We were on holiday last week (OK, due to production issues it was a couple of weeks ago now) with our friends Joe, Kirsty and Alfie (their Patterdale/Border Terrier cross) for a trip to the very heart of Wales, where we soon discovered that the delights of anything worthwhile doing was always at least an hour’s drive away from where we were staying.
The Journey
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Nothing say Wales like sheep.... Is it wrong to say these are particularly attractive looking sheep…. No, no not in that way…. except…. with a bit of lippy, stockings and suspenders or some Mint Jelly if they turn you down... It's a win win Scenario...although not for the sheep.. The Beast - Nikon D700 13 June 2011 ISO 2000 50mm F5 1/4000 second |
With our car packed to the gunnels, Mrs B and I had intended to set off at 4pm, in order to get to the property at a reasonable time….in true BlackLOG style we were over three hours behind schedule setting off, so we didn’t make it to our destination until gone 11.30pm. As we had expected to arrive before Joe and Kirsty (apparently dogs take ages to get their things together and are rubbish packers) we were on dinner duty. Just as well Alfie took extra long packing, as it still gave us just enough time to put together a Chilli-con-Carne (Please note this is the BlackLOG, there is no vegetarian option (1) and, unless it is the only choice, organic is to be avoided at all high costs…(2) before they arrived for a 1am supper (or does that count as an early breakfast?)
1) It should not be forgotten that Hitler was a vegetarian, which is hardly a great endorsement in my book…. Although he did introduce the world’s first smoking ban, proving that not even homicidal mass murderers are all bad ….. That said, I am currently struggling to find a hint of goodness in Stalin and Mother Teresa (That was Fred West’s evil twin sister wasn’t it?…..)
1) It should not be forgotten that Hitler was a vegetarian, which is hardly a great endorsement in my book…. Although he did introduce the world’s first smoking ban, proving that not even homicidal mass murderers are all bad ….. That said, I am currently struggling to find a hint of goodness in Stalin and Mother Teresa (That was Fred West’s evil twin sister wasn’t it?…..)
(2) I truly believe that our over-populated planet cannot be sustained organically. Which leaves you ethically responsible organic users, who no doubt pick up your organic produce in your 4x4 planet destroyer, in a bit of a dilemma. Are you happy to let millions starve so that you can pay extortionate amounts of money for your vegetables to be free range with each plant given an acre of it’s very own to grow in….?
The 4 hour journey had been a hoot, with Mrs B inexplicably staying awake for the whole 250 miles. Since I had expected to spend 249 of those miles effectively travelling solo, I had brought along company in the form of our two in-car satellite navigation devices (before you ask, we have one for each of our cars), to do a bit of compare and contrast. What can I say? It’s a man thing. In my defence, for this bit of experimentation, the last time we travelled to North Wales our friends Craig and Mala were using a similar satnav system as ours :-
I took off like a bat out of hell, in totally the wrong direction (yes there are many ways to leave Bishops Stortford - some better than others) and after about half an hour passed us at high speed, making our first meeting point about 20 minutes before us…. (At those speeds he had to fill up his car every third petrol station. Not so bad on long motorway stretches but can prove very expensive if you are in a very densely populated petrol station area.)
Once again he took off at speed leaving us in his dust……….
Just as we reached our destination we got a phone call –
Craig – “Do you want to meet up for lunch as we are getting hungry?”
Me – “Yeah sure, there is a little tea room that we are sitting outside that does sandwiches”
Craig – “Where exactly are you?”
Me – “At our destination, why? Where are you?”
Craig – Silence…..
Me - “Are you still there?”
Craig – “With you in about half an hour…”
It turned out that while our Sat Nav had taken us on a route directly across the moors, theirs had taken them the very long way around…..talk about the Hare and Tortoise
For the record, my experiment’s results – not a great deal of difference in the estimated time of arrival or distance to travel on either machine….How disappointing. I was hoping for a bit of fisticuffs between the two machines….
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Our conversations on the journey included “What long distance lorry drivers would need to survive for weeks on end in their little cabs” – After a deep and psychological discussion we decided on :-
A little camp bed – (no, it doesn’t have to be pink but I’m not stopping them if that’s what the lorry driver decides on)
A microwave oven – (they need to heat up those canned beans somewhere, where else are they going to be able to get all that trapped wind from?)
A little TV – (They have to have something to do with their time to while away the hours between their mass killing sprees, visiting their multiple bigamistic collection of wives - extended over different parts of the country - and practicing to fart various national anthems without experiencing the dreaded follow-through …..)
