11 May
Sunday morning and I’m sat at me ‘puter while Jan and
Kile are in church. It was supposed to be a picnic at Coombe Abbey, one of the
wildlife areas. We go there birding every so often. Instead of Coombe Abbey
they will hold the picnic in church; good old British weather for you. There
are no plans for us to do anything else today, so hopefully I’m going to get on
and do some editing on Shipshape.
There are a lot of posts appearing on my FB page with
to requests share calls for the release of those girls kidnapped in Nigeria.
The nutcase who kidnapped them won’t take any notice of those shares, even if
he actually sees them. His plan is to sell them as slaves; the chances are they
have already been sold off. So much for Islam being the religion of peace, love
and tolerance.
There was an item on telly some time ago that I
remember, in which an English girl was living with a Muslim man. She was
wanting to marry him and to that end she converted to Islam. Even so, he has
told here his culture will never allow him to marry her. She was upset because she
didn’t understand why he couldn’t marry her. Top and bottom it of course, is
that a Muslim man expects his wife to be virgin on her wedding day. That
English lass wasn’t a virgin, hence no wedding. That is the problem with mixed-cultural
marriages/partnership. Similar things happen like that lass in various partnerships
throughout the world.
Did you know that an American couple living and
working here in the UK, will fly back to the States for the baby’s birth? The
reason for that is that only people born in the USA can become President of the
USA. So parents are not will to take the chance of not giving their kids the
chance to become President by letting them be born outside of the US.
That is due to the republican system of government
where the country’s to man is elected, not born in the job as with our royal
family. The idea that all men are equal (or supposedly so,) appeals to me much
more than our system. OK, I know I wouldn’t have ever got to the top man, but
there again, I wouldn’t vote for me anyway.
Enough of my drivel; today’s photo was taken by Kile
in the butterfly farm yesterday …
And today’s funny …
A small
plane pilot running out of gas found himself in the middle of the forest.
Spotting a group of hikers, he quickly made a sign saying “Where am I?”
The pilot put the sign to the window so they could see it. Conversing for a few
minutes, the hikers soon made their own sign and flashed it at the helicopter
pilot. Their sign said, “You’re in a helicopter.”
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