The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
But Jams? To the octoplogulons? What have you done? And what will be done to you? That's not a question. I know. Good luck eight times over poor rented boy.
A brilliant effect. You really are SO good!
ReplyDeleteThanks Calum. I am leased. I thought I could see something in the fountains. It took a few shots but I got them!
ReplyDeleteYour Nikon is going to beat Kandinsky, Jams. Cool.
ReplyDeleteOoh thanks Snoopy, Now for some Cosacks!
ReplyDelete"Thanks Calum. I am leased"...
ReplyDeleteBloody Hell! Who have you leased yourself out to? That's a bit extreme isn't it? Still, at least you have not actually sold out.
Most people are bought and sold. I am just rented!
ReplyDeleteBut Jams? To the octoplogulons? What have you done? And what will be done to you? That's not a question. I know. Good luck eight times over poor rented boy.
ReplyDeleteAH mercifully not. I am heeding your advice about those reprobates!
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