Geekness

Just received an email to say my order for season 3 of Battlestar Galactica is now on it's way. I know I'm gonna sound like a Sci-Fi Geek but who cares- I'm so excited! LOL

Really enjoying Heroes as well, now it has arrived on BBC2.

Solidarity

Maybe Mr Reidski is right about underhand Western(US) links with the Polish freedom movement. I don't know. I don't think anyone really knows but I would like to believe in the legend of "Solidarnosc" - how Lech Walesa scaled the Gdansk shipyard walls in mid-August 1980 and ignited the blue touchpaper that would lead to the implosion of tired old state communism throughout the nations of the Warsaw Pact - symbolised ten years later by the tearing down of the Berlin Wall. Walesa just happened to be in the right place at the right time and his fellow shipyard workers needed a mouthpiece, a man who could voice their accumulated grievances and their hopes for the future.

On Tuesday morning I was at the Solidarity Building near the railway station in Gdansk, specially to see the "Roads to Freedom" exhibition which documents and celebrates the rise of the Solidarnosc movement. I half expected the place to be mobbed when it opened at ten but I spent an hour looking round and by eleven nobody else had even entered the building. The two members of staff present had puzzled expressions on their faces when I bought my two souvenir T-shirts. I felt a little sorry for disturbing their underground peace. The old lady returned to her knitting. In nearby Solidarity Square, I saw the monument to the fallen shipyard workers of 1970 - a bitter memory which added fuel to the famous events of 1980.

The main street in the old town of Gdansk is I believe sometimes referred to as "The Long Market" and I swear it may be the most beautiful city street I have ever walked upon - shiny old paving stones and brick turrets, tall thin houses reminiscent of Amsterdam as it bends gently up from the river. Here you see civic pride and the trading wealth of six centuries - made all the more remarkable when you consider that the city was smashed to bits in World War II.

I rode on a riverboat out towards the Baltic Sea, to Westerplatte where the first shots of World War II were fired late in 1939. You gain a sense of the importance of this small maritime city - of its vital trading, political and territorial positions. I climbed the tower of the world's tallest brick built church and scanned the bright horizons all around. It still seems a proud place, one eye on the past but looking positively ahead to the future. It made me wonder why so many Poles are leaving their land when it needs them. Why aren't they staying to mend the teeth, teach the children, build the houses, revitalise their industry? Greed? Poland needs them and yet here in the UK we keep our doors open to all and sundry... but if you dare to broach this topic you'll probably be shot down in flames by the stormtroopers of the P.C.G.M. (Political Correctness Gone Mad).

When I tried to snap a shot of The Grand Hotel in Soppot where Hitler resided briefly in 1940, my digital camera died. This would never have happened with the Kodak Brownie I received on my eleventh birthday. So the pics are not original - just culled from Google.... By the way - totally unrelated - Wigan 0 - Hull City 1!!!! NAH! NAH! NAH!

Sunshine & Swimming

Looks like the sun has decided to put in an appearance this week. Welcome back- it's been a while!

I think also I may be able to restart swimming lessons with Little Lad in September. They had severe problems with the pool they were using back in December last year. After a couple of false starts, where the pool was OK for a couple of weeks then out of action for several, it seems all is up and running. Can't wait to get back in the water with him. Not so sure about the early starts on a Saturday though.

Promote Ur Blog #5

May be this is the last and most kickass pubbing idea.
So please fasten your seat belts is you have the guts to try this.
It has been quite a month when I saw a highly superstitous and useless news channel - India T.V. showing a news that they had recieved a news that somebody had planted a bomb in famous Amitabh Bacchan's house by some sort of pappu_yadab, although it was just a crappy little(huge) joke but the news channel cooked its viewers' head in 2 tablespoon olive oil by repeating the news for a 100 damn' times...Repeatedly showing pale faces of guards at Amitabh Bacchan's House and the mail they recieved.Now if you were that pappu_yadab and Amitabh Bacchan was any other(he may be now sick of such useless mails) famous personality( if you are famous do a suicide) then if you have some sort of yahoo or gmail account try searching for email addresses of famous n' fool news channels and send them there is abomb in so and so's house and will explode at so and so time. And if the news channel will be like india TV there will be sure publicity of your mail.Now what the hell it will do to promote your blog, your mail should have a warning and most importantly the blog's url( in huuuge letters) so that people try to find out who the hell is the person with this link (and may be the police among the people waiting with guns to blow your head up)Of course you have guts so try it out and you'll be famous forever.

Finger Frenzy

Coudnt post because of some sort of bullshittin' cycle tests but i am finally back for some time.

God gave fingers to write and many othhher things.
Otthherthings go to hell...
i am here talking about a crazy game named
"Finger Frenzy".(http://www.offthewrist.com/index.jsp?id=ff)
Highly addictive and challenging.
The task is simple ... You have to type A to Z as fast as you can, now it is not as simple as typing Q to M, you are typing on a keyboard man.
So if you have hands, eyes and brain try your fingers at finger frenzy and beat my score (7.something seconds).
And if you think you are the king of Finger Frenzy, its better you try its sequel...Just a change the A to Z is now Z to A.