And a yellow potty – (As a child Mrs B said that her parents would carry a little yellow potty in the car with them for emergencies (3) and the thought of some great big hairy trucker’s arse hanging over the sides of it had us cracking up…. )
(3) I bet my dad had wished he had thought about taking a potty with us for moderately long journeys. On one memorable expedition I wrote off a favourite pair of his hush puppies when he decided we were not going to stop for anything.
I suspect this peculiar parental behaviour was down to the slow speed of 1970s motor vehicles (Acceleration of 0-25mph in a bracing 25 minutes, so any unscheduled stops could potentially add days to a journey) and the fact that kids now get to travel with an entire entertainment package (4) - enough to make your average hairy-arsed trucker green with envy. If I had had this option as a kid you would never have got me out of the back of the car - even when my parents reached the hospital to peal my sister and I off of those lethal black plastic seats (5) that 70’s British cars specialised in, to get us treated for 2nd degree burns. The seats were bad enough in winter, but forcing your kids to sit on them in summer while making them wear shorts and skirts (6) would normally count as child abuse of the highest order. In the 70’s it was regarded as character building and any scarring left by the branding on the back of the legs was seen as a badge of honour…..
(4) When I was a kid we had to make up our own entertainment which included unforgettable (if only - after years of therapy they still haunt me) games, such as:
How far? (this was mainly for your parents’ pleasure) – as in how far could they take you without having to stop for a wee?
I spy - but on strict instruction that the letter P and any excessive “ssss” sounds were strictly verboten as it tended to have a detrimental effect on the “how far” game
The repetitive song game – as a counter measure to the “How far?” game my sister and I would repeat at a high pitched and particularly annoying level
A pig has a ring in its nose
A pig has a ring in its nose
A pig has a ring in its nose
A pig has a ring in its nose
A pig has a ring in its nose
A pig has a ring in its nose
Until
a) We reached our destination
or
b) My father could take no more and would explode – leaving us in stunned silence for a few minutes before starting a chorus of
Are we nearly there yet?
Are we nearly there yet?
Are we nearly there yet?
Are we nearly there yet?
Until
a) We reached our destination
or
b) My father murdered us*
* A little known fact, I am the 79th version of myself – I was a very annoying child…..
Whereas my sister is the 52nd version of herself. She was either a slightly less annoying child or better at getting out of the way….
(5) light bulb moment of realisation, so that was why they had those seats - easy clean plastic in case they misjudged the distance during a tense game of “How Far”….
(6) For the record and avoidance of any doubt, my sister was wearing the skirts. The only time I have worn a skirt was my wedding, as I didn’t want to wear a lame old wedding suit and so fell back on my Scottish ancestry. Besides Mrs B had already baggsied the nice white dress.
To a bottomless and wonderfully meaningless discussion on the benefits of sat navs over map books
Mrs B was defending her map book, which normally sits on her lap, acting like a blanket suffering severe rigor mortis.
While I was defending my, not one but two Sat navs, which normally sit on the dashboard being ignored because I’m male and don’t take instructions very well, even when repeated in stereo….
I did experiment with a Yoda voice for a while
“Turn left here you will”
“Turn right and avoid the dark side”
But even these instructions didn’t work on me
Mrs B put forward the argument that she liked to see the bigger picture
Me – “so where are we on the map now?”
Mrs B – “I don’t know I wasn’t tracking the journey”
“You can’t even see Birmingham on the sat nav”
Me – Pressing the zoom out function – “look it’s there”
seeing Mrs B was on a different page
“where is it on your map?”
Mrs B – glancing down and looking a bit puzzled –“Oh my god, I’ve lost Birmingham”
Me – “How can you lose Britain’s second city?”
Mrs B – looking a bit downcast “I’m sure it was there a moment ago…”
Shortly afterwards Mrs B tried again
Mrs B - “so what is the name of that mountain ahead of us?”
Me - “I don’t know the sat nav only gives roads, towns and rivers”
Mrs B - “Aha! See? Map books are much better”
Me - “OK, clever clogs what is it called?”
Mrs B - “ Hang on a second I’ll just consult my map book….”
Mrs B - “Aaah…………..”
Me - “Well?”
Mrs B - “The map book doesn’t seem to name mountains….”
“Perhaps I should have checked before I asked that particular question…..”
Me - “Have you found Birmingham yet?”
Mrs B - “You don’t half prattle on…”
Arrival
We were almost entirely cut off from civilisation, with just 2G wireless available, which is probably worse than no access at all, offering as it does just a glimpse of communication but no more….
here comes a page……
still loading….
any day now and you might get the second word…
Oh there is a picture on the page…
you had better come back next month…..
