Tuesday, November 30, 2010

you want toughies?


or should I say Taffies - hi jinks in Cardiff at weekend... way to make snow angels..

One for 'Ampshire softies


Nieghbour has just popped out to wash the car.

Brrrr!


The snow is absolutely thrashing it down in 'Ull there seems no end to it!

Monday, November 29, 2010

The man who never was


Operation Mincemeat
Sunday, 5th December
21:00 on BBC Two
This is a docu/drama which is the true story of how the body of a dead and unknown tramp changed the course of WW2
My son's partner plays the girlfriend, Pam.
She is in Brisbane for a couple of weeks so will miss the broadcast so we have all got our recorders at the ready.
There are one or two trailers for the proramme currently being shown on the beeb but below is a link to another which will copy and paste intp browser.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p00cdhgh

happy birthday...

...oi!...it's me again!...and I've been instructed to wish a certain Stormin' Norman a right happy birthday!...

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Retirement!

WORKING PEOPLE FREQUENTLY ASK RETIRED PEOPLE WHAT THEY DO TO MAKE THEIR DAYS INTERESTING.

WELL,FOR EXAMPLE ,THE OTHER DAY MY WIFE AND I WENT TO TOWN AND WENT INTO A SHOP.

WE WERE ONLY IN THERE FOR ABOUT 5 MINUTES.WHEN WE CAME OUT,THERE WAS A COP WRITING A PARKING TICKET.

WE WENT UP TO HIM AND SAID"COME ON MATE, HOW ABOUT GIVING A SENIOR CITIZEN A BREAK?"

HE IGNORED US AND CONTINUED WRITING THE TICKET. I CALLED HIM AN OFFICIOUS TURD.

HE GLARED AT ME AND STARTED WRITING ANOTHER TICKET FOR WORN TYRES,

SO MY WIFE CALLED HIM A *ICKHEAD.

HE FINISHED THE SECOND TICKET AND PUT IT ON THE WINDSHIELD WIIH THE FIRST.

THEN HE STARTED WRITING THE THIRD TICKET.THIS WENT ON FOR ABOUT 20 MINUTES.

THE MORE WE ABUSED HIM THE MORE TICKETS HE WROTE.

PERSONALLY,WE DIDN'T CARE.WE CAME INTO TOWN BY BUS.

WE TRY TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN EACH DAY NOW WE'RE RETIRED.

IT'S IMPORTANT AT OUR AGE. 

Saturday, November 27, 2010

for Diane...

...and anyone else not au fait with this particular film...enjoy...

Friday, November 26, 2010

Men in tights



My record of the day, thought it hilarious - know how to put it on facebook but having problems with the BLog.... if you do get to see it have a laugh on me.... so funny :)

Keep warm you all.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thursday Caption competition

Titus da Wolf sez...

...I wuz born fer snow: it's wooferly stuff!...though my master and mistress might not agree as he couldn't play golf this day and she couldn't attend the Boots Special 'get extra points on yer advantage card' Day invitation!...

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

OmiG!...

...are you sitting comfortably?...then we'll begin!...

Kidgermareemageedoo







The weather outside is stormy....
Pacific salmon etc. I ad-libbed cut spinach

Monday, November 22, 2010

Windy Day at Cape Spear

Surveys....

Today's little gem came to me from National Public Radio. Apparently, a German Dr. Jan someone or other has spent some time blindfolding people and asking them to walk in a straight line. He's also blindfolded swimmers and asked them to swim in a straight line and, perhaps most extreme, blindfolded a driver and asked him to drive in a straight line. The result: nobody could do it. It seems we are just not programmed to walk straight once we are deprived of sight. Well.....DUH! Isn't that why we HAVE eyes?

Yet another missed opportunity, Paul!

Sunday, November 21, 2010

In The Arms Of an Angel - Sarah McLaughlin

Time for another musical interlude ?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phrmsq75sbw

This was on the charts the day I arrived in Northern Ontario. The music seemed to fit the vistas I was experiencing. (The piece was, to my mind, ruined when some yank put words to it..) I now live in the middle of part of the inspiration ... Diane is closer to the sunrise at 'Isle Bonaventure' which is also spectacular (Google a video version yourselves) Cheers Bill.

big "aaahhhhs" all round eh!...

Caption Contest

Late entry

Absent – minded society’s monthly meeting!