Gdansk

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go... I've been to Poland, Ohio but never to the country that bears that name so before the new school year starts I'm off to Gdansk, Poland via Robin Hood Airport. Back Wednesday. I'll see what I will see and report back here...

Lech Walesa outside the famous shipyards... twenty seven years ago.

Facts

Blogger Mr Arctic Fox from noxious Huddersfield recently challenged other bloggers to relate facts about themselves, foreshadowing his own list of facts about the rare arctic creature after which his blog was named. I hereby lift up the gauntlet with several facts about the Yorkshire Pudding.
1. The first known Yorkshire pudding recipe to be printed appeared in "The Art of Cooking" by Hannah Glasse in 1796.
2. The Yorkshire pudding was often served as a first course "filler" for poorer people to reduce their appetite for second course meat.

3. Left over Yorkshire pudding can be eaten as dessert with fruit jam (jelly to American readers).
4. The cricket umpire Dickie Bird once wore an upturned Yorkshire pudding on his head like a flat cap for three overs of a test match and nobody noticed.
5. A stale Yorkshire pudding can be soaked in water and used as filler for cracked walls where it hardens like plaster.
6. The frisbee was first invented by two American college students who were throwing a large discarded Yorkshire pudding around in their college grounds.

7. When placed in a Lancashire oven, a Yorkshire pudding will never rise.

8. Elvis Presley passed away after choking on a piece of Yorkshire pudding that had gone down the wrong way.
9. The Yorkshire pudding is an ancient aphrodisiac.

10. The owl and the pussycat didn't sail away in a pea green boat - it was a watertight Yorkshire pudding which they nibbled during their treacherous voyage.

This is not one of those "meme" thingumybobs that gets passed around Blogworld but if you too fancy providing some interesting facts of your own then please go ahead...!

Assult with a Sausage!

Just heard this on the radio so had to check it out.

A boy of 12 has appeared in court today, charged with assulting a man with a cocktail sausage. Apparently the "victim" thought he had been hit with a stone. Can't he tell the difference? One is rather crunchy, the other tastes of pork.

The child's mother said the court action was an "utter joke." but accepted her son should receive some type of reprimand. Manchester Police and the CPS (Crown Prosecution Service) are now reviewing the case after the judge questioned their decision to bring it before the courts.

Here's the full story: << http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/manchester/6958826.stm >>

I'm just pleased to know that crime levels are now so low that all the police have to worry about is underage food fights. Don't even get me started on how much tax payer money this has all cost.

Pride

The youngest member of the female quartet I mentioned in my last post was our daughter Frances. Two days after the quiz, it was ten o' clock in the morning and I was yelling at her to get up. I mean after all, it was A level results day and most of her friends would have been at school before dawn to discover what they had got. A day like that day is a day that can literally change the whole course of your life. "No! I'm not leaving this room!" she was yelling back. "I'm scared! I don't want to know!"

Finally, she came downstairs ready to face the inevitable. I said I'd drive her up to the school but before we went I gave her an envelope from UCAS - the university admissions service. We both thought it would just be some more official bumf to put in the recycling bin. She read it sitting at the bottom of our stairs and then she realised. It was not a general UCAS mailing after all. It was saying something very special, something she had been hoping for and waiting for all summer long. I can't remember the precise words but it was along these lines -"congratulations... successful... required grades... University of Birmingham". Her eyes filled up. "I've done it Dad! I'm going to Birmingham!"

We set off to her school in full and confident knowledge that she had made her required grades. She went in to pick up her exam documents and emerged moments later to tell me how well she had done - A in English, A in Theatre Studies, A for the General Paper and B for Sociology - missing out on a fourth A grade by just five marks. Fanbloodytastic! I don't mind saying I wept a few tears myself. Funny that, isn't it? How sometimes positive delight can grab you so much that you weep tears of joy.

Frances (Right) with her friend Meg before the Sixth Form Prom in July.

We are all so proud of her. She will be taking a four year degree course in American and Canadian Studies with a year studying at a North American university. Do they have any universities in Seattle or maybe North Carolina? Watch out! The Yorkshire Pudding empire is spreading!

Time to Think

Let's just take a moment to consider what we can all learn from getting a bunch of naked people to stand in front of a Swiss glacier.

<< http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/6952930.stm >>

Life on Mars

So a US network is to remake the BBC's excellent 1970's set Life on Mars.

Apparently the original was too "British" and the accents too difficult for an American audience.

The lead roles are therefore to be recast so US viewers can better understand and identify.

Irish actors Jason O'Mara and Colm Meaney have been cast.

How does that work then? Is a strong Irish accent easier to understand?

Besides I always thought the US already had a 70's cop series: Starsky and Hutch. LOL



26 Sept 07 Heidi Hi says: They just need to make it more simple for them thats all-to hard for them to follow-great show by the way..

Baton

Last night I undertook the pub quiz at the local with three of the four most important women in my life - my wife, my daughter and my niece Katie who was on a flying visit from western Ireland. Suffice it to say, we didn't win.

