Sunday 17 July 2011

Don’t mention the war – I mentioned it once but I didn’t get away with it

It was a busy week this week, mainly due to some extended birthday celebration

Saturday – Kew gardens -  Sophie Ellis Baxter supporting Bryan Ferry
Sunday - Birthday BBQ
Monday – Kew Gardens again this time for Blondie
Tuesday – actual birthday and a trip to see Much A Do About Nothing
Wednesday -  back to work for a much needed rest 

In random order for more dramatic effect– What do you expect? this is the BlackLOG it doesn’t really do Linear…

Blondie - Born 1st July 1945 (age 66)
She certainly is a game old bird and at 66 cast a very impressive figure for her age – Her legs remind me of Tina Turner’s, when she was in her mid sixties and you have to wonder if they use the same leg supplier….  My concert companions complained that Debbie was sounding flat – but in truth I always felt that she sang flat, which was very much part of her charm. The problem I felt was more that if this had been a high jump competition Debbie would have failed to clear the bar, even at the lowest setting.  In fact I fear she would have struggled to get over it if it had been lying on the floor. It was not just the high notes but the medium height ones that were being crucified…Now before you start thinking that this was a stinker of a concert I can assure you that it was not, the songs are just too good even if the wigs are not….  

Bryan Ferry - born 26 September 1945 (age 65)
Looking a little bit crumpled, more like Bagpus who has swapped his fur for a blue lounge suit, rather than the suave lounge lizard from yesteryear…. It seems odd that he is actually 2 months younger than a certain Miss Harry, I’m guessing that he has not had as much renovation work done, to his credit, although someone should tell him that so much black hair dye in your 60’s is not dignified.  One of Debbie’s awful white wigs would have looked more natural on him. 

Sophie Ellis Bexter - Born last Tuesday in comparison to the other two  
Now the youngster of the crew -  she’s tall and has cat like facial features and dances like a stick insect being electrocuted.  She also has a huge great tattoo on her arm which does nothing for her. She had a couple of good hits “Murder on the Dance Floor” and “If I can’t dance”….Isn’t it ironic that these hits seem to refer to a dance deficiency of the highest (sorry Blondie) order…

Sophie Ellis Bexter
"Put your hands in the air if you can't dance"
Don’t mention the war – I mentioned it once but I didn’t get away with it.
It would appear that Kew Garden’s music concerts are getting more popular each year - I don’t remember it being so busy for last year’s Bootleg Beatles concert. It was bad enough on Saturday night when we were packed in like sardines. Tourrettes girl had arrived early and staked out our pitch with blankets and although we had enough room,  getting in and out was a nightmare, groups were so close to each other that you had no option but to walk through their picnics….

For the Monday Kew trip there were just the four of us,  Teach and the Farmer having joined us from deepest darkest Lincolnshire. Having spent the afternoon wondering around Kew we were in a good position to get into the Kew queue and thus made it in time to create a little oasis for ourselves. We however made the fatal mistake of leaving a small corridor to our right to enable people to get through. Mrs B and I went off to stretch our legs leaving Teach and the Farmer to look after our empire.  Unbelievably a group of four people turned up and had starting pushing our blankets out of the way.  While the Farmer is used to dealing with trespassers he was so stunned by this brazen behaviour he was powerless to react and watched in horrified fascination.  By the time I returned it was a done deal and as we were surrounded by people it was not worth making a fuss. 

Things were fine until Blondie came on and two of the interlopers started to dance wildly but, since it’s a concert, it’s a bit difficult to complain. However they were attempting to drink at the same time, which resulted in anyone in close proximity being showered with the contents of their glasses. As no one else was doing anything about it I stepped forward and, risking life and limb, forced them to pause...

Me – “Excuse me, Dancing, I have no problem with you dancing”
Actually I did but I was trying to use my diplomatic hat...

Nuisance pair -  looked at me bleary eyed

Me  - “Drinking, I have no problem with you drinking”

Nuisance pair – still looking somewhat bewildered

Me – “It’s just the dancing and drinking together is not good for you, as you are spilling all your drink, or indeed the rest of us who are around you and on the receiving end of the contents of your glasses…..”
Female nuisance – sneered something in German to her companion before saying to me “OK”

Me – with my gander up “That would be excellent and in return I won’t mention the war.” My diplomatic hat must have been caught by a waft of sauerkraut infested breath and gone soaring high above the crowd and into the now darkening skies….

