Home early, footie violence again and a loss of dosh

18 October 2013

The plan for today was to leave Blackpool after breakfast and make our way down the coast to Southport to visit the RSPB site at Marshside and to move off the Martin Mere Wetland trust site.  Well, we had a choice of remaining for the last night in Blackpool and spend a good bit of dosh at Funny Girls or leaving early.  We left early arriving back in Dorktown at around 10.20.  Good job really seeing as that whole area we were looking to visit today is getting a lot of rain - and birding's no fun at all in the rain!

As we left last night we did a drive through looking at the lights.  Individually they looked pretty poor this year but looking at them as they went on ahead of us they did look very good.  It still doesn't alter the growing feeling that Blackpool has seen its best and is trying to get its best back.  Not sure if it will though.

We had forgotten to cancel the papers before we left on Monday so we arrived back to four day's worth.  There's no chance of going through that lot so I'll be starting again from today; and first up is more footie violence.  It was at Atherstone though, not Dorktown.  Apparently one moron used a corner flag as a throwing spear at one point - pardon the pun.  A total of seven men were arrested at the game.  Why do they do it?  Think about it a bit; they have to pay to get into the ground and getting arrested makes that waste dosh.  To waste it just so you have a punch up with some other moron doesn't make any sense to me. 

During my army days I used to love travelling by train, actually I still would if I could afford the fares and guarantee that I would be able to get the help I need to get me scooter on and off the train.  That is as far as my interest in trains go, however, Dorktown has a railway circle where on a weekday evening 53 members came to together to hear a talk on the early electric trains on the London Underground.  Something else I won't be bothering about; but what of the birding can photo clubs that happen at various venues?  There's even a writers circle I keep myself to visit.  Top and bottom of it, we're all geeks of one sort or another.

And so I need to find a photo for today.  My shots from this month are still sat on the card in me camera, and I didn't get new one of the current lights anyway, so I shall look  back at a few years ago ...

And from the Sage ...

A Mafia Godfather finds out that his bookkeeper, Guido, has cheated him out
of $10,000,000.  His bookkeeper is deaf. That was the reason he got the job in the first place.  It was assumed that Guido would hear nothing and would therefore never have to testify in court.
When the Godfather goes to confront Guido about the missing $10million, he takes along his lawyer, who knows sign language. The Godfather tells the lawyer, "Ask him where the money is."
The lawyer, using sign language, asks Guido, Where's the money?
Guido signs back, "I don't know what you are talking about."
The lawyer tells the Godfather, "He says he doesn't know what you are
talking about."
The Godfather pulls out a pistol, puts it to Guido's head and says, "Ask him
again or I'll kill him!"
The lawyer signs to Guido, "He'll kill you if you don't tell him."
Guido trembles and signs back, "OK! You win! The money is in a brown
briefcase, buried behind the shed at my cousin Bruno's house.."
The Godfather asks the lawyer, "What did he say?"
The lawyer replies, "He says: f ** k you, you don't have the balls to pull the trigger."