I find it very annoying that WordPress tells me that I have to login (to WordPress), to post a comment on ANOTHER site, while using ANOTHER email address and username, that has nothing whatsoever to do with WordPress! I find this to be far too controlling of my rights and have had to forget about posting on there due to this, while any other accounts on there (facebook, twitter etc), also brings up the same demand to login to WordPress! How do they even know it’s me????? I shall understand if my account is deleted due to this rant. Whatever happened to ‘free speech’?
Well. As the jokes have all dried up, although the ranting continues, (mostly behind the steering wheel!), I have decided to try a new tack. I am slowly morphing into a photographer & so thought, if anyone out there wants to see what I’m currently doing, learning & taking, I’d use me old blog page to put some work up, so you can!
I’ve already uploaded some images, but then had to take them down again as, this silly site that I can’t work properly, wouldn’t let me add any text to tell you what they are! So I’m going to write first & add pictures later. My first four pictures are from London. Anyone heard of Ala.ni? She’s a great new solo singer. She has musicians accompany her as well though. She was a backing singer for people like Mary J Blige & Damon Albarn et al. Now she’s stepping out on her own & my partner & I went to London to see her. the first picture is of her & her band. the next three pictures are some attempts at ‘Street Photography’. I am told that it is perfectly legal to take pictures of people in the street (Like Vivian Maier) for example, this means people going about their everyday business. Not closely focusing on them, like in bedrooms or anything personal obviously, but, well, you’ll see what I mean. If I offend anyone, they only need ask & I will gladly delete any photos of them, that they aren’t happy with. Although I don’t even have to do that, but if they ask me to stop, then I will, but if they say OK to keeping their picture(s) that I have already taken, that’s the best scenario for me. So here goes. I will try to add a little caption to say what’s going on in them. The three pictures were taken in Russell Square Gardens in Camden, London back in June of this year. Please feel free to tell me what you think of them. There now, two pictures that should have been down the bottom, ended up above the other two. How on Earth does this site work? If anyone likes this post & wants to see more. Then more there shall be. I take pictures in all categories, although portraits are rare & don’t expect to see any ‘nudes’ for some time to come! I hope to hear from you all soon… In case you were wondering, all photography on this page is my own work. Promise!
I’m sorry folks, I know I promised to write a big bad blog this year, but although I haven’t gotten around to it yet. I’m sorry to say that I’m still here and am still planning to do it. I STILL haven’t sorted out my complaint about an airline treating my partner like doo-doo, just because she has a disability. This is in part, due to the fact that it involves the SPECIAL company who arrange holidays for people with disabilities, the travel company who they booked our holiday with, the airline who that travel company seconded our flight to, even though they have hundreds of their own planes and the people who provided ‘assistance’ by throwing my partner around like an old sack-o’-spuds and leaving her actually sitting atop one of the seatbelt holders! They are all currently passing me from pillar to post and not accepting ANY responsibility. So anyway, if I EVER get around to doing this promised super-blog post, it will probably be about how, not that my partner is disabled, but how the whole world IS disabled. The more I look around, the more things I see that are made into barriers to keep disabled people OUT. We have rules now that say any new buildings must be made accessible to all, but so many companies have found ways AROUND those rules, by building their places into awkward shapes and putting ‘dividers’ about the place, to stop wheelchairs from getting anywhere near. Like one restaurant I know that has fixed seating by all the tables and you are not allowed to put a wheelchair on the end of the table as it’s ‘against the fire safety rules’ and they are legally allowed to (and do) enforce that rule. So in other words, NO wheelchairs are allowed in! Although it’s illegal to discriminate. Work that one out if you can!
WHOOPS! I nearly started writing a post right there and then. Sorry! Hope to see you all soon!
I am someone who, when ‘inspired’ to do something, will stop at nothing to achieve my desire. Not just ‘oh I think I’ll do that’, but something clicks within me. Like many years ago, given the challenge to fix an ‘Anniversary’ clock. Someone put this thing down in front of me, said “I’ll bet you can’t get this going again” and left me with it. Of course, such a challenge to me is more like a red rag to a bull. Let me explain to those of you not in the know, just what an ‘Anniversary’ clock is. You may have seen one. It has a circular wooden base, with a clock movement atop it, below the clock part, at the top of four metal posts, is an arrangement of four (for want of a better word) balls. These spin around, like a circular pendulum, making the clock tick as they stop one clockwise revolution and tock as it completes an anti-clockwise one and so on. All of this is covered by a glass or plastic dome. The anniversary part, is due to the fact that it should run for about 400 days or thereabouts, so if you get it as a gift, you then wind it up on the anniversary of receiving it. I’m not talking about a silly, battery operated one either. No, this was as mechanical as it gets, the four-balled pendulum dangles by a thin strip of metal, like a kind of spring that gets wound up and unwound on each alternating spin and it was this that was the main problem of this clock. My instructor informed us that the best way to see why a clock DOESN’T run, is to watch a working one and try to discover exactly why it DOES run. So I sat there for a few hours watching a good one to see what made it tick (and tock). I’m digressing, so will cut this short. Basically, although it took me about a week of tweaking and watching, (while doing other things as well of course), I completed the challenge and fixed the clock!
