – and were greeted with…. Continue reading “This is Public Service…”
Bryn Terfel – Don Giovanni
RealClearScience – The Looming Rare Earths Train Wreck.
An article to cheer us all up:
China controls 95% of the world’s rare earths. They have cut back exports by 40%. The USA’s massive subsidies towards “green” technologies which rely heavily on rare earths, means that in their attempts to reduce reliance on petroleum and gas, they are heading for a huge train wreck with China directing the rails over a possible cliff…
My eyes play tricks on me again. It’s not the first time this has happened but I don’t have the medication with me. When I stumbled a man and woman came to help me. As I sit here now on the bench in the graveyard, the lights are bleeding into the dark stone of the church. They confuse me. They drip down in long lines and then they flash like fireworks.
Science News: Pandemic, exclusive interview.
Unlike the 2009/2010 ‘Swine Flu’ epidemic which was long predicted, over-hyped and claimed many months of media attention, the virus that mutated abruptly into a potential worldwide killer in December 2010 was almost completely unpredicted and until now not reported. Experts we consulted with these newly disclosed facts about the ‘Measles Mutation’ estimate that this virus had the potential to wipe out 75 -80% of the population worldwide. Continue reading “October Short Story Competition: Pandemic”
Am I missing something here?
The Labour Luvvies claim that the cap (£21,000 for a four bedroom house??) will force people on housing benefit who presently pay more than the proposed caps, in Central London for example, to have to move out.
Ignoring my initial knee-jerk response, of, So what?, surely market forces will cause the landlords to lower rental levels to whatever is payable under the housing benefit system, rather than sit with empty properties.
Or is it the landlords who are stirring up all these protests?
Flowers are happy things.
P. G. Wodehouse
Goodnight everyone, sleep well.
Evie’s Totem lies quiescent in the shallow waters, his mind half awake, half asleep; dreaming and waiting.
She walks down to the sea, her brown toes splayed to gain purchase on the dry, shifting sand. The hot air is fragrant with salt and seaweed. This place is Bethany, home of her ancestors and final resting place of the Blessed Jo and Flo. Thousands of pilgrims visit Bethany each year to visit the Shrine and partake of the Holy Pumpkin Scones and Boiled Peanuts. She is thinking about the Gathering of the Tribes in the Bunya Mountains next month, shortly after her sixteenth birthday. He will be there, of course, the special boy with the beautiful eyes and chestnut hair. She shivers with excitement. She can’t wait to see him again and her many friends and relations, including auntie-mother and sister-cousins who live in Cherbourg. She hasn’t seen her family since mother and father were taken by the floods, a year ago. Continue reading “The Dreaming”
Boadicea's Chariot 
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