Monday 13 August 2012

Hurting, gold medals and water

13 August 2012

On the outside of our flat there is a pedestrian gate which being metal makes quite a noise as it closes, even when you close gently.  This morning we were woken fairly late when the gate was allowed to slam shut.  It was time to get up anyway seeing as it was after 9am!  We soon found out what was going on of course; the contractors had arrived to come and dig out the drainage pipes and relay them.  Oh dear, they have a heck of job on their hands.  The tree roots are very think and very strong.  At least the job is getting done now so our wall should soon dry out.  Next job for us is getting the wall painted ... ah well ... ... ...

Part of the reason we were so late getting up was because we sat up and watched the closing ceremony of the Games last night.  We both thought that it wasn't as good as the opening ceremony though.  One of my all time favourite song is Waterloo Sunset.  Ray Davies sang it last night and sadly his voice is not as good as it used to be.  But even so I do understand what he sings about in that song.  I used to use Waterloo Station a lot in the late 60s and I always found it to be a magical place.  There was an atmosphere that you could really feel, a tingling all over, a sense of excitement and wonder.  It's still there you know - not as strong but it's still there.  Of course the song is about the whole of the Waterloo area.  Sadly I don't think it's as magical as it used to be years ago.  Some of it is now downright seedy and vulgar to my mind.  But there you go, time marches on and changes come.

So Team GB took 3rd place in the medal tables.  The managed a 3rd more medals than in Beijing.  Who can deign them their moment of glory - I certainly can't.  There are incredibly fit young men and women throughout the country.  The difference between those fit young folks and the Olympic teams is down to passion, to intense training and dedication.  But you know what?  I think they have something that so many others didn't have - sheer good luck to be spotted when young enough to attract the scouts who are always look out for new talent.  Nothing however, take anything away from those athletes.  They deserve their moment of glory.  Well done Team GB.

So yet another young girl goes missing and turns up dead.  The anger and pain that her mum must be feeling must be horrendous.  Added to that is the thought that one of the places where she should have been safe turns out to be the most dangerous.  As soon as I saw that man who has been charged I just knew it was him behind it.  But what the heck was her gran up to?  Surely she must have had some idea s to what happened and why.  And how on earth did the cops miss her body during an earlier search.  Loft spaces tend to be rather hot places, at least the few I've been in have been.  A body in one of them for a week must have been starting to smell quite badly by that time.  Jan and I were talking about during the news last night and Jan came up with a theory.  The girl wasn't there when the cops first searched the house.  She was moved there after the search.  But yet again I came back the her gran.  Just what the heck was she doing while all this was going on?  We will no doubt find out soon enough.

So what sort of photo can I post now?  OK, this one then ... 

white flowers for the girl's stolen innocence.

And so to a funny ...

A monkey is sitting in a tree smoking a joint when a lizard walks past and looks up and says to the monkey "Hey! What are you doing?"
The monkey says "Smoking a joint, come up and have some."
So the lizard climbs up and sits next to the monkey and they have a few puffs. After a while the lizard says his mouth is 'dry' and is going to get a drink from the river.
The lizard is so stoned that he leans too far over and falls into the river. A Crocodile sees this and swims over to the lizard and helps him to the shore, then asks the lizard, "What's the matter with you?"
The lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting smoking a joint with the monkey in the tree, got too stoned and then fell into the river while trying to get a drink.
The crocodile says he has to check this out and walks into the jungle, finds the tree were the monkey is sitting, finishing a joint, and he looks up and says "Hey you!"
The Monkey looks down and says "Hooooly crap! Duuuude!.......How much water did you drink?!!"                

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