The main point of this post, which has taken me ages to reach is that for years, I have wanted to try a (rum-based) ‘Mai Tai’ cocktail. I used to drink a lot of rum when younger and believe that I may have, single-handedly, helped keep the Barbados government budget afloat with my rum-drinking efforts! However, having ‘asked around’, it seems that no-one local, or within over a thousand miles even, makes or sells such a concoction! I kept asking and even printed out the ingredients and handed them to various barmen in pubs, inns and hotels all around, all to no effect. I finally accepted that no such cocktail would be imbibed by me, unless I made one myself. I gave myself a challenge to drink one on Christmas Eve 2015 at the latest. So armed with the internet, (thankfully, as I could NEVER have done it without), I set about researching the history and ingredients of the previously unsourceable Mai Tai. It would have been much easier if I had simply had the funds to take a holiday in Hawaii, the Caribbean or even just California and other such places that DO make and sell such a thing. But it wasn’t to be and so, burning the midnight oil and poring over web-based documents, like Gandalf, trying to research the history of THAT ring. During my search, I discovered interesting characters such as “Don the beachcomber” and “Trader Vic” and their infamous, colourful histories, while trying to find the original and best version of my much sought after libation. Not happy with just any old Mai Tai was I, oh no, I had to find the actual, proper one as, apparently, nearly every bartender and ‘mixologist’ makes a different version. So I eventually found the real one and then spent a few more weeks trying to find the ingredients locally(!) Not an easy prospect at all! I bought some ‘bits’ in the shops, had to find others on the internet and even had to resort making my own in the kitchen! Did I succeed? Of course I did, but the first version, created just the day before Christmas eve, was not very good, although I did it! But have made a much better and more enjoyable one since, but oh my heavens is it strong!? (I had a different cocktail abroad last year, an ‘Aviation’, only it tasted very good, but very weak as, obviously, the bar wanted to make it with hardly any alcohol, in order to make a massive profit out of me)!!! So now I shall probably have to ‘water down’ my own Mai Tai, in order to save me from being blown away by booze, every time I fancy a cocktail. I’m not much of a drinker anymore and thank goodness for that! I hope this hasn’t left you all shaken? (Or stirred, come to that). Happy New Year! Hic!
P.S. The picture above IS an original Mai Tai and not like any of the red, orange, pink or whatever people will tell you is the correct versions, when they’re not. It’s the taste that counts. Maita’i roa ae. Look that up, if you have the time!
I would just like to take this opportunity to say that I hope all of my readers had a happy Christmas and to wish everyone a very happy New Years! for 2016 of course.
Maybe I should say ‘all of my reader’, as I’ve still not quite hit the big time, in the wobbly world of blogging and still haven’t grabbed many of you into reading and worshipping my every printed word. But I will keep plodding on, I’ve got something big in the pipeline and hope that people will want to read that. Possibly.
See you next year, dear reader(s)!
You know the thing. You get the latest holiday brochure for “Summer 2016″ or a Winter one, or ‘Lakes and Mountains” or “Citybreaks”. You sit there for an hour or so, poring over the pages full of images of beautiful, photoshopped blue skies and swimming pools and imagine yourself on one of the sunbeds, with a cool drink, while soaking up the [enter holiday destination here] sun. But then, you ACTUALLY make up your mind to do it and go on to book a holiday in THAT hotel. But when you get there, do you feel like you thought you would feel? Or do you, like I always do, feel that it’s just you, but in another place? Not quite the ‘paradise’ that you imagined? Your meticulously planned once-in-a-lifetime dream vacation, has let you down again.
You paid XXX amount of pounds, dollars or what have you, only to find that your room is full of cockroaches, the pool is just a big, wet space, full of cold water with bits floating on the top. The kids entertainment is so noisy all day, that you wish you had booked into an ‘adults-only’ resort and that’s even when you DO have kids of your own. The food is well, indescribable really. Not because it tastes bad, but because you cannot identify what ever THAT is, you know the lumps of some kind of meat you’ve never even seen before in a hot, brown sauce? At least it comes with rice. Well, I THINK that’s rice? Maybe? I wish everything like that had a label, so you can remember it to recommend to your friends (or warn them away from it)! Then you wish you hadn’t gone ‘all-inclusive’, as you get the same dishes every other day and not the top-quality local cuisine that you expected. I actually had a problem with ‘mosquito’ bites one year. I didn’t find out that mosquito bites don’t look like that, until I got home to find that actually they had been bed bugs! Eeww! Never going there again! I would love to know if there is actually ANYWHERE that is like the dream vacation, we all imagine we are going on?
