A suana, a steak and 16 watsed pages

29August 2012

I knew this would happen.  I was lying in bed last night and a thought came to me about to start today's blog.  Now I can't remember what it is was.  I should have made a note of it - DAMN!!!

Today's News isn't so good.  It's carrying a 16 page advertisement feature on a garage in Polesworth.  That's a lot of wasted paper to my mind.  They do occasionally run such features but normally they are just one or two pages, but 16 pages is bit OTT really.  An email will soon be winging its way to the editor over it.

So Harry Wales has shown his human side.  Now five soldiers have joined him by being photographed in a similar state in the desert somewhere.  The photo has appeared on Facebook.  What's the betting they will be hauled over the hot coals for it!  OK, it looks like a bit of harmless fun, but by the look of it they might be off duty but no soldier is fully off duty in places like Afghanistan.  All too easy for the Taliban to attack and they need to be ready for such any attack.  These five obviously were not ready and it would have taken them a couple of minutes to get ready.  Not good, not good at all boys.

Just after 4pm yesterday we did a charity shop run.  As we've been unpacking and sorting stuff out we've had a growing pile of items to be pass-on.  As the town centre is closed off to all traffic between 10am and 4pm we had to wait until then to get in there to the PDSA shop.  From there we went around to the Coventry building society.  Next it was a trip to the Willie White for a nice juicy steak - and that is what I had.  And it was absolutely brilliant!  The William White, to give it its real name is part of the Whetherspoons chain.  It is the better of two we have here in Dorktown and it's the usual pub we end up in when we go out.  A good meal and nice pint of Ruddles bitter made for an excellent meal out.

The other Whetherspoons in town is the Felix Holt.  This one isn't all that bad really - once you've got through the smokers blocking the damned front door! 

Sadly this happens quite a bit at all pubs since the smoking ban came into force.  However, that is not the only reason I don't really like this place.  There's a guy who gets in there who seems to spend all his time watching me when I go in there.  He's not coy about it either, he makes it very plain that he's watching me.  Top and bottom of it is that I feel uncomfortable in there when he's there.  If he's there, I don't go in, simply as that.     

Today we are stuck in.  Not only are we waiting for Parcel Farce to turn up but it's raining quite heavily right now.  As Jan has just said, "Typical; our new lenses are on their way and we can't get out to try them when they do arrive."   We will have to be patient and wait until Sunday when we go down to Regents Park in London on Sunday.  That should give us chance to use them and see if they are as good as the ones I lost.  They should be of course, but you can never really be sure with today's mass production methods. 

Trust me to open my mouth!  The parcel arrived while i was typing this.  Jan has been looking at the two lenses and one of them has a white mark inside the front element of the lens making it unusable.  Now we have to play silly bs getting it sent back.

For today's photo, how about this ... 

part of the Ferris wheel in Belfast city centre.         

        

Funny time - (sorry for the upper case) ...

THREE WOMEN - ONE GERMAN, ONE JAPANESE AND A HILLBILLY - WERE SITTING NAKED IN A SAUNA.
SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND. THE GERMAN PRESSED HER FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. THE OTHERS LOOKED AT HER QUESTIONINGLY. "THAT WAS MY PAGER," SHE SAID. " I HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM."
A FEW MINUTES LATER, A PHONE RANG. THE JAPANESE WOMEN LIFTED HER PALM TO HER EAR. WHEN SHE FINISHED, SHE EXPLAINED, "THAT WAS MY MOBILE PHONE. I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND."
THE HILLBILLY WOMAN FELT DECIDEDLY LOW TECH. NOT TO BE OUTDONE, SHE DECIDED SHE HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE SAUNA AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM. SHE RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER HANGING FROM HER BEHIND.
THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND STARED AT HER.  THE HILLBILLY WOMAN FINALLY SAID, "WELL, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT. I'M GETTIN' A FAX."