Who won?

English as she is spoken!

From Sir Alan Sugar
"You don't take no prisoners, do you?"
On BBC television!
nuff said ????

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Continuing the rant against failing English.....

Me, myself..........well, who the hell else. Even worse is me, myself, I think........It is self evident you do not!

Was it Fred or Bill who mentioned 'at this moment in time'? At this moment in what else, for God's sake......sausage?

I also have an aversion to compounded words being written as compound words. This is English, not German. We have suffixes and prefixes - and hyphens. They are there for a reason. Not criticising German you understand, they are perfectly entitled to do things their way. Sadly, their way has become ours via USA where something close to 50% of the population claim German heritage - with a considerable contribution to AMERICAN LIKE WOT SHE IS SPOKE!

Somehow, though, the greatest abhorrence occurs in Louisiana - where the influence is predominantly French with a dash of Spanish, German and Creole (the latter known locally as Boogaloo) - we British were vanquished at the Battle of New Orleans (although I argue this was a change of wind in river conditions rather than military brilliance or superiority). Such gems as 'What you done did?' and 'Where yo momma be at?', 'Where you gonna be at?' are common parlance - and I was taught that ending a sentence with a preposition was the eighth deadly sin!

Sent to me from one of our “colonies”!

Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken
McNuggets.
I asked for a half dozen nuggets.
'We don't have half dozen nuggets,' said the teenager at the counter.
'You don't?' I replied.
'We only have six, nine, or twelve,' was the reply.
'So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?'
'That's right.'
So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets
(Unbelievable but sadly true...)
TWO
I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the
belt close to mine. I picked up one of those 'dividers' that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed.
After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the 'divider', looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it.
Not finding the bar code, she said to me, 'Do you know how much this is?'
I said to her 'I've changed my mind; I don't think I'll buy that today.'
She said 'OK,' and I paid her for the things and left.
She had no clue to what had just happened.

THREE

A woman at work was seen putting a credit card into her floppy drive and pulling it out very quickly.
When I inquired as to what she was doing, she said she was shopping on the Internet and they kept asking
for a credit card number, so she was using the ATM 'thingy.'
(keep shuddering!!)
FOUR
I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. 'Do you need some help?' I asked.
She replied, 'I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I
can't get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?'
'Hmmm, I don't know. Do you have an alarm, too?' I asked.
'No, just this remote thingy,' she answered, handing it and the car keys to me.  As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, 'Why don't you drive over there and check about the batteries. It's a long walk....'
PLEASE just lay down before you hurt yourself !!!

Friday, November 19, 2010

BREKKY...

I watched the old film " The happiest days" (16 parts on u-tube) It prompted me to having fish cakes with my eggs this morning. I had completely forgotten about them and they were thoroughly enjoyed ... I was then reminded of Manx Kippers and this led me to thinking what a narrow breakfast menu we have here in Canada. I warrant that only 1 in 20 Canucks can handle an egg cup... As to Black Puddings, forget it.....

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Valerie Alp

Does anyone out there remember Valerie Alp from 50 - 55 - this has just gone on Guest Book


Wondered if anyone remembers my sister who very sadly died whilst at school in January 1955 after returning from Christmas Hols. We were living in Dusseldorf at the time and I was only 10 but remember so clearly her stories of PRS. Would love to hear frome someone

if you let me know I will give you the contact details

Unfortunately the next New Cavalier has gone to print so we can't put anything in there till next March now - but some of you from 50's might be able to help?

Thursday Caption competition


Answers please

I'm back also...

Well I am, but my one piece of checked baggage went to Toronto for a holiday. Checked in at Heathrow for Montreal, by the time I realised the worst had happened when the baggage carousel had stopped delivering in Montreal, I was being paged to report to the Air Canada desk. They already knew the case had gone to Toronto, had to fill in form, then go for my connecting flight to Charlottetown. Another 5 hours wait. The case will be delivered to my door by taxi this afternoon, no wonder Air Canada is struggling to make any money. Was I peeved, you bet I was. Left Tidworth at 7am local time, got to Charlottetown at 11.55pm local time - length of travel time including waiting - 21 hours. Will never fly via Montreal again, felt like parachuting out as we passed over the Maritimes. And for an international airport, the domestic flights waiting area is dreadful. Anyway, rant over. Have a good day....:)))))

I’m Back!

