Blog Reality
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| Dan at (http://allthatcomeswithit.com/) |
Blogging has all of the benefits of reading a good book. Your imagination takes flight and all of those connecting "holes" in the narrative are filled with your own creativity and invention, so the reality of meeting a blog character, could well be a bit of a challenge to one's mental image of that person and indeed to the reality of the place they choose to show you through blog photographs and imagery.
I have mental images of.most of the blog writers I have chosen to follow, even though I already know what some of them look like.
Maura,Kim and Dia in my mind, all have a look and the warmth of someone like actress Emma Thompson; whereas someone like Tom leaves me with an impression that he is a kind of impish Nigel Havers......Jim, I am sure resembles everyones' favourite uncle and Tracey MUST have a bit of a young Joan Rivers about her......sigh, I could go on and on ........suffice to say that Dan, well just was like I thought he would be, affable and down to earth.
Anyhow the rest of the short and cold day, I have been catching up with coop cleaning and field tidying. The fox is back as the the remains of the young cockerel that survived the snow last week was dotted near to the turkey enclosure. He must have been late back to roost on Saturday when I was away! I couldn't find him on Sunday when I returned!...turn your back for one minute and ALWAYS something happens eh?....I told you that he was on borrowed time
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| Albert watching the quail VERY closely as William looks on |
Silent Monks Singing Halleluia
I just HAD to steal this video from fellow blogger Dave at
http://anothermilemarker.blogspot.com/ it is absolutely wonderful!
Another big up for being a University Student!
Enjoy!!!
Matt Cardle sings She's Always A Woman - The X Factor Live Semi-Final - ...
You'd thought I'd forgotten my Matt hadn't you?
Oh no...I just couldn't overlook the sexy Essex warbler!
Under par..... and full of man flu.....he's still in the game and I wouldn't mind mopping his fevered brow with a hankie!
No other news today......Chris is battling nicotine withdrawal....I am battling kitchen dirt.......and Constance, fed up with the cold weather pissed herself in her dog bed!!!
Yeap a normal day in paradise
A Winter Wedding in Sheffield
Sometimes you just know that the warmth of catching up with old friends is well worth the effort,time and expense of a winter's journey.
Yesterday in a surprisingly easy trans Pennine rail trip, I descended into a somewhat snowbound Sheffield, to catch up with old bud Mike and to attend "Bel-Ami's" daughter's wedding "do".
Despite my country wellies and woolly hat, it was delightful to be back in my "home" city...and even nicer to have the briefest of vacations from animal husbandry and village claustrophobia!
I got to Sheffield at 3pm, checked into my hotel ( a treat from Chris), then had a mooch around the city centre as thousands of Sheffielders now free from the week's blizzard conditions, literally did the same.
I absolutely loved being "one in the crowd" and ambled around the Winter Gardens and the Peace Gardens before stopping for a coffee in the Millennium Galleries. I perused the books at Waterstones in Orchard Square, did a circuit of John Lewis and then, fully re urbanised went to meet up with Mike in All Bar One for wine, gossip and much chuckling
At 8.30pm we caught a taxi to the Kenwood Hotel in Netheredge and arrived fashionably late for the wedding reception!
Weddings by definition are highly good natured affairs, and last night's "do" didn't disappoint . I caught up with more old friends , drank too much gin and woke up this morning bright eyed and bushy tailed and very happy after a rejuvenating "touching of bases"
It was lovely to see Mike, John (aka Bel), Bev and of course the bride...the gamine Elizabeth
The weather West of the Pennines was glorious this morning and the early rail journey home was enhanced by a group of nine university students who embarked on a lively, intelligent and interesting debate on the merits of drone warfare in the seats behind me.
Polite, informed, opinionated and bright these young things gave me an abject lesson in the positivism and optimism of youth......it was a welcomed change to listen to them talk----especially as the conversation was free of the usual vulgarities, celebrities and sex....subjects usually discussed by your average teen!
Who says a university education doesn't pay eh?
Anyhow now its back to normality.....to farting bulldogs, messy footprints in the kitchen and a field full of chattering beaks to feed............sigh!
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| One of Sheffield's newer city centre Buildings |
Yesterday in a surprisingly easy trans Pennine rail trip, I descended into a somewhat snowbound Sheffield, to catch up with old bud Mike and to attend "Bel-Ami's" daughter's wedding "do".
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| The Christmas Tree in front of the Town Hall |
I got to Sheffield at 3pm, checked into my hotel ( a treat from Chris), then had a mooch around the city centre as thousands of Sheffielders now free from the week's blizzard conditions, literally did the same.
