The weather is changeable, the changes are a little difficult to predict. I have been soaked twice today.
Things are much worse for our PM who has sought sanctuary in South Africa, he says he is on a trade mission……..Why? Who would pay him? He has never done a commercial days work in his life. Probably had a winter holiday booked and considered that ruining the country is only a one day a week job.
I feel sorry for poor D’D’Dithering David. He never ever thought he would be elected. So sad for us that he was or maybe he wasn’t, it was too close to count. D’D’David there may be a house for you to rent just outside Cape Town………Mark Thatcher once lived there. Before, even a liberal and modern South Africa, kicked the fat crooks backside out.
A sorry state we are in. Our two most senior police officers have just resigned. At that level it is usually a euphemism for quit before one is sacked and loses a big fat pension……I suspect they live in Chipping Norton as well.
Yesterday I went down to Darlington and had a wonderful day. I watched the German Moto GP on a wide screen television. Took me a few minutes to persuade the bar manageress to switch from golf but what a wonderful race. Nobody fell off, an exhibition of perfect bike control. Brilliant riding by one and all and from the front to the back of the field. A race nobody should have lost.
I did miss bits……..I was multi tasking…………Taste testing Grolsch! I missed the bar manageress’s bottom once! Her cleavage ….Twice!. That V. Rossi owes me a drink. All right for him, sitting out there on some one else's bike having fun in the sun and finishing midfield. I like ladies curves! Exhausting concentrating on four things at once……….I need more eyes or a red button on my forehead. That way I could just give it a touch and get the highlights from six camera angles.
We then switched back to golf! It’s like snooker but the table takes up half a small country. Now I’m very happy that Darren Clarke won. I’m very sorry his wife died of cancer………wait a moment……Is It Me? He is poking a ball round a links course near Reigate that doesn’t even let ladies in and he is a hero. No way, he only won cos it was windy……………and cos the others were worse! He earns twice as much as a motor bicyclist.
There is little justice in this world. If the Five Counties want heroes they have to look no further than the late Dunlop brothers. He misses a putt by three inches and he’s standing still, has a helper to carry his sticks, pick the one he is to swipe the ball with and offer advice in which direction the ball should go.. The bike riders have to position the bike lap after lap perfectly. They are heroic a golf or a tennis player isn’t. The hardest decision for a golfer is what daft pair of trousers to wear today……………I don’t play golf unless there are little tunnels, a plastic clown or two and windmills. If I fancy a walk by the seaside I don’t want it ruined by having to hit and chase after a ball. That’s what dogs do!
Here are some photos………………….
Today is much the same, went out……………got wet……………came back…………..moved. Set the feeders up and shot these……………
A House Sparrow. It’s a bit windy today………….This one came through the window and into the van. No harm done the dogs were good and didn’t snap at it. I caught it and away it went straight back to the feeder.
Sorry for the rant but I really am beginning to let d-d-dithering David get to me. Time to open a can of beer and forget him. With a little luck he will have mislaid his passport and be refused entry upon his return. ‘From a freebee holiday in a Murdoch company villa?’. I invented the last bit.
I’ll get out of bed the other side tomorrow…….mean taking a hacksaw to the back of the truck but worth it. I just thought I could move my pillow to the other side of the van………….that’s lateral thinking.