While waiting for the internet the rest of the week was packed with:
Cooking contests – an honourable draw, Mrs B and I would have won except Mrs B didn’t like her own dessert creation, which was a shame as everyone else did…
Gorge walking – which turned out a bit more hard core then we expected, I certainly didn’t imagine we would be tied to ropes and chucked over a waterfall
High ropes – the chance to pay good money to scare yourself silly
Long walks - interspersed by sheep chasing – Alfie proved to be not quite as well behaved as he had promised to be
Fetch - which actually turned into more of a game of tug of stick – Alfie preferring to play tug than chase.
Crabbing – No not from the back of the car by the girls but from a pier in yet another unpronounceable Welsh town…
Welsh Language
You have to ask yourself how the Welsh came up with the names of their towns, it’s like someone drew out scrabble letters and just did not bother to rearrange them into a coherent order. Either that or the Welsh have a bit of a stutter when it comes to certain consonants….
Llawrygyln – Where we were staying – comprising sheep, sheep and gates to get you back to the real world – 10 minutes of driving before you even reach the resemblance of a road
Cwrt-newyder – I challenge anyone to attempt that without being high on drugs or 10 pints into a very heavy drinking session….
Y-Drenewydd - Newtown in English. Which, according to the sign as you entered the town …rather slowly (7) ….has been a new town since 1321
(7) Most strange, in that 99% of Wales appears to be almost empty of traffic, with long winding roads working their way through the valleys and just made for speeding (8) – Yet Newtown (new since 1321, that cracks me up every time) was like the centre of London during rush hour on the busiest day of the year….
(8) The Welsh appear to have swapped speed cameras for sheep – I was racing home hoping to get to see The Apprentice – the satnav started estimating that we would be 10 minutes late, but through a combination of skill, speed and a sleeping Mrs B I managed to turn it around and was on course to make it when I came across a bunch of sheep – 15 minutes of waiting for them to stop milling about and the Welsh speed trap had done its job…..
I also discovered that driving at fun speeds, on the empty Welsh roads with two passengers in the back seat (Mrs B & Kirsty) makes for a stressful experience with threats of either physical violence or that their stomach contents would be introduced to the back of my neck.
“Neck - meet Stomach Contents”
“Stomach contents - meet the back of my neck”
It is a great inducement to moderate your speed….
Show me the sunny
Monitoring our way to a fortune (or not) with our Solar Panels
KW Produced so far – 1810
KW generated in the last 2 weeks – 266
This has earned us approximately – £905
Record of the week
If you want to hear the music you have to press play on the Ipod at the top....
Sheep Go to Heaven and Frank Sinatra (Live) by Cake - A great song for Wales ifa little harsh on Goats - not sure what Frank Sinatra was doing there, perhaps he has been watching one too many Woody Allen Films....
Becoming more like Alfie by The Divine Comedy - He certainly taught me a thing or two about hanging onto a lost cause....
Traffic by Stereophonics - In honour of Y-Drenewydd proving that Wales is not just a backwater it has traffic it's own traffic issues...
The regular section in support of Joe (Stunt Cock) and his growing watch business Xupes.com.
| Xupes price | £5,950.00 |
| RRP | £6,980.00 |
Rolex GMT Master II Ceramic bezel 18k yellow gold/Stainles steel watch on stainless steel/18k yellow gold strap with stainless steel deployment buckle. This watch is from Rolex's current range which continues to be sold in Boutiques worldwide and can be seen on their website. This is the mens 40mm automatic size. The dial is black with luminous (when dark) markers and hands with green GMT hand. The watch is in immaculate unworn overall condition complete with Box, manuals, cards and rolex guarantee dated 26/12/09 meaning the watch is still under manufacturers warranty for over a year.
Photo Finish
All pictures this week were taken with - The Beast in Wales
I've also provided some camera setup information for those that are interested....
Water shots
These are like clouds people see different things -
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| I call this the running man..... water frozen in time F11 ISO 3200 1/3200 seconds 195mm |
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I see a couple of gladiators on a Viking ship F11 ISO 3200 1/3200 seconds 195mm |
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| To me this looks like a unicorn being ridden by a cowboy.... F11 ISO 3200 1/3200 seconds 195mm |
Day at the beach
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| The stand off - Starring Stunt-cock and Alfie F5.6 ISO 200 1/1250 seconds 140mm |
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This could be one of those fancy shmancy clothes catalogues shots. Just as well I didn’t make it into my own picture it would have totally ruined the illusion…. ISO 2000 1/4000 seconds 140mm |
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| 1 of 2 "Are You Looking at me?" A Welsh Seagull with attitude F/5.6 ISO 200 1/1250 seconds 210mm |
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2 of 2 "A Seagull with Altitude...." F/5.6 ISO 200 1/1000 seconds 140mm |
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| You have to admire my determination I was not letting go for anything... F/9 ISO 800 1/8000 seconds 140mm |
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| Yes he is undeniably crabby but not as loud as the girls in the back of the car... F5.6 ISO 200 1/500 seconds 300mm |
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This must be the most confusing road signs in the world, ever…. F7.1 ISO 1600 1/3200 seconds 140mm |
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The barn at night F11 ISO 3200 1/3200 seconds 195mm |
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Sword in the Stone - The Welsh attempt to grab a piece of the Arthur legend... F1.4 ISO 6400 1/30 seconds 50mm |
Tune in next time for the conclusion of our Welsh adventure and a special Mrs B and Mega Mini Beast Picture section....
