25 July 2013
Apologies for yesterday but we had a day out to North Wales
for a photo-day. First stop was half way
up Horse Shoe Pass near to Llangollen where we both got a few landscape using
our 10-24mm wide angle lens and our ND Grad filters, not bad efforts
really. From there we drove to Bala and
on to Porth Maddock for an hour before making our way home. I've come back with around a hundred shots,
Jan hasn't said how many she got yet.
I'll be putting my results on Flickr and Facebook later today I hope.
This morning's News
carries the story that the contactors on are site for the new Kentucky Fried
Chicken outlet. Comments are floating
about already, most of them negative.
Methinks these planners really need to go back to school. How anyone agree can agree to a fast food
outlet on a one way system right opposite one of the larger schools in the town
surely shows a lack of basic understanding of the needs of the town.
OK, OK, I'll mention THE birth for the first and last
time! As we got ready for going away
yesterday morning we watched the news.
They flashed up a few shots of the kid; and one of them really showed
that the poor sod has inherited his great grandma's Miss Piggy Face! As I said - poor sod!!!
What do you make of the train smash in Spain then? It's horrendous no matter how it happened, accident
or terrorist attack. So many dead and
injured people going about their normal daily lives cut short like that. Really sad.
A popular and successful telly prog in the States is one
where the cops set up a sting to catch paedos.
Well, someone in Dorktown has taken the idea and begun using it over
here now. He managed to snap a man from
Sutton Coldfield who had turned up in the hope of having sex with a 15 year old
girl. The man has pleaded guilty to a
'grooming' offence but the trial at Warwick Court was adjourned because the
defendant was about to start treatment for cancer. This is not a clever ploy though, a letter
from his GP informing the court of the treatment confirmed it. Now we have to wait for the sentence. Personally I hope the man who do did the
trapping is still doing it; he deserves our support.
So now I need to find a photo for today ... how about this
one then ...
an overall shot of just one
part of Brixham Harbour.
From the Sage ...
A small
church had a very attractive big busted organist, and her breasts were so large
that they bounced and jiggled while she played the organ. Unfortunately, she
distracted the congregation considerably.
The very
proper church ladies were appalled. They said something had to be done about
this or they would have to get another organist.
So, one
of the ladies approached her very discreetly about the problem, and told her to
mash up some green persimmons and rub them on her nipples and over her breasts,
which should cause them to shrink in size, but warned her not to taste any of
the green persimmons, because they are so sour they will make your mouth pucker
up, and you won't be able to talk properly for awhile.
The
voluptuous organist, reluctantly agreed to try it.
The
following Sunday morning the minister walked up to the pulpit and said...
“Dew to
thircumsthanthis bewond my contwol, we will not hab a thermon tewday”
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