Not a very good photo but it shows that there is life in the garden. This is the first grape hyacinth to appear
07 January 2011
The first stirrings in the garden
Not a very good photo but it shows that there is life in the garden. This is the first grape hyacinth to appear
06 January 2011
05 January 2011
A Winter afternoon in Hornchurch
Trying out my new wide angle zoom lens at St Andrew Church, Hornchurch
For the advice of Crushed By Ingsoc
This is a reminder that I do not give a shit about your feud with Ubermouth. Your last comment on the subject has been deleted. All future comments will be deleted.
The same also applies to any other comments by anyone else on this matter.
The same also applies to any other comments by anyone else on this matter.
04 January 2011
Once again the TV show QI turns out to be marvelous source of information. One thing I never thought I would ever hear is a discussion of the benefits of using a goose as as an alternative to toilet paper!
But this is not a new idea, it is from Rabelais' work Gargantua. Chapter XIII, titled "How Gargantua's wonderful understanding became known to his father Grangousier, by the invention of a torchecul or wipebreech" is devoted solely to the discovery of the best and most comfortable way to wipe one's rear end.
Paper is described thus: Who his foul tail with paper wipes, Shall at his ballocks leave some chips.
In the search for a better and more effetive method of wiping roudn the ringpiece, Gargantua says:
Afterwards I wiped my bum, said Gargantua, with a kerchief, with a pillow, with a pantoufle, with a pouch, with a pannier, but that was a wicked and unpleasant torchecul; then with a hat. Of hats, note that some are shorn, and others shaggy, some velveted, others covered with taffeties, and others with satin. The best of all these is the shaggy hat, for it makes a very neat abstersion of the fecal matter.
Afterwards I wiped my tail with a hen, with a cock, with a pullet, with a calf's skin, with a hare, with a pigeon, with a cormorant, with an attorney's bag, with a montero, with a coif, with a falconer's lure. But, to conclude, I say and maintain, that of all torcheculs, arsewisps, bumfodders, tail-napkins, bunghole cleansers, and wipe-breeches, there is none in the world comparable to the neck of a goose, that is well downed, if you hold her head betwixt your legs.
And believe me therein upon mine honour, for you will thereby feel in your nockhole a most wonderful pleasure, both in regard of the softness of the said down and of the temporate heat of the goose, which is easily communicated to the bum-gut and the rest of the inwards, in so far as to come even to the regions of the heart and brains.
And think not that the felicity of the heroes and demigods in the Elysian fields consisteth either in their asphodel, ambrosia, or nectar, as our old women here used to say; but in this, according to my judgment, that they wipe their tails with the neck of a goose, holding her head betwixt their legs, and such is the opinion of Master John of Scotland, alias Scotus.
Perhaps best not to use this goose neck though
And I would not have known this but for QI given that I have never read Gargantua! Dodgy 2011 predictions can wait until tomorrow...
But this is not a new idea, it is from Rabelais' work Gargantua. Chapter XIII, titled "How Gargantua's wonderful understanding became known to his father Grangousier, by the invention of a torchecul or wipebreech" is devoted solely to the discovery of the best and most comfortable way to wipe one's rear end.
Paper is described thus: Who his foul tail with paper wipes, Shall at his ballocks leave some chips.
In the search for a better and more effetive method of wiping roudn the ringpiece, Gargantua says:
Afterwards I wiped my bum, said Gargantua, with a kerchief, with a pillow, with a pantoufle, with a pouch, with a pannier, but that was a wicked and unpleasant torchecul; then with a hat. Of hats, note that some are shorn, and others shaggy, some velveted, others covered with taffeties, and others with satin. The best of all these is the shaggy hat, for it makes a very neat abstersion of the fecal matter.
Afterwards I wiped my tail with a hen, with a cock, with a pullet, with a calf's skin, with a hare, with a pigeon, with a cormorant, with an attorney's bag, with a montero, with a coif, with a falconer's lure. But, to conclude, I say and maintain, that of all torcheculs, arsewisps, bumfodders, tail-napkins, bunghole cleansers, and wipe-breeches, there is none in the world comparable to the neck of a goose, that is well downed, if you hold her head betwixt your legs.
And believe me therein upon mine honour, for you will thereby feel in your nockhole a most wonderful pleasure, both in regard of the softness of the said down and of the temporate heat of the goose, which is easily communicated to the bum-gut and the rest of the inwards, in so far as to come even to the regions of the heart and brains.
And think not that the felicity of the heroes and demigods in the Elysian fields consisteth either in their asphodel, ambrosia, or nectar, as our old women here used to say; but in this, according to my judgment, that they wipe their tails with the neck of a goose, holding her head betwixt their legs, and such is the opinion of Master John of Scotland, alias Scotus.
Perhaps best not to use this goose neck though
And I would not have known this but for QI given that I have never read Gargantua! Dodgy 2011 predictions can wait until tomorrow...
Dubious predictions for 2011 part 1
Mentalist the Amazing Kreskin brings good and bad news for 2011
The good news is that there WILL be an end to the current war on terror; the bad news is that nobody : Nobody alive will be around to see the end.
The famed "mentalist" says the war on terror won't be over for at least 150 years and is basing his prediction on both intuition and history.
Kreskin also predicts more problems for Lindsay Lohan because of the company she keeps (although this one is a bit like shooting fish in a barrel).
This is definitely a cue to dredge up some dud psychic predictions….
The good news is that there WILL be an end to the current war on terror; the bad news is that nobody : Nobody alive will be around to see the end.
The famed "mentalist" says the war on terror won't be over for at least 150 years and is basing his prediction on both intuition and history.
Kreskin also predicts more problems for Lindsay Lohan because of the company she keeps (although this one is a bit like shooting fish in a barrel).
This is definitely a cue to dredge up some dud psychic predictions….
An expected pleasure.
I purchased 10 CDs (vols 4-13) from the Mindrocker series on CD just after Christmas (rather cheaply I hasten to add for the benefit of those worried about where my pay off is going!) . During the 80s there was an explosion of of compilations of obscure 6os US garage bands, the Pebbles series being the best known. While containing tracks from some of the better known bands of this genre, including the Moving Sidewalks (a forerunner of ZZ Top) the real treat for me is finally to have Captain Groovy and his Bubblegum Army on VD. I did have this song on vinyl at one time but god knows what became of that particular LP.
Anyway, for your delight and delectation (and not for the first time on this blog) I present Captain Groovy in all his glory!
Ain't I a saddo!
Anyway, for your delight and delectation (and not for the first time on this blog) I present Captain Groovy in all his glory!
Ain't I a saddo!
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