Thursday, February 28, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Aberystwyth Pier
My sister sent me this shot of Aberystwyth Pier which is in Wales where she lives, the splodgey bits just above the horizon are lots of birds, the orangy colour is caused by the setting sun and the wet looking stuff is something they call the sea.
What has this got to do with Combe Martin in North Devon? I hear you ask yourself, well, this is the clever bit..... both have the letter 'T' in their name! Now what are the chances of that? Sometimes this world gets a bit too spooky for me! Wait a cotten pick'en minute, the letter 'E' is in both names as well! this gets freakier by the minute AND both places are by the sea!! WHAT! This is mad I tell you.
Well I never! They will be pitting a woman on the moon next!
What has this got to do with Combe Martin in North Devon? I hear you ask yourself, well, this is the clever bit..... both have the letter 'T' in their name! Now what are the chances of that? Sometimes this world gets a bit too spooky for me! Wait a cotten pick'en minute, the letter 'E' is in both names as well! this gets freakier by the minute AND both places are by the sea!! WHAT! This is mad I tell you.
Well I never! They will be pitting a woman on the moon next!
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Wild Woods

Wild winter woods with sunlight that dapples,
Fruit bearing trees that are void of sweet apples,
Dum de da da what rhymes with apples?
I know! my silver foil knickers make a sound that crackles.
What a stoopid poem from stoopid me!
I should not mention that it is my birthday tomorrow and people may think that because I am telling everyone who reads this that it is my birthday tomorrow I want lots of presents on my birthday which is tomorrow but I am not the sort of person to keep mentioning that it is my birthday tomorrow because people that tell people that their birthday is on such and such a date (for example my birthday is on the 21st Feb) are normally only after one thing and that is gifts on their birthday such as drink and money and nice BIRTHDAY presents like that.
So please! stop going on about my birthday which is tomorrow, if I hear one more person mention that it is my BIRTHDAY TOMORROW then I will just have to back down and accept the fact that it is my Birthday on the 21st ... ooooh! That's tomorrow!!!
(please do not send any money gifts for less that one hundred English pounds because it will not be worth the cost of petrol taking it to the bank to pay in, a nice round figure such as five hundred pounds in cash is probably the best thing that you can do ... I am only trying to help you!)
Fruit bearing trees that are void of sweet apples,
Dum de da da what rhymes with apples?
I know! my silver foil knickers make a sound that crackles.
What a stoopid poem from stoopid me!
I should not mention that it is my birthday tomorrow and people may think that because I am telling everyone who reads this that it is my birthday tomorrow I want lots of presents on my birthday which is tomorrow but I am not the sort of person to keep mentioning that it is my birthday tomorrow because people that tell people that their birthday is on such and such a date (for example my birthday is on the 21st Feb) are normally only after one thing and that is gifts on their birthday such as drink and money and nice BIRTHDAY presents like that.
So please! stop going on about my birthday which is tomorrow, if I hear one more person mention that it is my BIRTHDAY TOMORROW then I will just have to back down and accept the fact that it is my Birthday on the 21st ... ooooh! That's tomorrow!!!
(please do not send any money gifts for less that one hundred English pounds because it will not be worth the cost of petrol taking it to the bank to pay in, a nice round figure such as five hundred pounds in cash is probably the best thing that you can do ... I am only trying to help you!)
Monday, February 18, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Rocks
If I see one more person be nasty to rocks I will scream! Rocks have feeling too you know, so next time you park your butt on one or kick one just think how hard their life is. If it was not for rocks then this planet would be a rather squishy place so next time you walk past a rock wish it good morning (you may have to change this to good evening if it is night time or good after noon if it is just after lunch, if you get confused over this then please drop me an email and I will send you a time of day greetings chart).Tomorrow we will be talking about stones (a distant relative of the rock family) but right now I will be going to refill my whiskey on the rock glass ... HIC!
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Frosty morning
Monday, February 11, 2008
Arlington Court
"Nice tree trunks" I hear you say but actually this is a photo of a flock of emu's with very hairy legs (do emu's come in flocks?)
The door to the magic garden in Arlington Court, the clever thing about it is you can go both in it and out of it.
This door at Arlington Court was made for two foot tall people but had to be locked for good when a two foot one inch man bumped his head and complained to a woman on a pink bicycle.