Female nuisance – “Vi vould you mention de Vor?”
I had already figured that she was German and please note I don't have a problem with Germany as a nation (other than frequently beating us on penalties) it is rude and ignorant individuals that I have a problem with and they can be from any nation, far too many of them being British for my liking....

Me – realising I had gone a bit over the top said “Sorry, it’s a bad English joke” I can’t help it I’m a big fan of Fawlty Towers and as non PC as it is, I don’t like to see people get away scot free for their loutish behaviour…

Unfortunately it was too late, strangely it did not appear to be a problem for our drunken neighbours, it’s just I could hear rumblings of discontent coming from beside me.

The drunken pair carried on their rampage of destruction, substituting cigarettes for the drink and now showered everyone with generous amounts of ash (how thoughtful). Which stuck to clothes that were still soaked from the alcohol abuse they had received moments before. I, however, was in no position to complain as I was suddenly involved in a secondary battle with an irate Mrs B as she remonstrated with me for the war remark and insisted that I apologise (clearly not having heard my immediate apology).

I dug my heals in and hostilities commenced on this unexpected second front, allowing the nuisance pair to hack off everyone around them. Even the friends that they were with were so embarrassed that they had left them. 

While I agree the comment was insensitive Mrs B had been shielded from the worst of the behaviour and I’m sure had not realised the extent of the problems the pair were causing. There was no way I was apologising any further – My feelings in life, I will put up with a lot but I will not allow people to walk over me or my friends and family.  I was reprimanded further when I attempted to move our cooler box in-between us and the wildly gyrating pair as Mrs B feared that the situation my escalate….. 

Although things were still frosty the second front was just about thawing when the male nuisance attempted to barge passed us and tripped, throwing a glass of wine into Mrs B’s face. I just about managed to keep a straight face but could not help uttering the comment “I’m saying nothing”*. Mrs B went off like Vesuvius and the verbal battle commenced between us once more, which took Mrs B almost 24 hours to get over, unfortunately this made for a particularly awkward birthday the following day (I’m thankful it’s not like the old days when a Mrs B sulk could last for weeks).  I tend to land verbal punches (create a bit of devastation around me), get it out of my system and calm down fairly quickly (and then wonder why everyone else is a bit grumpy), although, if severely pushed, I can get a good grudge going.

* As it happens I really should have said nothing
Mrs B erupted like Vesuvius
Little did the organisors know that
there would be two Firework displays
at the Blondie gig....
The only crumb of comfort I got was that the nuisance pair managed to fall over three times, tripping up over other people, chairs and themselves. They also attempted to sneak off and leave all their rubbish behind but was stopped by a severely hacked off gentleman (no not me this time I was still busy defending on the second front), who forced them to pick it up and take it to one of the many bins that are provided.

A Solar powered Birthday BBQ

Catering - how to make life easy….
Because we were booked solid with little time for preparation we had decided to let Waitrose take the strain and sourced all the salads, BBQ meat and other side dishes through their web site, to be picked up Sunday morning. We even took the precaution of checking with the store on Saturday evening that everything was booked and ready to go.

Imagine our delight when we rocked up at 10am to pick up our order, only to find out that less than 12 hours later they were now denying all knowledge of it.

With our guests due in just a few hours I think we did pretty well not to go off the deep end, especially as an hour later they were still denying any knowledge of ever having received our order.  Then suddenly it all appeared (Well almost all of it, a tomato and mozzarella dish went AWOL, we’ve put pictures of it on milk cartons and on lamp posts but almost a week later there’s no word…We are starting to prepare ourselves for a prospect of life without it).  It transpires that they had been looking at it under “click and pickup” rather than “pickup after you click” service,  or some such nonsense.  It sounds like they have made their service a bit too complicated. I’m not sure the £10 voucher went far enough to cover the distress they had put us through but I guess it’s better than nothing.    

Birthday presents
It’s a bit like buses, you get yourself a set of solar panels and suddenly the place is awash with them – this year I got a lot of solar powered items (Hmm….next year I’m putting solid gold tiles on the roof….) Some rock lights, some tree lights and a solar powered butterfly….Thanks to Teach and the Farmer for the butterfly, which hasn’t proved as naff as I first thought. I caught McG playing with it this morning - it’s the most exercise he’s had in years.  And I am particularly grateful to Tourettes Girl for the tree lights which stopped Mrs B investing in some ultra naff multi-coloured butterfly ones.