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| The Christmas lights at Tudor Square |
Weddings by definition are highly good natured affairs, and last night's "do" didn't disappoint . I caught up with more old friends , drank too much gin and woke up this morning bright eyed and bushy tailed and very happy after a rejuvenating "touching of bases"
It was lovely to see Mike, John (aka Bel), Bev and of course the bride...the gamine Elizabeth
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| Mike, Bel Ami,Filo, and fat bastard me |
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| Part of the city centre this morning |
Polite, informed, opinionated and bright these young things gave me an abject lesson in the positivism and optimism of youth......it was a welcomed change to listen to them talk----especially as the conversation was free of the usual vulgarities, celebrities and sex....subjects usually discussed by your average teen!
Who says a university education doesn't pay eh?
Anyhow now its back to normality.....to farting bulldogs, messy footprints in the kitchen and a field full of chattering beaks to feed............sigh!
Operation Wedding Reception
The trains are getting through to Sheffield , so with trusty wellies on feet
Operation Wedding reception is on!!!
The Mist Revisited
The Mist is an interesting and underrated movie which took a cross section of the American public and documented just how they fared when faced with the deadly threat of supernatural monsters ( the monsters being an obvious metaphor for the terrorist threat post 9/11)
In a similar vein the few Atlanta survivors of the Zombie threat in The Walking Dead have to face their own demons, prejudices and sense of self as a result of disaster.(though the characters are not quite as defined as they were in the movie)
The survivor group comprises of rednecks hunter and cop Norman Reedus and Jon Bernthal , moderate career girl Laurie Holden and liberal old guy Jeffrey DeMunn as well as the usual mousy housewife, obligatory nice black couple and couple of cute kids and it is slightly unfortunate that we don't see quite enough of the psychological hoops the cross section of this American population has to jump through when faced with a terrible non homegrown threat.
I will watch with interest how this cracking and at times terribly tense tv series will turn out in the newly commissioned second series.................hummm if the same thing happened to me...I would be the soft as butter East Coast Liberal hiding behind the redneck holding a crossbow!
The first casualty of Winter
One of the ghost hens is looking a little worse for wear. The freezing weather, I am sure, has not helped at all.,but with her comb now a deep congested red, it is obvious that something cardiac is going on with her.
I know the ghost hens have already out lived their allotted time; to be honest they should not have really survived into Autumn, but survive they have, and I am still hopeful that three of the girls out of the original six will live to see 2011.
The sick ghost is now holed up into a nesting box with water and feed. Her three sisters have refused to leave the warmth of the house and are presently eating a load of white bread which has been thoughtfully donated to me by neighbour Joanne
I am slightly saddened by the hen's deterioration.....I have so much affection for these fat old girls
The rest of the birds with the exception of the Bourbon turkeys are coping well.
The old hens, who are old hands at this snow lark, migrate daily to one particular field border where they manage to stand in the weak sun for all of the daylight hours, but the turkeys being thick as mince have not learnt that trick as yet. Both females Lizzy and Jane are moulting too, which is unfortunate, as the poor girls have huge bald patches on their chests and necks. After a bit of bribing (with apple) I have encouraged them to shelter in the duck house for the morning
The weather here remains cold but at least we have no more snow. I will hopefully get over to Sheffield tomorrow by train, yet need to fill the water butts today, in readiness for Chris to look after the stock, tomorrow.....The exterior water tap is still frozen...so , I have the a mammoth job of bucket carrying from kitchen tap to field!
hey ho
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| The Ghost hen's borrowed time was finally up this afternoon |
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| The Front Garden |
I know the ghost hens have already out lived their allotted time; to be honest they should not have really survived into Autumn, but survive they have, and I am still hopeful that three of the girls out of the original six will live to see 2011.
The sick ghost is now holed up into a nesting box with water and feed. Her three sisters have refused to leave the warmth of the house and are presently eating a load of white bread which has been thoughtfully donated to me by neighbour Joanne
I am slightly saddened by the hen's deterioration.....I have so much affection for these fat old girls
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| Bingley feeling the cold |
The old hens, who are old hands at this snow lark, migrate daily to one particular field border where they manage to stand in the weak sun for all of the daylight hours, but the turkeys being thick as mince have not learnt that trick as yet. Both females Lizzy and Jane are moulting too, which is unfortunate, as the poor girls have huge bald patches on their chests and necks. After a bit of bribing (with apple) I have encouraged them to shelter in the duck house for the morning
The weather here remains cold but at least we have no more snow. I will hopefully get over to Sheffield tomorrow by train, yet need to fill the water butts today, in readiness for Chris to look after the stock, tomorrow.....The exterior water tap is still frozen...so , I have the a mammoth job of bucket carrying from kitchen tap to field!
hey ho
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