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  • decoy 11:18 pm on 27/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment
    Tags: fambridge, , tennis   

    Photos from Fambridge 

    more to be found at: picasaweb.google.co.uk/decoyotis/FambridgeTennis10

     
  • decoy 11:15 pm on 17/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment
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    Photos from France 

     
    • dodman 7:09 pm on 19/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Some lovely photos, there. I’ve borrowed the one of me in the pool for my desktop. I might even try and transfer it onto the mypod, if i have a spare half day to work out how to do it.

    • dodman 10:05 am on 21/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Apparently, a ‘sourcier’ is someone who searches for water, using divining rods; a ‘sorcier’ is a witch. However, as the sign was outside the house of someone who removes warts using a form of magic, maybe they practice both arts; or maybe they simply mispelled the word, as someone down the road from us presumably has with their ‘Junc Shop’.

  • dodman 8:06 pm on 13/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Pigeon Pie 

    Having spent a few moments admiring my NZ spinach bed:

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    Liv’s chillies:

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    Mama’s grapes:

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    And my Hawaian lettuces:

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    I heard myself pontificating on how few marauding pigeons there were about the place these days. I surmised it must be due to the psychic reverberations through the ether after my having caught and killed several birds, slicing their breasts from their bodies while still warm in my frenzy, before frying them in butter.

    At that moment, a faint fluttering to my left betrayed this fiend sitting on a single egg:

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    And then, incredibly, on my right, though more difficult to see, another of the same ilk keeping a couple of scrawny chicks warm:

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    Both are within easy reach … is this a test?

     
  • dodman 4:11 pm on 09/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    France 

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  • pinkie 4:05 pm on 09/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Hi, Pinkie. What’s occurring?

    I’ll tell you what’s occurring! Unacceptable behaviour in the form of cheesy feet in enclosed spaces is occurring! Let me tell you the details…

    On our return flight from Toulouse, I practically jumped for joy when I realised that I wouldn’t have a small child kicking the back of my seat for the whole flight. Instead the passengers behind me looked calm and still. Fabulous I thought, I can sit and read in peace… possibly even catch 40 winks. But lo! 20 minutes later my nostrils were assorted by the most acrid, vinegary cheesy smell I have ever encountered! Looking around I couldn’t see where this sickly smell was seaping from; but I knew all to well what it was…

    “I smell stinky feet!” I said in a loud voice (much to Decoy’s embarrassment), hoping that the offender would replace their socks and shoes and that would be the end of the matter, but it wasn’t. After a while, the smell either went away or my nostrils had become totally inebriated and stopped functioning properly. Content with this sensory stand-off, I proceeded with my book. But the trauma was not over.

    After a rather manky and expensive bacon roll, the smell returned and threw me forward in my seat. It was extraordinarily bad. Bad, bad, bad! I placed my arms on the arm rests and contemplated sticking tissue up my nose when I felt something sweaty and crusty under my arms. Jeepers! The lady behind me (and I use the term lightly because no lady I’ve ever known had feet that smelt that bad) had straddled the back of my seat and was resting both feet, yes both feet, on my arm rests. T.O.T.A.L.L.Y U.N.A.C.C.E.P.TA.B.L.E!

    “Oh, my God someone has put their stinky feet on my arms rests!” (More shrinking into the seat by Decoy). Still no reaction. I was considering a more direct approach, but my courage depleats rapidly in face to face verbal combat. So I looked desperately at Decoy, who, at the speed of light whipped up the middle arm rest as quick-as-you-like! Mercifully, the hint was taken, but left me wondering, who would really think that that was ever acceptable. If you are unaware of your foot odour and remove your socks, well that’s mildly forgivable and in all probability the feet could do with an airing. However, to knowingly place your feet, stinky or not, into someone’s personal space is just rude!

    Anyway, the point of my rant (and because this sort of thing happens to me on planes alot… unlucky I know) is go prepared. Go prepared either to say ” please desist your feet are terrible” in 4 different languages. Or take a nose clip and some clensing wipes (for their use, not yours).

     
    • dodman 4:21 pm on 09/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I remember, on a flight back from Seychelles, after an enforced 24 hour wait in the tropical heat, wishing the Italian bloke next to us didn’t have such gut wrencjingly stenchy feet, only to discover, on the train back to Barnham – after looking around to see if he was in the same carriage – it was actually my own sweat encrusted flip flops that were to blame.

    • pinkie 4:29 pm on 12/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Nice! Hope you threw those flip flops out or gave them a good scrub at least!

    • decoy 11:23 pm on 17/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      twas quite embarrassing!

  • decoy 9:30 am on 05/07/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment
    Tags: tea   

    A refreshing brew 

    Thanks very much!

     
  • carotte 9:03 pm on 26/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Baby Girl 



     
  • dodman 8:15 am on 22/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Blue lagoon 

    Mama and friend in the sea at Elmer.

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  • decoy 5:00 pm on 20/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment
    Tags: oil spill   

    I tweeted this yesterday, but thought it was worth blogging.

    oil spill comparison

     
  • dodman 9:56 pm on 19/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Keeping calm under pressure 

    As Kevin Keegan wondered, how long will it be before this guy’s hair is as white as his?

     
  • dodman 3:03 pm on 13/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Dawn chorus 

    France captain Patrice Evra has already blamed the noise generated by the vuvuzelas, which has been likened to the drone of thousands of bees, for his side’s poor showing in their opening group game against Uruguay, which finished goalless.