One thing I do love now though, is Street-View. You know, on the online maps? Where you can actually ‘loiter’ outside your holiday location, to see where it is and even ‘walk’ around a bit. I also love to plan out where the shops and sights are, to save time when I’m there. It also puts me in the mood to want to be there quicker. Obviously there are some places that even they can’t show you, as it’s pedestrianised or something. Now when I come home from holiday, I have a look on there and suddenly wish I was back there! I’m sure the ‘roaches miss me, even if no-one else does!
1) Why does Christmas come around sooner every year? Oh I know there’s at least 365 days between each one, but they somehow ‘manipulate’ that for sure. I’m old yes, but not stupid enough to believe that there was more than 100 days since the last one. Maybe it’s a time thing. ‘Inflation’ or something like that!Embed from Getty Images
2) Why do women secretly have this wish to wipe out or just blind the male population? Just because they appear to be shorter than us men, (I’m only 5’6”) and go around on cold, rainy and wintry days with the points of their umbrellas pointed at our eyes at an angle of about 45 degrees?Embed from Getty Images
3) Why do people in London have this ‘London Weighting’ thing? They get paid more, just because it costs more to live there. I understand that. What I don’t understand, is why when I visit there, I don’t get paid more for the time I am there and have to pay grossly inflated prices for everything!Embed from Getty Images
4) How does Santa enter our houses, now that chimneys are a scarce item in new properties?Embed from Getty Images
5) Why do multi-storey car parks have to be made, so that when you drive around them, unless you can turn on a sixpence, you nearly bang into every wall and then have the tiniest spaces possible, with lots of dividing walls to cause even more scrapes?Embed from Getty Images
6) Finally, why is Rudolph the only reindeer to participate in Red Nose Day?
I’d better stop now, or someone else on here may think I’ve stolen her list idea.
I wish someone would give me humbugs for Christmas, then I could go around offering one to everybody, saying ‘Bah, Humbug’?
Meanwhile, just remember that “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to feed and be fed in return”. (With apologies to Eden Ahbez).
Okay. I know it’s not really scary but, trying to become a better photographer, I’ve been updating my ‘tweaking’ skills. You know, playing around with a photo and coming up with something completely different. Well almost. I took a few pictures of a local Cathedral’s cloisters and kept messing around with one of them until I turned it into this:
(It’s quite a nice Cathedral, but I wouldn’t say it’s one of my favourite haunts). I tried to get it finished in time for Halloween, but missed out by a whole week! Never mind. I still have a long way to go learning wise, but I got loads of likes, peer awards and praise for it on a photo sharing site, so I’m pretty much on cloud nine at the moment. No wonder I’m missing out on blogging so much! Hope you like it.
I know. I didn’t post anything last week. I can only apologise to my regular readers and hope you can forgive me. But that’s the way I roll? Rumble? Move? Well, whatever you call it. I do try to post every week, but when I don’t, please don’t blame me. It’s only because I couldn’t find anything to blog about! I was going to go on about how, due to the British Guy Fawkes/fireworks night being this Thursday, that Halloween didn’t happen to be quite so big this year. This is because “Families” like to have their fireworks on a Saturday night (see my picture above), when most families seem to be at home. So the little ‘trick-or-treaters’ can’t get out and about so easily, as their parents want to set off lots of loud, bangy things and pretty, flashy things and the like. So anyone who’s gone to all the trouble of decorating the house up and getting loads of sweets in, just for the occasion, are left with loads of those very same sweets! We have a male 22 year old rubbish bin, who will no doubt, help us to dispose of it all. But if I had known that there would be loads of fireworks going off instead, I wouldn’t have wasted all that money on sweets! But like I say, I was going to go on about that, but I won’t, as I’m sure you wouldn’t be interested. As Thursday is actually the Fifth of November, or Bonfire Night as they also call it, we will be having more fireworks going off then and then even MORE fireworks on yet another Saturday night! So pets beware. But did you notice how I’ve gotten the hang of using Italics now? I’m slowly getting the hang of this WordPress thing. you might even say that I’m getting really bold at using it!
Oh Guy Fawkes, where are you, now that we NEED you? (just kidding). Hopefully, if the subject matter allows, I’ll see you next week!
Is it obvious that it took me a large chunk of the afternoon making that sign? (Avoiding revision). Nope. Good.
So I’ll give you a few categories (I think maybe because its the first one and I don’t want to get cocky I won’t give that many because a lot of people don’t know about it yet, maybe if it grows the amount of categories can grow too)
Now it’s pretty simple you paste a link to a blog post of your own or another of your favourite blogger’s posts(if its not your post then remember to tell me the name of the other persons blog and declare its not your own) and tell me which category you want to enter.
And tadahhh thats it, in a week (or less) I’ll tell you the winners!
1) The happiest/positive
2) The one that made me wee myself with laughter.
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