Monday, August 27, 2007

Beyond the wit of any man.

We were watching this on ftn yesterday. I consider myslef a reasonably intelligent person, but cannot for the life of me work out what is going on with 3-2-1.
Yesterday people named fruits and vegetables for which they were rewarded with money, then there was a series of god awful "entertainment" a comedian, who wasn't and some pointless interminable dancing. After that people came on with a mystery item, said some words which Ted Rogers repeated about 8 OR 9 TIMES, then at the end they won a fridge.
What does it all mean?
When I was a child I remember liking Dusty Bin, but have no idea why. Apparently at its peak 16.5 million people watched this, which is not bad for avant garde surrealist theatre.
Please can someone explain it. Bullseye I understand - this is just nonsense.
If you don't believe me just read the bit about the WISHBONE!

Saturday, August 25, 2007


Larded up on curry last night and today my bottom is misbehaving. Begging the question what volume of flatus can a human make.

I have been thinking of experiments to discover the answer and they all involve discomfort and patience. One involves a giant syringe and another a complex water bath / beehive shelf arrangement.

It will probably have to be made to order.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Return of the FAT! (once again)

I have learn-ed (we all speak like that in the country) how to use my camera thingy now; to celebrate here is a picture of our pool in Bulgaria.
I may be 34 but I still find it amusing. Those lilos could be more amusingly arranged though.
Bulgaria incidentally has stunning scenery, friendly people, great weather and, with the possible exception of Russia, the most appalling food I have ever had the misfortune to eat.

Anyway, keeping with the theme lady smahman and I climbed a mountain last week called "Lord Hereford's Knob". Here it is on the right. It is bigger than it looks fnar fnar ect ect.

Note the fat man in the foreground trying in vain to hold in his gut, no idea who he is.
According to my aged parent, there is also one nearby called "Fan y Big" which I shall visit on my tour of slightly amusingly named places as soon as I get back from the Orkneys. I once discovered a street in Attleborough called "Slut's Hole Lane" but I cannot find the piccy.
Other plus points...
In your FACE danger penguin!