Wow!
Wow! Just popped in for a quick browse and … it looks like a travel company website with that strapline!
Where do I book two weeks in the Seychelles?
Living up to a name: flash fiction
In an attempt to live up to Bearsy’s description on the front page, here’s a little creative writing challenge for you all.
A short story in under 500 words, please.
To include the line,
“Why didn’t you ring?”
Not long now!
Joe Cocker – Summer in the city
Mehteran and Beethoven
It’s said that Beethoven was inspired by Turkish Janissary band (Mehteran in Turkish) when he composed his famous Turkish march. Continue reading “Mehteran and Beethoven”
Easy one
OK, bit of sunday night fun:
Favourite book and favourite author??
Don’t want what you think we all want to see-war and peace, shakespear etc, would really like your secret fantasy, like the album/artist you have on your i-pod or playlist that you don’t tell the rest of the world about.
Happy sunday 🙂
xxxx
Mud, mud, glorious mud….
I got caught in a bog yesterday on the bike.
I thought it was just a bit of soft ground but it was genuine pedal-stopping, smelly bog. For a couple of seconds, I was balanced there stationary, thinking “Bugger. This hasn’t happened for years!” before gloop – one foot went deep down into the soft stuff above the ankle.
There are some things you can ride through and some things you can’t.
I haven’t encountered unrideable territory for some time. I blame the expedition leader, Bob, who was determined to go off-piste to stop me and my pal V. slacking and chatting. He was successful in that, at least.
CB’s pic of the bridge with the mud pool underneath it reminded me how things used to be in the Forest of Dean, before they constructed the cycle trails and invited the world and his wife and kids to come and cycle there. Continue reading “Mud, mud, glorious mud….”
Oh, Well….
Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.
Tom Wilson
Goodnight everyone, sleep well.
‘Skinny Dipping’ and other swimming adventures *
Well, the last time I swam in the nude was many years ago BC** …
We were in Malawi and climbing Mount Mulanje – a group of six adults with a couple of porters, on a four day three night hike. Continue reading “‘Skinny Dipping’ and other swimming adventures *”
Car Guards
Whenever you park you car in South Africa nine times out of ten you will be approached by a car guard / parking attendant. It’s a form of begging.
As you alight your motor vehicle you’ll be asked ‘watch the car sir?’ There is no need to enter into conversation with them a simple nod of the head as you lock the car and march off to your destination will suffice.
So what function do they perform I hear you ask, the answer is many!
‘Guarding’ the car isn’t really one of them but if they know where you are (which shop) they will call you if something untoward happens, I parked up on a pavement recently and while enjoying lunch a traffic officer started to write a ticket, I was called, went and spoke to the chap and escaped a fine!
They point out empty bays in streets and car parks saves a lot of pointless driving around.
If it’s a difficult bay to get in or out of (if your vision is blocked by that 4×4 parked next to you) they offer help and directions.
They feed the meters if they see a warden, I haven’t put a cent into a Continue reading “Car Guards”

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