Finally it is confirmed,proven beyond a shadow of doubt as a society we are totally off our trolly. There is a movie on tonight that carries the warning Sex/Violence/Torture and wait for it.Live octopus Ingestion. Looked forward to the first episode of Thick Of It and what happens? no Malcolm.
If Apple ran the airlines a lot would be better. However if you wanted to go to a certain place, it might not work and if you tried to force it to go where you wanted it would crash. Then if you hit a certain button the whole thing would crash until you rebooted it. Mac only works sometimes but that is ok. Nothing is perfect. I know this is totally irrelevant but just thought I would throw it in.
Morning peeps and what a wonderful morning it is too. Wall to wall sunshine 12C and a high of 26C forecast by the chicken entrails.
Gardening now all completed - the two garden waste bins are full as is the compost bin. Today has been declared a day of merriment and mischief making.
On this day in 1855 during the Crimean War the Siege of Sevastopol (Sebastopol) came to an end when Russian forces abandon the city. Although defended heroically and at the cost of heavy Allied casualties, (almost 130,00 in total), the fall of Sevastopol led to the Russian defeat in the Crimean War.
I shall make little mention of it being the anniversary of the battle of Flodden Field in the interests of racial harmony on these pages, it being the sabbath.
Morning peeps,a fine sunny one here. Re Flodden. Using the pretext of revenge for the murder of Robert Kerr, a Warden of the Scottish East March who had been killed by John "The Bastard" Heron in 1508, James invaded England with an army of about 30,000 men in 1513.[5] In keeping with his understanding of the medieval code of chivalry, King James sent notice to the English, one month in advance, of his intent to invade.
John The Bastard Heron sounds like the local philanthropist.
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Ditto the weather here in Herts. Family coming round later for BBQ, haven't had many this year so making the most of the sunshine. Watched the last of 3 episodes of 'She-Devil Queens' last night, very interesting historical series, well presented too.
Leg of Lamb today,Bro Draper has acquired some fresh mint,we used to pick fresh mint from me park when the wartime allotment gardens were still running,all grassed over now.
I can't make my mind up whether to go round to l@ser's or Mr D's for Sunday lunch. I think Mrs HF has a lettuce leaf and half a radish in mind for us. It would seem that 'we' are on a diet again. No matter it won't last. It never does.
Absolutely stuffed after the first English on a Sunday morn in over two months
Ham and rocket sandwich, without incurring the wrath of my ancestors seem to have gone continental for breakfast nowadays.
My Grandpa had the right idea. Every morning without fail until he ended up in Rossall hosp for his last couple of months. Bowl of grapefruit segments, followed by porridge, then four slices of toast filled with bacon washed down with a pint pot of tea made in the pot. Lived until 72, so it didn't do him that much harm!
A lovely start to the balloon fest today, a few took off at dawn with the burners looking like big orange flares lighting up the inside of the balloon and turning it into a huge bright orange disc, absolute magic.
Here are some pictures taken at the more civilised hour of 0700:
Grandad, retired miner, lived to be 99. Right up to the end he stayed in his first floor flat. His breakfast every morning was the juice of a lemon squeezed into a glass of warm water, followed by a walk down to the paper shop, and if the weather was nice he'd sit in the sun for an hour smoking his pipe.
In keeping with his understanding of the medieval code of chivalry, King James sent notice to the English, one month in advance, of his intent to invade.
I believe from my reading lang syne that the invasion was prompted by the French, and gullible Scots took them up on it. Serve them right, I fear. Archibald Douglas, 5th Earl of Angus, I think it was, said: "Don't go!", but they went. When will they ever learn?
He personally stayed at home, Tantallon Castle. Used to use it as a navigational mark from HMS ********.
Coincidence here. The song after Flodden is "The floo'ers o' the forest are a' wede awa'", oddly identical forecast for a later war "Where have all the flowers gone?"
