Saturday 22 June 2013

The longest day (no, not John Wayne), UFOs and Vrigin box



22 June 2013

Yesterday was the longest day of the year so the nights will start to close in again now.  But strangely, the weather usually starts to get warmer.  Yes, I confused too.  Locally though we will be able to sit and wonder about the strange orange lights that terrified a Coventry house wife.  The story has just come out after the MOD realised another batch of UFO sightings report to the RAF.  Mind you, we will never come to any sort of conclusion seeing as it happened in 2008.  The lady in question wrote to the MOD asking if she and her dog had been contaminated by it.  She also wanted to know what the lights wanted.  I see, said the blind man who was also deaf and dumb so he must have been lying in the first place!  Thing is, she didn't include her name or her full address - so they couldn't get in touch with her even if there had been a problem.  Daft I calls it ... ... ...

Catch up TV is normally a good service.  We tend to use it along with the option to record two different shows as well as watch a third one at the same time.  All this courtesy of our TIVO box from Virgin.  It sounds good but in reality it's not as good as it sounds; I would prefer the old Virgin+ box back.  The upgrade in broadband speed is good though.  Anyway ... on Monday there's a show on Channel 4 called The Man with 10 stone testicles which we want to watch.  that will have to be one of the shows we record.  The first one in the series was about a girl with a huge tumour on her face.  We thought we would get that one on catch up - now way.  We should have recorded it.  Ah well ...

It's time for a photo.  Back to Bath then; the river cruise we went on is very popular.  Two boats were in use when we did it, here's the second one ... 

That bridge in the background is one of three in the world that has dwellings or shops on it.  We were told where they were but I can only remember the one in Florence, Italy - a city I would love to visit anyway.

And the Sage speakth again ...

Prince Charles decided to take up jogging.   Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner.  He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.. 
"One hundred and fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the curb.
"No! Five pounds!" He would fire back, just to shut her up.
This ritual between him and the hooker became a daily occurrence. He'd run by and she'd yell, "One hundred and Fifty pounds!" 
He'd yell back, "Five pounds!" 
One day, Camilla decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. 
As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner,
Prince Charles realised she'd bark her £150 offer and Camilla would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. 
He figured he'd better have a good explanation for his Wife. 
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, he became even more apprehensive than usual. 
 
Sure enough, there was the hooker. He tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.  Then, from her corner, the hooker yelled:
"See what you get for five pounds, you tight bastard?!"
       

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