    He said: “We can’t sleep at night because of the vuvuzelas. People start playing them from 6am.”

    It certainly didn’t affect England, though. They played as crappily, throughout, as they usually do, with wonderful displays of possession, most of which might as well have terminated in a back pass to the keeper – as they often did!

     
  • pinkie 10:45 pm on 12/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Relaxing in the hammock 

     
  • pinkie 8:13 pm on 05/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Last night as I made my weary way to bed, I switched off the bedroom lights and crossed the bedroom floor. As I was walking across Liv’s side, I trod on numerous laptop cables and phone chargers and something cable-like which i didn’t quite recognise. As I lay in bed, I began puzzling (in my half sleep) about this weird cable. Something wasn’t right. After about 3 minutes, the curiosity got to me and I peered over the edge of the bed. There was indeed, an unidentifed object lying 30cms from my nose. I tentively reached across and turned on the lamp… I’d like to have said I remained calm… “Snake! Snake! There’s a freakin’ snake in the room!” I bellowed to Liv who was having a (previously) relaxing shower. I don’t know how I did it, but I made it to the bathroom only placing my feet on the carpet 3 times, locking the door, hurling a towel on the floor (to block the gap between the door and floor – quite resourceful of me I thought) and jumped on the loo seat. I refused to move until Liv, who I’m not sure believed me at first, picked up the stiff and definitely dead snake and put it in the kitchen bin. Apparently the dessicated snake had been chewed on, probably by Dolly who likened it to a cat version of billtong.

     
    • dodman 9:21 pm on 05/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I can understand you blocking the gap between door and floor with a towel; but locking yourself inside the bathroom suggests you must have thought the snake was a … shapeshifter?

      Was it a grass snake? Or maybe a slow worm. We’be seen quite a few this year. Hopefully, not an adder!

    • carotte 1:43 pm on 07/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Since Dod told me of the snake that came into their sitting room and cruised around, I’m always sneakily checking for one…. what a ghastly experience. In my case, I would have probably left the door open (but I applaud the toilet seat angle), otherwise, how do you know when to open the door? When is it safe????? I once saw minion scurrying across the lawn with a snake in her mouth – I leaped onto the bench and didn’t descend for quite some time – even when cat and snake had long gone on the other side of the house….

    • decoy 10:00 pm on 08/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      For the record, it was a small slow worm.

    • pinkie 1:19 pm on 09/06/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      It had snake like qualities I assure you

  • dodman 9:32 pm on 30/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    End of May 

    Tiffin tin

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    Blossom

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    Overkill

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  • solid 1:26 pm on 28/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Blogging from an i pad in an apple store in ginza. Fantastic device!

     
  • decoy 8:49 am on 26/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    So i was walking accross London Bridge this morning… 

     
    • decoy 11:57 am on 26/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      it was a bit strange. hardly anyone was batting a eyelid. commuters seem to have a zombie-like autopilot – it takes a lot to divert them.

      found a pic someone else took on twitter. the swarve gentleman wtih the attache case below is me reaching for my phone…

      http://twitpic.com/1r604r

      • carotte 6:20 pm on 26/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

        Cor – the rat race at it’s zombiest!!
        Looking at those legs, I would have said “man in pig mask”

    • pinkie 2:28 pm on 26/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      That is squeally funny! As for the twit picture… looking good dude!

  • solid 3:10 am on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  


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    Blast zoundry!

     
    • dodman 8:09 am on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      There’s nowt wrong with the Raven. Resize your photos 512 x 384 and Zoundry’s a breeze.

  • solid 4:05 pm on 24/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  


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    Hail!

    Here are some pictures that have been hanging around for ages!

    Snow on our roof.

    In front of a high tec train.

    The quiet mountain town we went to for our onsen trip a while back.

    Ingenious method of keeping snow off the road. Water is sprayed from cats eye like things continuously.

    View from the window of our onsen. That cage on the right contained a couple of bears, which i didn’t photograph for some reason!

    Mayumi!

    Our drink store.

    The traditional finery

    The resplendant meal!

    Tucking in to the Udon noodles.

    Me too!

    Snow with bamboo.

    Pretty genki around here. Looking forward to popping back in a few months!

     
    • decoy 7:49 pm on 24/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      not sure what’s up with your photos. try uploading one without zoundry raven and see if it works. or email them to me.

      • carotte 8:42 pm on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

        Good photo’s – shame you didn’t get the bears! Might make it over one of these days.

    • dodman 8:28 pm on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      Pretty genki here, too, what with the nationwide warm weather shortage finally coming to an end. Astonishing to see your sheep(?)skin coat is still going strong!

    • decoy 10:37 pm on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      good pics jul. like the small bamboo grove.

  • decoy 6:23 pm on 23/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    Relaxing in the heat 

     
    • dodman 8:03 am on 24/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      If you look at her postion, she could be in a hammock, which might help explain why humans find them so comfortable. I haven’t managed to climb into our outdoor hammock yet this year, but cats clearly need no excuse for this sort of thing.

  • dodman 9:09 pm on 22/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

    At the beach 

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    • carotte 8:39 pm on 25/05/2010 Permalink | Log in to Reply

      I don’t see you leaping in old bean??
      What is the wol house for?
      Nifty new shoes racks by the back door!

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