This lady has lost her nose, her nose used to be the fastest nose in the whole wide world because it was alway running.
A view between two monkey trees, do you know that they are called monkey trees because when they were first discovered nobody could spell orangutan! (the real reason is apparently it is the only trees that monkeys cannot climb due to the rather sharp leaves and the signs that are always placed at the bottom of these trees saying no monkeys allowed)
This stone trophy statue in the grounds of Arlington Court is a stone trophy stature in the grounds of Arlington Court.
I crept up on these trees and took their photo whilst they were not watching. The one threes rows in and second from the left, no sorry I mean right, spotted me though and told me to get lost.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
walkies
Ilfracombe lights
These two little fellas landed their space ship and popped in to one of the cafes for some Fish and chips with mushy peas and a nice pot of tea. At first when they landed they said to the beings of Ilfracombe "We come in piece" and when a lady wearing nothing but a smile said "Do you mean we come in peace?" one of them replied "No, we come in piece, our other pieces such as our arms got mixed up and put on a different flight to Galaxy quadrant 5"For this reason the friendly staff at the cafe had to hand feed these chaps but they left a big tip (Where you spend a squidrooch coin around here I do not know though)
This story is true, it happed and they may be landing at a place near you, so watch out, hide your fish and help to save the planet by stealing and driving someone else's car, this way they will be the ones at fault for stuffing the atmosphere with the bad stuff because it will not be your car doing the harm.
(editors note: Kids, I am only joking about stealing, stealing is bad because your house becomes so full of boxed TV's etc that you have nowhere to sit.. Double joke, it really is bad so do not do it)
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Man Flu
A few blogs ago I mentioned 'Man Flu' and a few ladies asked on this blog "What is Man Flu"?" Well thanks to Bob who sent me this link to this video all will be explained. You lucky ladies just get a cold but us poor old rufty tufty men get full blown flu which probably makes child birth seem as painful as a walk in the park! Oh dear! I have opened the flood gates now!
Just click on the little play button in the bottom left corner.
(Ps it's Bobs fault not mine!)
Just click on the little play button in the bottom left corner.
(Ps it's Bobs fault not mine!)
Combe Martin people make the press!
Drunk bum wins the lottery and gives it all away to the fairies who live at the bottom of his garden
Roger tells Vogue blue is the new pink and bloomers are the new G string (drunk again if you ask me)
No comment (it's the wife and her Great Grand Mother). Oh why did I choose 'Pet fancy' as the mag, silly old me!
New computer baby game, wipe the little brats butt before he dribbles again.Bye for now!
PS Fun and games can be had at www.magmypic.com
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Watermouth boats
The dog looked at me and I looked at the dog, we both looked at the boat which had the keys left in the ignition "are you thinking what I'm thinking" I said to the dog, he looked at the boat, looked back at me and nodded. "Right then I said "Lets go for a nice cup of tea"You thought we were going to steal the boat didn't you? How could you think that of us? Hot wire a car or pinch a hot air balloon of course but to steal a boat? Dog cannot swim, how could you?
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Walk around Combe Martin

Firstly I would like to apologize for my rather sombre poem without a funny ditty at the end, I guess I was just having one of those down days and please could anyone tell me if I visited their blog last night and left a comment? You see a good friend called Jack Daniels visited me last night and he made me rather tiddley and I woke up this morning remembering trying to use this keyboard but my finger looked like two crusty Baguettes trying to find the right letters to press.
Went for a walk today and saw the lovely horses above who told us to look out for the lose big red bull (see photo below). Click on the photo to enlarge it for more details please.
Went for a walk today and saw the lovely horses above who told us to look out for the lose big red bull (see photo below). Click on the photo to enlarge it for more details please.
This is the big red bull that was lose and walking along the road, it is the same bull that was lose last week and Jackie who was out walking had to phone me to collect her because she was to scared to walk past it, as I drove off the bull shouted out "Thanks mate that thing was really scary" (please do not tell the wife this, our little joke okay?)Friday, February 01, 2008
I lay thee down you sail no more,
Carcass rots on English shore,
No more riding on a briny swell,
Only silence from the Captains bell.
Remember times from distant year,
Cast away from Ilfracombe pier,
I will not forget your service to me,
May your timbers be reclaimed by sea.
I can write happy poems but this one seemed to suit this poor old boat. I hope you all have a sooper dooper weekend!
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