LaughingLaughingLaughingLaughing

Lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an
organization.
Last week, we took some friends to a
new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the
waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt
pocket.
It seemed a little strange. When the busboy
brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also
had a spoon in his shirt pocket.
Then I looked
around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their
pockets.
When the waiter came back to serve our
soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?'
'Well, 'he
explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired Andersen
Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several
months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the
most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a
drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per
hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce
the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15
man-hours per shift.'
As luck would have it, I
dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his
spare.
'I'll get another spoon next time I go to
the kitchen instead of making an extra trip to get it
right now.' I was impressed.
I also noticed that
there was a string hanging out of the waiter's
fly.
Looking around, I saw that all of the waiters
had the same string hanging from their flies.. So, before
he walked off, I asked the waiter, 'Excuse me, but can
you
tell me why you have that string right there?'
"Oh,
certainly!' Then he lowered his voice. "Not everyone is
so
observant. The consulting firm I mentioned also learned
that we can save time in the restroom. By tying this
string to the tip of our you-know what, we can pull it
out
without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our
hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by
76.39%.
I asked quietly, "After you get it out, how
do you put it back?'
'Well,' he whispered, 'I don't
know about the others, but I use the
spoon.'

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Miss Canada Pageant


The 'Ugly Duckling' in the flesh. I took this beauty for runs in Hamilton. ON. when she was only 6 - 7 yrs. of age, you couldn't see her face for the shock of hair. She is the grandaughter of Kathy's eldest sister Marion (Tomorrow we take her , Marion, to North Bay for foot surgery) You may see the other 40 contestants on the website and vote.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A recipe for you...

I thought this sounded good! Here is a turkey recipe that also includes
the use of popcorn as a stuffing ingredient -- imagine that. When I found
this recipe, I thought it was perfect for people like me, who just are not
sure how to tell when turkey is thoroughly cooked, but not dried out. Give
this a try.


8 - 15 lb. turkey
1 cup melted butter
1 cup stuffing (Pepperidge Farm is Good)
1 cup un-popped popcorn (ORVILLE REDENBACHER'S LOW FAT IS BEST)
Salt/pepper to taste

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Brush turkey well with melted butter, salt,
and pepper.

Fill cavity with stuffing and popcorn. Place in baking pan making sure the
neck end is toward the front of the oven, not the back.

After about 4 hours listen for the popping sounds.

When the turkey's arse explodes, blows the oven door open and the bird flies across the room,.... it's done.

And, you thought I didn't cook...

happy birthday...

...to Carol!...

Monday, November 15, 2010

Just received from a Manx Buddy

The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats, and have therefore raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved". Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross". The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940, when tea supplies nearly ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to "A Bloody Nuisance". The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588, when threatened by the Spanish Armada.The Scots have raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards". They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender". The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing". Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides".The Germans have increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs". They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbour" and "Lose".Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual; the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.Americans meanwhile, and as usual, are carrying out pre-emptive strikes on all of their allies "just in case".Canada doesn't have any alert levels.New Zealand has raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA". Due to continuing defense cutbacks, New Zealand has only one more level of escalation, which is "I hope Australia will come and rescue us".Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be alright, mate". Three more escalation levels remain: "Crikey!", "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is cancelled". So far no situation has ever warranted use of the final escalation level

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Robert W.Service

This was my father's most poignant 11-11 poem. I give only the first verse for reasons you may appreciate, should you read the remaining verses. It refers to the Boer War and pre-dates MacCrae's epic.

The cruel war was over -- oh, the triumph was so sweet!We watched the troops returning, through our tears;There was triumph, triumph, triumph down the scarlet glittering street,And you scarce could hear the music for the cheers.And you scarce could see the house-tops for the flags that flew between;The bells were pealing madly to the sky;And everyone was shouting for the Soldiers of the Queen,And the glory of an age was passing by.And then there came a shadow, swift and sudden, dark and drear;The bells were silent, not an echo stirred.The flags were drooping sullenly, the men forgot to cheer;We waited, and we never spoke a word.The sky grew darker, darker, till from out the gloomy rackThere came a voice that checked the heart with dread:"Tear down, tear down your bunting now, and hang up sable black;They are coming -- it's the Army of the Dead."

