It's Tuesday 12th June 2012

It's Tuesday 12th June 2012....

Now its the time of day (evening) that I look forward too, the kids are in bed snoring there little heads off and I'm ready for a stiff drink... orange juice ? (my usual) Naaaa bugger this for a game of gunless soldiers... bring on the Bacardi n coke..... I do like a bit of the old Ronaldo every now and then... say what?... pint please (instructions to her who wears the trousers)... sorted.... its OK its 90% coke a cola

What a strange day... well I overslept... better than saying I slept late, but had a cracking sleep.

Then I did my usual over breakfast (strong fresh black coffee - Italian blend) and scoured through the press pages... yuk.. more garbage about the piggin' Euro... the Leveson thing...groan.....

Spent the rest of the day trying to keep the feckin' cats out of my garden... Sparrowhawks and other birds of prey I can put up with... but cats killing for the hell of it..... not in my garden !!!

Don't get me wrong, I wont hurt them, they have as much right to life as any animal.... but its not as if they are starving, or eat the birds... they don't, and that annoys me tremendously.

I can hear you thinking, buy an electronic cat scarer... you seen the price of them ?.... well worth considering in the future though... if the price comes down by £20... I might buy two.

I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of my new Canon 60D digital SLR camera with full HD video... great for wildlife and a couple of good lenses (only need one more 100mm f2.8 macro true 1:1) 

Well the price was right, (under £500) and the time is moving on, so I said to hell with it and ordered it yesterday... cant wait to see how it compares to my Panasonic digital cd video camera with 1000x magnification... somehow I don't think the VCD stands a chance with quality... but I'll have to wait and see.

Watched a bit of Springwatch tonight on BBC2 brill cameras.... but better still brill wildlife and it made me think of those little birds... and bird flu... what a killer... so out I went into the garden and got the Jeyes fluid out (it kills bird flu) and I disinfected the feeders, birdtable and accesories... job sorted.... the hardest part was reeling in the hosepipe I used to wash the disinfectant away... I was out of breath so much I sat on the bench in my garden and dozed off for 15 minute......wonder i never fell off....haaahaahaa.

That's another day in the life of a soft old git I suppose... ahh well another day tomorrow, wonder what it'll bring ? nothing new or unexpected I suppose. sleep well peeps I'm off to me bed soon I'm knackered !

Am I getting old ?

Now then... I'm getting on a little I know and my old legs cannot walk that far these days and on the rare occasion when I do get out and get to walk more than a few yards... I find I'm out of breath and my legs are aching like hell... " you need a little chair love" says the wife who's trying to stop me from falling over....  " "something foldable nice and light to carry" she said.
I suddenly remembered the little folding fishing seat I had when I was a much younger bloke, it was made of solid steel rod that crossed over with a piece of canvas as a seat... I described it to her and today she tells me she has found one......nice for when I get out and need a seat to rest my legs... "there's only one problem" she says... I wait in anticipation .... "Its fabric is that of a brightly coloured deckchair".

Now me liking to get out and about to get to places not too difficult to reach without hurting myself is great... but the thought of brightly covered seats might not be welcome by some wildlife, and may deter them from showing themselves... just a though ... "Just think" quips the wife " it will be like going to the seaside".... last time  I remember going to the seaside I got shit on by just about every bird there.... No taa.!!!

Feckin' Council

Grrrrrr.... don't you hate it after 3 hours of waiting on the end of a phone trying to get through to someone who's supposed to be there but feckin' isn't ?
I'm talking about the feckin' repairs manager in the council who sent a bloke to replace an air vent but instead he replaced an air vent over a bathroom exhaust fan that is now unusable because of the fire risk due to the overheating fan, the original air vent remains unrepaired .

Now trying to get the manager is not an easy task at the best of times... but a council manager is nigh on feckin' impossible... I mean its not as if he never promised to phone me with a new date to come re repair the original repair and the exhaust for my bathroom that we can no longer use....

Can I speak to him by appointment ? can I buggery.... but I can write to him via the council.... and if I'm lucky... I might get a feckin' reply..... Grrrrrr.... Feckin' Council.

Can you put your hands in my head ? Oh no !

You know what its like when you feel like Blogging but keep getting cold feet when the push comes to shove ?
Well that's exactly how I feel at the moment... I know I need to do it to clear the air with myself... but I'm buggered if I can put my feelings into the right words and context that make any kind of sense to me...or anyone else for that matter..... Its as if some one has there hands in my head jumbling everything up just to piss me off.

I think part of my problem is that I have become fearful of what I might write... I have grown resentful of society being critical of those who cannot help being in a situation that now makes them the most hated group in modern day society... the genuinely disabled and sick.... people from all walks of life who are not in a position to help themselves financially because of the prejudice projected from the likes of 'Politicians' who see all of us as scrounging scum.

My other problem is I am a stickler for getting things right.... and more often than not... I get it totally wrong, still I suppose you can put that down to experience..." keep trying " says the little voice at the back of my head . Hmmm... Dare I ask...  Can you put your hands in my head ? thinking about it... Oh NO!

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Thanks to the kids at St Christophers school Wrexham

Been out by the river Severn near Welshpool  this afternoon, spotted two pairs of Canada Geese who honked as soon as they spotted us walking quite a way off , unfortunatly I did not have my camera with me... if its nice again tomorrow I'll try to get a pic or two of them.
Not much happening down by the river today, but it's nice to swap the noise that emulates from towns for that of the peace and quite (with honking).


Yesterday I took the photo below of a Bluetit 'Hen' building a nest in a bird box made by disabled kids at St Christophers school in Wrexham, well its been accepted by Mrs Bluetit and they are about to move in... Thanks kids without you this photo would not exist.

The kit used to get this photograph are : 


Tripod, Canon 450D 500mm lense set at f8 ISO 200 with 125/sec. 


With summer coming early I think I will be finding lots of wildlife to photograph and watch, and as a bonus I get to have a full weekend to myself in Sussex/Surrey in mid May, should be good.

Skydiving Dilema?

Paddy and Murphy are enjoying a Guinness in a quiet backstreet pub in the centre of Dublin, when Murphy starts telling Paddy about his skydiving lesson.....and his inability to jump...
The instructor said if you don't feckin' jump I'm shovin' this 14 inch dick up your arse.
Paddy askes "Did you jump?"
Murphy looked at his friend and replied "Only a little bit when he first put it in ".