Well this bike was pretty new in early 50's - some of us started
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Last night, with torrential rain falling on
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Finally got a trip to Bucklers Hard, after wanting to go there for years. It was lovely, beautiful day, interesting museum. The thatched building was Lord Montagues bath house way back when. The poster is interesting to me because Bucklers Hard was once called Montagu Town, and the 3rd earl of Montagu was George Brudenell. I live in Montague, and the community next to it is Brudenell. Incidentally the drive through the New Forest was breathtaking.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
We had a wonderful time in France, including a 4 day boat trip on the Charente River, starting in Cognac up to Chateauneuf and back, not very far but wonderful none the less. Why I mention this river is because it is famous for the escape of the "Cockleshell Heroes" after they mined warships in Bordeaux harbour, they then canoed hundreds of miles until the Resistance helped them. There is a plaque to commemorate this. It is a beautiful river and we had a great time.
Monday, July 16, 2007
At Dawn the telephone rings.
"Hello, Senor Rod? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country house."
"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senior Rod, that your parrot died."
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"
"Si Senor, that's the one."
"Darn--that's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he
"From eating rotten meat, Senior Rod."
"Rotten meat? Who the heck fed him rotten meat?!"
"Nobody, senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, Senor Rod."
"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"
"Yes, Senor Rod, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane? What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Senor"
"Good Lord! What are you talking about, Man?"
"The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."
"What the heck? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a
candle??!!!" Yes, Senor Rod."
"But there's electricity at the house!!! What was the candle for?"
"For the funeral, Senor Rod."
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL?!!"
"Your wife;s, Senor Rod...she showed up one night out of the blue and I
thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike
LONG, LONG, SILENCE...
"Ernest, if you broke that driver, you are in deep doodoo!!!"
Saturday, July 14, 2007
From this they concluded that about half the American population were morons ( a technical term indicating a mental age of 8-12 years, whereas imbeciles have a mental age of 3-7 and idiots of 2 or less).
A mental age of 8 was considered adequate for military service.
There are two amazing facts here. First, the Americans are a lot smarter than we’ve been led to believe and secondly, the hierarchy of labels is perhaps not what we would have expected - apparently it’s a lot better to be a moron or an imbecile than an idiot!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
The cat went over the side sometime last night, all the chocolate biscuits have gone and even the hammock’s got a hole in it…………..
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
If each new light bulb consumes half the energy and yet costs me ten times more to replace then there’s no real saving – even if the light bulb lasts twice as long. The key word of course is ‘lasts’. Way back in the last century they invented a cheap light bulb that would last forever. The light bulb industry quickly realised that once each house had bought the requisite number of bulbs their invention would put them out of business. Since then, they and every other industry have been busy investing billions in 'built in obsolescence', so that we continue to buy and consume. This is what is slowly raping the planet. Back in 1963 Vance Packard detailed all this in his book The Waste Makers, in it he explains how in a free market economy, manufacturers have make rubbish to survive. What he has to say is even more valid today.
As I write, I have an electric lawn mower. The switch works via a dead man’s handle. Inside, it is actuated by a flimsy piece of plastic carefully designed in such a way, so that it only survives a limited number of operations and furthermore so that it cannot be repaired. Now, a lawn mower with a perfectly functioning electric motor is being consigned to the bin, all the copper windings to be lost in some landfill site. Meanwhile somewhere in Africa they will be digging the hole deeper for more copper for my next lawn mower. I have a wrap around shower curtain that glides on nylon runners which have also failed. The kind of nylon that fatigues and perishes with use. New runners of course cannot be obtained. I need a new shower curtain which requires also removing the floor pan – cost £1200! Luckily, I know an engineer who can make me aluminium runners. Cost -pence. If they had been fitted originally the shower would have lasted years. Two months ago the electric motor in my tumble drier failed, the new motor costs as almost as much as a new drier – it’s uneconomic to repair! Of course the new motor doesn’t really cost that much, but it’s all part of the great conspiracy. I’ll buy my light bulbs and cut back on my holidays, but the real villains will continue to rape our planet making rubbish so that they and we can wallow in money.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Preferred hairstyles included long, Brylcreemed hair with a quiff at the front, and the sides combed back to form a 'DA' (duck's arse) at the rear .
The fashion was largely over by 1960, corresponding with the death of the first phase of Rock n’ Roll (The Day the Music Died). Most young people still weren’t ready to break with their parents and/or were put off by the strictures Society heaped on the Teds. A later generation returned to the fray; those more wedded to fashion became Mods and those who remained loyal to Rock n’ Roll became Rockers. The Teds were later resurrected in the 1970’s and the fashion became exaggerated and grossly caricatured by groups such as Showaddywaddy.