Today I drove Katie over to Beverley where the fourth member of the quartet resides - my mother Doreen - born in 1921. She has been in a residential home there for two years now but she is really starting to fade away. Once a robust and hyperactive lover of life, she is now skin and bone, drifting in and out of her slumbers, lying in her bed, unable to walk, barely able to raise her baby beaker to her mouth, showing only a very dull interest in the various items of news we brought from the outer world.

And the best news of all was that Katie is pregnant at the age of thirty. Hurrah! It will mean so much to her and Seamus and to her parents Gloria and my brother Paul who was sixty last week. The shared secret of a new life coming should have filled my mum's eyes with delight but instead there was dull, spaced out emptiness. I can already see that the new baby will never meet its great grandmother. The baton of life will be exchanged.

Mum in December 2005 at the residential home.

As I descended the stairs, my heart was heavy. Outside a thin rain continued to fall. That was my mum that was - at least it was the vessel in which the real mum used to live - the mum who stayed up till the early hours knitting and sewing and weaving baskets, fashioning leather gloves and lampshades, the mum who could run like the wind and sing like an opera star, the mum who ironed huge piles of clothes and made rice puddings with a nutmeg skin, the mum who read me stories on her knee and yelled at us when we'd been bad, the mum who taught me to read and write when I was three years old and the mum who blushed with embarrassment when I made my first innocent enquiries about the processes of human reproduction, the mum who learnt German at night school and led the WAAF band in Delhi during World War Two.

I can feel it in my bones, she's going just as Katie's unborn foetus is reaching for life.

Snape'd

Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix.

Of all the Harry Potter films I've seen, this will be the fifth. LOL

Having recently re-read the book prior to seeing the film, I'm convinced the big fight towards the end looked far beter at the cinema than it ever did in my mind. Don't know why- it's usually the other way round, with the cinema version being a kind of let-down but not this time.

Gallerie

Yo ho - back from our hols. Everything went pretty much according to plan as we made our way from Biarritz on the Atlantic to Argeles on the Mediterranean - running parallel to the mighty Pyrenees and staying for four nights with my brother Robin near Pamiers. We ate well and enjoyed two fantastic meals at "Logis de France" restaurants. Sorry to all you religious wallahs out there but by far the weirdest place we visited was Lourdes where there were traffic jams of unfortunates in wheelchairs and Victorian bath chairs. How weird it was to see people lighting enormous prayer candles and filling their plastic souvenir bottles with holy water. As a lifelong atheist, I felt as if I had landed on another planet. Rather than rattle on about our holiday in southern France here's a little "gallerie de photographie" for your edification:-

Above: The beach at beautiful Biarritz.

Below: Aliens collecting holy water in holy plastic bottles from the holy taps at Lourdes.

Above: Snails bubbling at a village party near Mirepoix

Below: High on an Ariege hill - my brother Robin's farmhouse and gites.

Above: Pyrenneen horses roaming above 2000 metres.

Below: The changing face of the ever present mountains.

Below: The Mediterranean just above Cerbere and three miles from the border with Spain.

Happy Friendship Day

Hi Friends!!!

Today is 5th August

So it wont be a sin to wish my friends(readers) a HaPpY FriEnDsHiP DaY.

You may call it Friends Hip day if you wish to.

So why not a cool simple and crazy contest on this friendly day.

How much you know friendship...

I am not talking about love friends and all that.

Just checking out who can make how much words from friendship

so get ready comment or mail me.

You might get reviewed for free.

Promote Your Blog #4

Rumouring all the Way

Another way of PUBbing is simply "letting your mind throw wastes" method, to create crapish coolish and simply crazy rumours.

Its based on simple principle "KRAZY KEYWORDS".

Lets joke on the "hot" search these days Harry Potter(Daniel Radcliffe) and top hot searches earlier Britney Spears and Mr iPhone.

[WARNING: This is just a joke]

" Finally 'adult' Daniel Radcliffe has started wandering with older 'adults', married adults.
My friend captured some moments of Dan with Britney Spears on his ~*new*~ IPhone.
The clippings say Dan was found chatting with famous Britney Spears at a beach, there Dan offered Britney a red rose.
Sure something is cooking in between them"

[WARNING: This is just a joke]

Now its simple and easy some amusing words from your imagination some hot celebrities, who are the more serached item may work for your publicity without paying them hard cash, paying them nothing.
If any searches about three bold faced things then you might get noticed.
If someone believes your rumors (Certainly in this case you will have to remove this warning.....) then people do what they always do, spread them up.
And ofcourse everyone doesnt takes the responsiblity of hot 2 handle rumors.
So interested ones may write i found on xxx blog that xxx have some xxx with some xxx and so on...

Beware of the ones who are rumored.
May be they sue you or...
meeeeeeeeeee

Time for Tea

Apparently while filming in Wales for the new Doctor Who, Kylie Minogue was mistaken for a hotel waitress by a couple of tourists. They wanted to know if they were too late for afternoon Tea.

They should be so lucky. Lucky, lucky, lucky. LOL