
[21/52] Fire Extinguisher, originally uploaded by kcm76.
Week 21 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
Taken while wasting time in the café of our local Waitrose supermarket waiting for Noreen to return from beating up the bank manager.

[21/52] Fire Extinguisher, originally uploaded by kcm76.
Week 21 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
Taken while wasting time in the café of our local Waitrose supermarket waiting for Noreen to return from beating up the bank manager.
This week’s collection …
Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow.
[Mark Twain]
Now I know foreigners do things strangely but …
The 31-year-old king of the tiny Himalayan country of Bhutan announces his intention to marry this October.
[BBC News report]
Oh, that’s alright then. As long as he’s not marrying last October. That would be necrophilia.
I masturbate because it makes me feel warm, embodied, juicy, alert, calm, self-possessed, and fulfilled. I masturbate to celebrate my body and my sovereignty. I masturbate and am not ashamed to do so. There are other things I do when I’m alone that are far more embarrassing.
[Allison at http://thesexpositivephotoproject.blogspot.com]
One really shouldn’t laugh at other misfortune, especially in wartime …
9 May 1941 … We’d just got down to the Victoria in Turners Hill when there was a whoosh and a bang as a [250kg high explosive] bomb fell where the Fire Station is now – it was old Bertie Simpkins’ junk yard then. Mrs Whiddon who lived opposite had an old lavatory pan come in through her front bedroom window!
[Peter Rooke, Cheshunt at War 1939-1945]
Flowers always make people better, happier and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the soul.
[Luther Burbank]
Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still.
[Dorothea Lang]
Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?
[Monty Python and the Holy Grail]
Week 20 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
“The Spinnaker” at Portsmouth, taken from The Hard. Having now seen it in the flesh, as it were, I’m still not sure I like it. And it is certainly pretentious, standing proud above the waterfront area. 🙂
Perhaps this should be in celebration of May being Masturbation Month?
Rye, in East Sussex, is another of my favourite places because of its history, its friendliness, its proximity to the sea and to Romney Marsh and of course because of its “olde worlde” charm and picturesqueness.

St Anthony’s, Rye, © Copyright by Keith Marshall, 2010.
Following on from my post of a couple of days ago about Fairfield church, I came upon this poem by Patric Dickinson (the poet, 1914-1994, not to be confused with my friend Patric Dickinson who is currently Clarenceux King of Arms and still very much alive).
Rye
It seems solid enough
As you come through the Landgate
And the streets climb up to the church
That, like a stranded ark,
Straddles the hilltop.But Time is different here.
The streets are full of beggars
You cannot see, who speak
The tongues of centuries
To the deaf tourists.‘We have always been perverse
And unprofessional beggars,
For we want to give, not take,
To offer you this town’s
Particular nature.‘It is not what you see
As you trip on the cobbles
And say the houses are quaint,
Nor was it ever like that,
It is our presence.‘The town keeps whispering
Its history – fishermen, merchants –
Lifetimes that have been built
From unimportant scraps
To construct a clement‘Enclave and sanctuary.
Once you have understood this,
You will feel Rye within,
And be disposed to come back,
If you ever leave it.’
Slightly late with this week’s Listography entry, as proposed by Kate Takes 5. This week it’s all about products — specifically those top five products you couldn’t live without.
So in the interests of not frightening the horses natives, here’s my sensible list:
Laptop or PC. I don’t mind if I have a laptop or a desktop PC; I’m happy using either; both have advantages and disadvantages. But I’m a fish out of water without instant access to the intertubes and all my documentation.
Bed. I need my sleep. I need oil tanker loads of beauty sleep and even then it doesn’t do any good. Bed for me is a haven; not just somewhere to sleep but somewhere to relax, read, think and even on occasions watch TV. Yes, we still live very much in student mode, even 40 years after the event!
Camera. I always carry a camera. You never know what you’re going to see. Mostly it’s dull, but very occasionally it isn’t. And I like photographing people and the odd things that go on around me; especially people. Even at home my camera sits to hand on my desk.
Beer. Well we’d better have something to sustain us. I don’t drink a lot of beer these days; I’ve switched mostly to wine in the interests of trying (and failing) to lose weight and control the diabetes. But I love beer and couldn’t do without the occasional fix. And anyway, what else does one really want to drink with curry?
Glasses. As in spectacles. I’m as blind as a bat without my glasses, which I’ve worn since I was about 14. They are such a part of me that I don’t know I’m wearing them, so I’ve never even bothered to think much about having lenses — and not too much point now as I’d still need reading glasses. I like my varifocals; unlike many people I’ve never had problem with them.
So there you are. What are your top five things you couldn’t do without.

[19/52] 2.05 PM, originally uploaded by kcm76.
Week 19 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
As you’ll see if you work out the angles, this was taken from the passenger seat the other day. I wanted to capture the combination of camera, wing-mirror, a bit of self-portrait, the traffic behind us and the traffic beside us at the lights.
Oh dear me! Discovered on the intertubes …
Maybe one shouldn’t wonder the child looks distraught!

[18/52] Turkey Cafe, Leicester, originally uploaded by kcm76.
Week 18 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
Taken on our day trip to Leicester on Tuesday to see our friend Katy. We did gossip, coffee, gossip, superb South Indian curry lunch, gossip, a detour round the villages, gossip, tea with Katy’s parents and her kids and more gossip. A good day!
Week 16 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
Time for another self-portrait, I think, this week. As the title implies, this was taken sitting waiting to see my osteopath.
Week 15 entry for 52 weeks challenge.
Newly opened blossom on our apple tree. I reckon it is around 3 weeks early flowering this year. And as we’re having several warm sunny days and the bees are out there’s a good chance that we’ll get a decent crop of apples this year.