Mission Complete – Thank you Everyone.
Brussels, we have a problem!
Woops, it seems that German taxpayers are having quite enough of supporting the half-baked attempts by Europe’s quarter-witted politicians to re-create a dead empire.
Rhino horn smuggler gets 10 years
Some of you may remember my post on the rhino shot by poachers at a local game park and the subsequent loss of the calf to predators. a bit of good news from our Times.
“A Vietnamese man has been sentenced to 10 years behind bars for trying to smuggle 16kg of rhino horn out of the country.
Zhong Whong, 29, a security guard in his home country, was found guilty in the Kempton Park Magistrate’s Court of fraud and breaking the Biodiversity Act.
He was caught at Johannesburg’s OR Tambo International Airport with 16.1kg of rhino horn in his luggage. It would have been worth about R2.2 million in Vietnam, reports Beeld newspaper.
“Fines are clearly not a deterrent,” Magistrate Prince Manyathi was quoted as telling Whong on Wednesday.
“You came to South Africa knowing you were going to do something unlawful. Continue reading “Rhino horn smuggler gets 10 years”
Sheer poetry!
I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.
Georg Trakl
Goodnight everyone, sleep well.
Last Words
Apart from ‘Bugger Bognor’, ‘They will never hit me from here’ and ‘What the fu**, I wondered what you would choose to use as your last words on Earth, always assuming you had time and breath to utter something.
Get ready baby… for some hot gerbil lurve
I’m not going to go into this but had to post.
This is the kind of stuff I aspire to write.
The fact that it wins an award too is the icing on the gerbil-themed cake.
Story here
That prize-winning quote:
“For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity’s affair, they greeted one another at every stolen rendezvous with a kiss – a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapping and sucking at Felicity’s mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world’s thirstiest gerbil.”
Could be worse, I suppose. Could be ferrets…
A couple of nice paintings
One of my favourite paintings is in the news today. Teacher Barbara Mills’ research enabled her to discover and reveal for the first time the precise location whereSir John Everett Millais painted it – the Hogsmill in Six Acre Meadow, Old Malden, Surrey. There is even the fallen willow.
A pleasant piece
Carreras and Brightman
The Falkland Islands, for IS.
E’ um ponto discutível que as Ilhas Falklands são britânicos e britânicas vão permanecer britânicas .
Os franceses, argentinos, ingleses, mesmo os americanos,ja’ colocaram os dedos lá, mas as únicas pessoas que nunca foram capazes de estabelecer-se firmemente nas ilhas são os britânicos.
Assim como não existe uma maneira razoável, uma pessoa pode esperar que os habitantes das ilhas sejam deportados e como eles desejam permanecer britânico, não há nada que a Argentina possa fazer mas aceitá-lo.
Voce disse anteriormente que os uruguaios tinham se instalado nas ilhas. Talvez seja verdade. E,se for, eu faco a seguite proposta: nos permitimos os Falklands continuarem a ser britanicos e damos Argentina ao Uruguai.
Isso deve resolver de uma vez por todas. Desta forma, talvez, Uruguai ira ser finalmente capaz de superar seu vizinho, o Brasil.
Brave Monty Mouse: Midsummer Hell
One summer night when all was calm,
The nest of mice slept safe from harm.
Little snores and soft faint sighs,
Then Monty woke and rubbed his eyes.
He pricked his ears and listened hard.
Something strange; the silence marred,
By haunting notes from somewhere near;
His sleep disturbed, a touch of fear. Continue reading “Brave Monty Mouse: Midsummer Hell”
Boadicea's Chariot 
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