Sunday 26 August 2012

Food, fake (?)photos and few smiles

26 August 2012

Sunday morning, nice and sunny weather and I'm still here in Dorktown.  I was tempted to get ready and drive down to Norwich to warehousexpress.com shop and buy the items I lost a few weeks ago.  The cheque form the insurance company has cleared so why not?  Well, Not sure if they would be open today; not sure if they would have the stock today; but most of all, cost.  Next day delivery is £4.99 whereas a tank full of fuel would be around £70 ... not much difference?  It's a no brainer for me.

All American Hero Neil Armstrong has died.  But did he really go to the moon and were those famous word of his spoken has he stepped out onto the moon?  Well, I have always thought that he had.  By now of course you may well know that I can handle a camera, not always brilliantly but good enough.  Yet we have photos brought back from their mission which are of pro quality.  They used a Hassleblad medium format camera.  Within the viewer finder of these top line cameras there are four sets of two lines at 900 angles showing the edge of the picture frame.  These marks don't normally appear on prints or negatives; yet they do on the Apollo Mission shots.  Don't forget that these men were warring large cumbersome suits and helmets.  At the best of time trying to focus on and compose a photo is very difficult and takes time to learn.  In the almost zero gravity on the moon it would be even more difficult; yet as I have already said, the photos from the missions are of pro quality.  Then there is the issue of solar radiation.  Even now that is an issue that NASA and the other space agencies take very seriously indeed.  yet the Apollo mission didn't seem to have been worried about it.

Of course these are all part of the ongoing conspiracy theories that has grown up around the missions, just as there are those related to the Kennedy shooting, 9/11 and UFOs and so many more.  The Apollo missions however would be very difficult to fake, not impossible of course, but difficult.  One the arguments against a conspiracy is that far too many people would have need to keep quiet for it to work.  I shall continue to be open-minded on the issue now until conclusive proof comes out.

Last Sunday I was at Birdfair.  I didn't get many images while I was there and I have just processed the images.  I did get a few candids of the event as I rode around on me scooter.  But I noticed today that there not all that many smiling faces in the shots.  Like here ...  

I wonder why there were so few smiles about?

A 'food' funny ...

On the farm lived a chicken and a horse, both of whom loved to play together. One day, the two were playing when the horse fell into a bog and began to sink. Scared for his life, the horse whinnied for the chicken to go get the farmer for help!
Off the chicken ran, back to the farm. Arriving at the farm, he searched and searched for the farmer, but to no avail, for he had gone to town with the only tractor. Running around, the chicken spied the farmer's new Z-3 series BMW. Finding the keys inside, the chicken sped off with a length of rope, hoping he still had time to save his friend's life.
Back at the bog, the horse was surprised, but happy, to see the chicken arrive in the shiny BMW, and he managed to get a hold of the loop of rope the chicken tossed to him. After tying the other end to the rear bumper of the farmer's car, the chicken then drove slowly forward and, with the aid of the powerful car, rescued the horse!
Happy and proud, the chicken drove the BMW back to the farmhouse, and the farmer was none the wiser when he returned. The friendship between the two animals was cemented: best buddies, best pals.
A few weeks later, the chicken fell into a mud pit, and soon, he too, began to sink and cried out to the horse to save his life! The horse thought a moment, walked over, and straddled the large puddle.
Looking underneath, he told the chicken to grab his "thing" and he would then lift him out of the pit. The chicken got a good grip, and the horse pulled him up and out, saving his life.
The moral of the story?
When you're hung like a horse, you don't need a BMW to pick up chicks.                    

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