Friday, November 12, 2010

When did 'is' become a suffix....and why?

Am I alone in noticing the pervasive use of 'is' as a suffix?

- The thingis is......
- The factis is......
- The reasonis is.......

and perhaps my least favourite example:

- What itis is.......

That's ALMOST as annoying as 'there ARE a number of.........'

:-)

Friday rant over! Have a good weekend you lot.

The Washington Post's Mensa Invitational

Readers were invited to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.

Here are the winners:

1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject
financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
2. Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.
3. Intaxicaton: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it
was your money to start with.
4. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
5. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from
penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down
in the near future.
6. Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
7. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
8. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't
get it.
9. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
10. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)
11. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad
vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious
bummer.
12. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only
things that are good for you.
13. Glibido: All talk and no action.
14. Dopeler Effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at
you rapidly.
15. Arachnoleptic Fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've
accidentally walked through a spider web.
16. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at
three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
17. Caterpallor ( n.): The color you turn after finding half a worm in the fruit
you're eating.

The Washington Post has also published the winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words.

And the winners are:

1. Coffee, n. The person upon whom one coughs.
2. Flabbergasted, adj. Appalled by discovering how much weight one has gained.
3. Abdicate, v. To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
4. esplanade, v. To attempt an explanation while drunk.
5. Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.
6. Negligent, adj. Absentmindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.
7. Lymph, v. To walk with a lisp.
8. Gargoyle, n. Olive-flavoured mouthwash.
9. Flatulence, n. Emergency vehicle that picks up someone who has been run over by
a steamroller.
10. Balderdash, n. A rapidly receding hairline.
11. Testicle, n. A humorous question on an exam.
12. Rectitude, n. The formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
13. Pokemon, n. A Rastafarian proctologist.
14. Oyster, n. A person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
15. Frisbeetarianism, n. The belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the
roof and gets stuck there.
16. Circumvent, n. An opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.

Some more to remember

Not sure who this young man is - some Welsh relative - does anyone recognise the hat and badge - presume it is more likely WWI than II

My dad in Sinagpore


Ivor Griffiths - another relative from Cardiff

Son Paul on Ark Royal on way to Iraq





Son Mark off on patrol in Iraq

Thursday, November 11, 2010

11th November 2010 Let us Remember

Sorry Ladies

Thursday Caption Competition


AND NOW!..............Answers on a postcard, please.

I'm worried..........

I'm very concerned about our Helga.......I've the feeling she's spending entirely too much time in Walmart with her camera!

Helen & Bill Lees MS Amsterdam

Kathy and I have two close friends enjoying an extended cruise on the above. On Nov. 13th and 14th they are docked in Sydney (OZ of course) Today they are in Brisbane. I'm sure they would be pleasantly surprised if a local were to give them a call. Brief Bio. They are both from N. Ireland. came to Canada in the 50's he is a P.Eng (ret.) Our two families built houses in North Bay (physically) they on Trout Lake-we on Nipissing. We had the birth of our kids around the same time. (offspring now in their 40's) They currently live in Thunder Bay.ON... Cheers Bill.

Tuesday, November 09, 2010

A nice one for petrol heads


There are Minis and there are Minis

1953'ish

Good advice from Bahamas



One of our Rodney boy PRSites on holiday sent this photo from Bahamas

Monday, November 08, 2010

Why I don't own a gun!

A guy goes hunting.

He leans his gun against a tree.

Just then, a gust of wind blows, the gun falls over and

Discharges, shooting him in the genitals.

Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed, he was approached by his Doctor.



"Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is

That you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, but

There was very little internal damage and we were able to remove all of

The buckshot."



"What's the bad news?" asked the hunter.



"The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive buckshot damage

Done to your penis which left quite a few holes in it. I'm going to

Have to refer you to my sister."



"Well I guess that isn't too bad," the hunter replied. "Is your sister

A plastic surgeon?"





Not exactly," answered the doctor. "She's a flute player in the West

Virginia Symphony Orchestra. She's going to teach you where to put your

Fingers so you don't pee in your eye."

Now this IS REALLY serious


Some folk just cannot be cheered up!

Serious of 1960


Now, this is what serious looks like Helga, can you beat that!

happy birthday, Rupert!...

...I have it on good authority that Rupert the Bear is 90 years old this day!...