WTF Monday - Own Brand Bacteria Special

Hokay, so I'm partial to the occasional tub of Sainsbury's organic yog with my breakfast, but what I had not realised until I read the tub was that Sainsbury's now claim to have their own brand bacteria!
Next time I'm in the store I'm going to ask for some.
How does one buy bacteria, I wonder? By the pound? By the pint? By the yard?
And if I used a tub of their yoghurt to start culturing my own (something I used to do in my green and veggie years) would their lawyers hound me for royalties on their bacteria?
The world gets stranger by the day.

Buy This

This is the delicious little mediæval house where the strange creatures from the previous post live.
It sits right in the middle of Smallville on the pedestrian shopping street and as you can see, it's for sale if you have some spare cash and are in the market for something 14th century.

Meanwhile …

Discuss.

Use both sides of the paper if necessary.

WTF Monday - Capitalism Special

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WTF Monday - Smallville Folk Special

Meet the locals.

These fine folk have been appearing in the high street just lately.
I'm beginning to get that 'Wicker Man' feeling.

Goodwood 2010 - Patterns And Shapes

WTF Monday - Diet Special

Okay, so maybe not everybody at this year's Goodwood was there for the motor racing; the food WAS that good!
Though perhaps she should have left some for other people.

Goodwood 2010 - All Cozzied Up

It was indeed spiffy weather for the world's biggest and best fancy dress party.

Lights … Camera … Action!

The lovely Glamcab ladies are back again and ready to transport you.

Or even to dance for you.

I say!
What stylish swimwear!

Ding dong!

The day was full to the brim with wonderful hats on beautiful weemen.

And serious hair-dos.

And fab frocks.

And even a parasol or two to keep out the sun.

And some East End folk down by the fairground.

Not forgetting some sage advice.

Even the Dad's Army crew turned up, with a splendid Captain Mainwaring looky-likey.

Breakfast of champions!
Free single malt all day every day for whoever might wish to indulge.

Some picnickers brought their own furniture.

While others simply basked in a glorious day of vintage motor racing with that peculiarly English twist that we love so much.

And so we bid a sleepy farewell to this year's Goodwood costume-fest.
See you next year!

Goodwood Revival 2010 - Paddock Porn

Hokay, the harvest's in, the summer's drawing to a glorious close and it's time once again to head down south to the Goodwood Revival Meeting.

In a day or two I'll post some awesome racing car action and some spectacularly gorgeous weemen all dressed up to thrill, but today it's time to get down and dirty in the paddock with the mechanics and drivers.

Laydees and Gentlemen, it's Car Porn time (again)!
Yay!

Holy fuck!
I mean, I'm a man and this Maserati gets ME moist.

Talking of which, why not just call your car the Lola Climax and be honest about how it makes you feel?
Pretty, ain't it?

Shaguar!

Many millions of pounds worth of Ferrari glory.

Of course, keeping these monsters race-tuned can sometimes be more than a sane man can bear.

Sorry, has anyone got a box of tissues? I've been rendered all unnecessary.

1966, LeMans GT40s.
Woo and hoo!
They raced these like maniacs later in the afternoon and did enough damage to the classic Gulf car to wipe out the national debt (photos later).
Oops!

Ooooooooooooo …

Sex.
Pure and simple.

A Ferrari-fiddler gets down to some racing foreplay.

Porsche Spyders.
Nuff said.

Sweet little red Alfa. What a beauty.

The ultimate Shaguar roadster.

The nearest Goodwood gets to green motoring.

We've tuned 'em up. Now let's race 'em!