Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Whoops

Er … I kinda ran out of dumb photos for WTF Monday posts.
What with that and being crazy busy at work and getting home late and then sitting and watching Wimbledon while slurping noodles I never got around to posting yesterday.

This might (or might not; depending on how things go) be the norm for the next couple of weeks as I do enjoy watching those lithe and leggy gals bouncing around in short skirts.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Stained Glass Sunday

And the Lord saith:
"She was THIS fat!
I mean, what the fuck?
Her profile said 'average' body type.
How is that average?
What is this? America?
I'll never trust an online dating site again as long as I live.
Sheesh!"

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Saturday Statuary - Happy Face

Norwich Cathedral again … This time it's a statue of a woman wondering how she managed to put on her shawl and trap her arm in it.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Car Porn Thursday - Mascot

Rally drivers are not the most sophisticated of cultural æsthetes. When it comes to a lucky mascot, what do they choose?

Yup … Special Patrol Group: the homicidal hamster from The Young Ones. Ah, the eighties … what the hell was that all about?

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Monday, June 17, 2013

WTF Monday - Lard-Ass Britain

That's not a belt; that's an EQUATOR!

Glad to be bucking the fat fucker trend. I'm having to buy new belts for my new trousers as I kept having to poke new holes in my old fat belts. Yay for being a normal shape again thanks to Old Dive's Miracle Non-Diet™.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Summer Bummer

Well, we're still waiting for spring to arrive here, but today we've by-passed it and gone straight from winter to the classic English Summer … a hailstorm from hell has just trashed my white lilac.
The picture was taken last week, but I just got home from Breakfast Club to find the corpse of the tree laying by the back door in an inch of ice.
Hey, fuckity ho. Here we go.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Car Porn Thursday

It's that Mini again. Cute, yet somehow bonkers.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Wednesday Window

More below-stairs action from Blickling this week. If only my kitchen sink were anywhere near as nice.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

A Sunny Sunday Stroll

As it's still officially February here, last Sunday morning we donned sweaters, coats and scarves and headed out into the summer heat. The blue sky and bright sunshine lightened our hearts.

We headed to the Cathedral to celebrate the successful fledging of all four of this year's peregrine chicks and managed to see at least some of the new family. They're pretty hard to spot so I've circled them in red.

The brightness of the sunshine made photographing them really easy … er …

Here's one of the adults in a classic movie pose, pretending to be Batman watching over Gotham.

This chick was yelling and shrieking at its parents to come and feed it. Just like kids everywhere.

It's still got a lot of downy feathers, which considering the bitter nor'easterly that was blowing seemed a sensible strategy.

So congratulations to the peregrine parents for doubling their output this year. Four chicks successfully fledged is quite an achievement, especially in our permanent state of winter.

Monday, June 10, 2013

WTF Monday - Pam

Anyone know a Pam?
Is she ductile?
Does she slide out?

Sunday, June 09, 2013

Stained Glass Sunday - Smiley Cat and the Boob Fairy

One of many spiffy parts of Norwich Cathedral. I took this not so much for the stained glass but for the little gargoyley decorated heads around the frieze, in particular the left and right carvings on this face which I can only describe as Smiley Cat and the Boob Fairy (you'll need to click on the photo to enlarge it).
I heartily recommend exploring your local cathedral with an eye for the weird and wonderful things hidden away on high.

Hey, on an unrelated note I'm listening to a new disc of Couperin's Trois Leçons de Ténèbres (Vivat 102: Carolyn Sampson: soprano; Marianne Beate Kielland: mezzo with the King's Consort under Robert King), which is beautiful in itself, but reading the liner notes I find the theorbo - played so gorgeously by Lynda Sayce - was made by my old music teacher and world-class lutenist, David van Edwards. Yay!

Friday, June 07, 2013

Thursday, June 06, 2013

Wednesday, June 05, 2013

Wednesday Window - Below Stairs

The butler's dining table below stairs at Blickling. Lovely view of the garden but …

… not quite the same as above stairs. Ah, death, taxes and inequality: our constant companions.

Tuesday, June 04, 2013

Reflections

These are the lamps in the Breakfast Club's coffee shop. That's me and Tony way in the distance in the reflection, sitting in the comfy seats by the window, waiting to see who else hauls their lazy ass out of bed to get caffeinated with us.

Monday, June 03, 2013

WTF Monday

A four-legged spider with a stiffy? You tell me.

Sunday, June 02, 2013

Transports of Delight

Yesterday, my kindly postie left me a long-awaited package and I must confess to being utterly delighted with its contents.
I have spent the past year amazed; not that so many of my friends have had books published, but at the astonishingly high quality of those books. First came Margaret's hilarious and touching "The Goddess Lounge", then Petrea's brilliant "Camelot and Vine", every page of which left me thinking "This woman can really WRITE" and feeling slightly guilty that I had not expected that from a friend.

Norm (Mr.M) of course is a long established and far-famed poet, music and architecture critic, jazz historian and just an all round brilliant guy, and Katherine now has a list of books as long as your arm (though Poems From The Battlefield holds a special place in my heart).

My oldest and bestest blogpal Robyn has written a slow-burn masterpiece of American Realism that still awaits a lucky publisher, our Lynn has a startlingly good book in the same situation, Vanda has a whole bunch of books published (which I love but which are written under a pseudonym and kept off here to protect the innocent) and even my dear neighbour Gerry is in on the act, having spent the past four years crafting a tautly plotted and beautifully written thriller set in Berlin (where he lived and worked at the end of the Cold War) and which we sent off to his agent last week and toasted with rather too much wine and grappa.

And now here comes Sara's masterful survey of the history of the American steamboat (one of which she used to own), a subject that has fascinated me since I was a little boy lost in Mark Twain.

Meticulously researched by a woman who really knows - and loves - her subject …

 … written in a gorgeous prose style filled with the fabulous imagery of someone whose life has been spent as a professional artist and photographer (and blogger) …

… and lavishly illustrated with maps, paintings and glorious period photographs, this is a gem of a book and I am loving every minute of reading it. It shall sit happily between Twain's Autobiography and his Life on the Mississippi.
A hearty cheer, too, for Shire Books for the extremely high quality of reproduction and layout.

The season of summer reading is upon us so follow the links and go shopping:

Sara's "Steamboats - Icons of America's Rivers"

Petrea's "Camelot and Vine"

Margaret's "The Goddess Lounge"

Katherine's Amazon page

Norm's "No Wrong Notes" (Amazon keep muddling him up with a similarly named chef so you have to filter through to find the poetry and prose).

Robyn, Lynn and Gerry will no doubt follow and Vanda remains a secret delight all her own.
I'm going to have to learn how to write so I can play with you guys.

Saturday, June 01, 2013