You know what I love about these posts?
ReplyDeleteI feel like I'm there, watching it like a movie as I'm reading.
Look at Alfie fly!!
I saw a running man too. I also saw the viking ship, though couldn't make out the gladiators, but I think I saw Santa's reindeer. And I definitely saw the cowboy riding the unicorn.
Seems like sheep gone wild over there in Wales.
Every time the best friend & I combat our sat navs, they also seem to be very different & he usually catches the brunt of it once his has taken us completely out of the way.
I was a very annoying child myself. LOL
The part about the 2G reminds me that it's been 3 weeks & I better go check to see if that webpage from earlier in the month is still loading.
Ya know, I never thought of a cooking contest amongst friends, but I love this idea, as much I love this new watch segment of the blog. I'm a sucker for knowledge on quality stuff.
That picture on the rocks really does look straight out of a catalog.
That is one good thing about being a woman - We can also resort to threats of physical violence, but look nothing but cute for it.
Great week on the BlackLog. I truly felt like I was in the moments, and wonderful pics as usual! As always, can't wait for next week! =) Hope you & Mrs. B are really enjoying your summer days so far.
LilPixi said
ReplyDeleteYou know what I love about these posts?
No what? Don’t keep me waiting…
I feel like I'm there, watching it like a movie as I'm reading. ?
Thankfully you have such a vivid imagination to help fill in the gaps
Look at Alfie fly!! ?
Yeah about that, I really didn’t mean to let go of the ball while Alfie was attached
I saw a running man too. I also saw the viking ship, though couldn't make out the gladiators, but I think I saw Santa's reindeer. And I definitely saw the cowboy riding the unicorn. ?
I think the gladiators must have eaten Santa’s reindeer, which is why I didn’t see the reindeer, just before the cowboy shot the gladiators, which probably explains why you didn’t see them…..
Seems like sheep gone wild over there in Wales. ?
The population is about 90% sheep, just as well as they are the sexy ones….Sorry I mean attractive….I mean not ugly….look I do not have a sheep fetish….
Every time the best friend & I combat our sat navs, they also seem to be very different & he usually catches the brunt of it once his has taken us completely out of the way. ?
You should tell him not to use the sat nav’s sponsored by the gas companies, they have been especially designed to double the length of your journey …..
I was a very annoying child myself. LOL?
The best kind, and one of the reasons why I decided I didn’t want kids, I know my child self would have driven my adult self nuts….
The part about the 2G reminds me that it's been 3 weeks & I better go check to see if that webpage from earlier in the month is still loading. ?
Only a week to go before it loads. Don’t watch it too much, you know the old sating watched kettle never boils…
Ya know, I never thought of a cooking contest amongst friends, but I love this idea, as much I love this new watch segment of the blog. I'm a sucker for knowledge on quality stuff. ?
You should go for it, it’s great fun, if a little fattening….
That picture on the rocks really does look straight out of a catalog. ?
I’ve had a lot of offers from people wanting to buy the rocks but nothing for the clothes or models yet….
That is one good thing about being a woman - We can also resort to threats of physical violence, but look nothing but cute for it. ?
Yeah I always get sexually excited when naked woman attempts to attack me with a huge great knife….
Great week on the BlackLog. I truly felt like I was in the moments, and wonderful pics as usual! As always, can't wait for next week! =) Hope you & Mrs. B are really enjoying your summer days so far. ?
We have got a few busy weeks ahead of us so hopefully should have enough blog fodder to keep feeding the old BlackLOG
I love your blog! how you designed it.. Is amazing! Mine sucks compared to yours. Check mine out!
ReplyDeleteYafet Teg said...
ReplyDeleteI love your blog! how you designed it.. Is amazing! Mine sucks compared to yours. Check mine out!
Not exactly designed as evolved but thank you….
