20 April
2013
Like most
streets in the UK our street has odd numbered houses on one side and even
numbered houses on t'ther side. So why
is it that so many people in Dorktown seem unable to work out that little bit
of information properly? Yet again this
morning I had to direct a nurse to #6.
I'd seen here walking backwards and forwards outside our place looking
at the flat numbers on our wall and then across the road at the houses. We've even had a nurse walk straight in here
looking for someone else and had thought this was the right flat! Ah well ... Dorktowners ... ... ...
Yesterday we
had made plans that we would go off for a day's birding today. We were both looking forward to it too; until
just after 9 o'clock that is. At that
time I seemed to lose all my energy again.
It's like some has pulled my plug out of the socket and I just fold in
on myself. This morning I've phoned a
place in Leamington I'd like to go to and we had said we would go this
afternoon. But guess what - the plug has
been pulled yet again. We will still be
going though; there's a few items of photo-kit we could both do with down there
that we want to look at to see if they would help us in shooting.
Front page
of the Dorktown Telegraph this morning is a story of a 15 year old boy who
broke into a house and stole the keys to a van before stealing it. He then smashed into a lamp post and a car
before losing control of the van and killing one of his friends. He of course ran off but later handed himself
in to the police. Now here the rub ...
he had been released on bail for one offence, reoffended and released a second
time on bail, reoffended again and again released on bail. The trial judge at Warwick Crown Court
mentioned that those reasonable for the releasing on bail of the this lad should
be searching their consciences now. At
long last someone in authority has had the balls to stand up and say something
that has obviously been needed to be said for years. Next step to make them responsible when
things go wrong!
We had a
good laugh yesterday afternoon. Every
other week we pick-up Kile's step sister Vicky and take to Kile's place for the
weekend. Jan will take her back on
Sunday. Anyway ... while I was away in
Scotland I bought the kids a few presents, tee-shirts for Kile and Vicky and a
cuddly toy Nessie for Billy. But I also
bought them all a plastic tumbler with a false bottom where there was a blue
liquid with two small Nemo fish in it.
Billy loved them. The laugh came
when we watched him as he tried to get to pull the fish out. In went his hand, out came his hand and up
went the glass to see why he could get at the fish ... and so on. His expression as he tried to work it out was
a picture - or would have been if my Nikon had worked properly! Anyway, it still a good laugh for us.
Captain
James Cook is perhaps one of Britain's greatest explorers. It today in 1770 that he discovered New South
Wales. I wonder what he would make of
the place now?
I'm sure my
regular readers will know well enough that I like real ale. Well, I also like pubs with some character or
point of interest in them. It might that
the pub is an old one; by old I mean hundreds of years. Years ago I went into one in London to find
it is the only pub on Oxford Street. Whetherspoons
have bought and converted a number of old buildings into thriving pubs. I've been in one in North Wales where they had
converted an old theatre. Another one is
a converted church. Well, how about this
then ...
the ceiling of The Old Bell Inn in Edinburgh.
And funny
time ...
A new middle
east crisis erupted last night as Dubai Television was refused permission to
broadcast 'The Flintstones'. A spokesman for the channel said....
'A claim was made that people in Dubai would not understand the humour, but we know for a fact that people in Abu Dhabi Do.'
'A claim was made that people in Dubai would not understand the humour, but we know for a fact that people in Abu Dhabi Do.'
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