Ha the sheep are quite cute I must say!!! I think they'd look best without the stockings though. Live the Hitler fact, I discovered thAt last year along with his anti smoking, anti drinking thing and it blew mind as well, what a weirdo. And tortoise and the hare indeed :)
ReplyDeleteMiss Caitlin S. said...
ReplyDeleteHa the sheep are quite cute I must say!!! I think they'd look best without the stockings though.
Now you say that but I’m not just talking stockings, I’m talking killer high heels (large enough to keep the wolf from the door..) Handbags, scarves, push up bra’s (these are probably going to be reasonably cheap now retailers have been prevented from selling them to the under 10’s), lipstick and makeup. These sheep could become your new BFF….
Love the Hitler fact, I discovered that last year along with his anti smoking, anti drinking thing and it blew my mind as well, what a weirdo.
I just need to work on the mass murder and vegetarian thing….I suspect the mass murder would come easy if I was forced to eat vegitables….
And tortoise and the hare indeed :)
I was going to go with Sloth and Cheetah but that parable ends badly after the cheetah chokes to death halfway through eating the Sloth, which I guess technically made it a draw….People don’t appreciate how dangerous those Sloth’s are, hanging around your digestive system….
Sorry it took me so long to get back. It was a very busy & hectic long holiday weekend over here.
ReplyDelete"I think the gladiators must have eaten Santa’s reindeer, which is why I didn’t see the reindeer, just before the cowboy shot the gladiators, which probably explains why you didn’t see them….. "
You solved the mystery!
Hilarious responses!!
I want to quote each one & say how funny it i, but that would just be a little too repetitive, wouldn't it.
I hear that about busy weeks ahead! *Cheers*
You gotta love the busy of summertime!
I have always been interested in how the people of the UK feel about one another. For example, way in the past the Scots and English often fought each other. Does any tension still exist? This blog is very interesting, following!
ReplyDeleteI love those water pictures. Particularly, the running man. Take that, cloud watching! This is "Xtreme!!" (too much?)
ReplyDeleteLilPixi said...
ReplyDeleteSorry it took me so long to get back. It was a very busy & hectic long holiday weekend over here.
You get out and enjoy yourself, the BlackLOG isn’t going anywhere, well not unless the Grammar police catch up with it….
"I think the gladiators must have eaten Santa’s reindeer, which is why I didn’t see the reindeer, just before the cowboy shot the gladiators, which probably explains why you didn’t see them….. "
You solved the mystery!
I’m not so sure that I have as I think I saw Mrs Santa giving a lap dance to a clearly not so dead gladiator or if he was dead, rigamortis had set in a particularly embarrassing area for him…. I didn’t see Mrs Santa complaining about it, but I guess that’s only to be expected if you marry someone who only comes once a year….unless Santa is really Sting and he has perfected his 364 day tantric sex technique….
I hear that about busy weeks ahead! *Cheers*
You gotta love the busy of summertime!
One event down (Bryan Ferry at Kew gardens, Think Madison Gardens but replace the cement with trees, flowers and grass) 3 to go, for our extended weekend.
Funny Pets said...
ReplyDeleteI have always been interested in how the people of the UK feel about one another. For example, way in the past the Scots and English often fought each other. Does any tension still exist?
It does but now more in the form of verbal abuse rather than any physical version
The English are universally hated by the Irish, Scots and Welsh
The Irish hate the Welsh
The Welsh hate everyone including the Welsh
The Scots hate the Welsh almost as much as they hate the English
While the English will support the other nations in any game not involving the English
The other three nations will support anyone that the English are playing…
Other than that we get on like oil and water….
A Beer for the Shower said...
ReplyDeleteI love those water pictures. Particularly, the running man. Take that, cloud watching! This is "Xtreme!!" (too much?)
I have noticed that the clouds have been sulking recently, especially now that they have been replaced as the official sponsors of “What shapes can you see today?”
Wow. You are all kinds of energetic. I felt like I just watched the trailer of a really cool movie coming out.
ReplyDeleteThe kind where I tell my husband, "I'd like to watch that even WITHOUT THE popcorn."
The watch thing? Are those watches you already own or watches you are drooling over?
Jenny said...
ReplyDeleteWow. You are all kinds of energetic. I felt like I just watched the trailer of a really cool movie coming out.
I just hope that unlike a lot of film trailers I’ve not used up all the good bits
The kind where I tell my husband, "I'd like to watch that even WITHOUT THE popcorn."
Popcorn drives me nuts, it gets everywhere, especially in your ears when inconsiderate eaters munch too loudly
The watch thing? Are those watches you already own or watches you are drooling over?
These are watches from our friend Joe’s business….We have invested in the business and so giving a bit of publicity for him….