A new record is set
Our friend Ash managed to set a new record for himself, seeing him two days running with different dates… I reminded him that we had not met any of his dates for a second time. A fact which he disputed vehemently but after a fairly long reminisce he finally conceded that I was, indeed, correct.  

I have a new saying for him: Any friend of Ash’s will never be seen again….

Smoke gets in your eyes
On my birthday we were lucky enough to have tickets to see David Tennant and Katherine Tate in William Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing. We were even fortunate enough to get fourth row tickets. The play was funny and well acted only…..

Since when did a Shakespeare play require chain smoking? Not only that but chain smoking by almost all of the characters?

Is there some sort of conspiracy against me, I wonder, as the last play I saw in the west end “The Children’s Hour” had more smoke pouring out of it than a  1970’s diesel….

Mrs B could tell I was fuming and suggested that I write to someone afterwards

I mulled this idea over and had a better plan.  At the interval I went in search of the Theatre Manager.  I failed to get hold of them but did manage to speak to the deputy manager.

Me – “I have a question for you about the smoking on stage.”
Deputy Manager – “It’s the directors choice and it has been cleared by Westminster Council”  

Me – “How can they justify sanctioning it?”

Deputy Manager – “They don’t use real cigarettes, they are herbal.”

Me - “So you don’t think it is going to be a bad influence on all the kids in the audience?”

Deputy Manager – “The production is an adult production.”

Me – “So you don’t think that having a very popular ex-Dr Who actor in the cast is going to draw in the kids?”

Deputy Manager – “That’s down to the parents to make the choice - there is a particularly explicit sex scene at the end of the first half”

Me – “Was there? I couldn’t really tell through the thick haze of smoke….”

Now I don’t know if I had any influence but during the second half of the play the smoking was dramatically reduced to just two cigarettes and the stage was clear enough to be able to see.  Possibly a little too clear, as I’m sure I received a  number of filthy looks from some of the actors….

Stinky phone update - Cryogenics
Due to the miracle of the freezer, Stinky phone (if you were reading last week he took a swan dive into a rancid puddle) is back in service….For those of you that are bemused by the last statement I’ll take you through it one more time but a little slower and with a bit more detail.

Something I learned a few years ago is that if one of your electronic items stops working stick it in the freezer overnight, thaw it out and often (not always, it’s not guaranteed to work) you will find the item works again. I think it has something to do with resetting over heated circuitry and resetting batteries.

I also managed to resurrect the lawnmower battery the same way this week. This proved a mixed blessing as it meant I had to cut the grass. 

Ironically I couldn’t use the  Freezer method to revive our ailing Icemaker, as it is too large to fit into the ice compartment….

Show me the sunny
Monitoring our way to a fortune (or not) with our Solar Panels

KW Produced so far – 2041

KW generated in the last week – 90

This has earned us approximately – £1020

Record of the week
 
Smoke gets In your eyes by Bryan Ferry -  Thanks Mr Tenant my eyes are still smarting after your red hot smoking performance...

Sunday girl by Blondie -

Murder on the dance floor by Sophie Ellis Bextor - it can be said Sophie truly is murder on the dance floor.

If I can't dance by Sophie Ellis Bextor - What does she mean if? 

Heart of glass by Blondie - No chance of shatteing any hearts of glass with her high notes

Watch of the week
The regular section in support of Joe (Stunt Cock) and his growing watch business Xupes.com.

Xupes has been trading for over 2 years and  Joe has recently developed some great contacts in the trade which enables him to pick up surplus stock and sell them at great prices. Mrs B is a regular purchaser from his jewellery section, going self service once she finally realised that her husband is not the jewellery buying type….
Xupes price £  8,995.00
RRP£20,850.00
Saving£11,855.00
 Absolutely excellent condition Vacheron and Constantin Torneau shaped rare factory diamond 18k yellow gold watch on 18k yellow gold strap with deployment buckle. This is the ladies 25mm quartz model. The dial and bezel feature beautiful factory set diamonds. This particular model is now discontinued so set to be a collectors piece for the future. This is a lovely immaculate example. 12 months Xupes warranty included. The strap will fit up to a 6.00 inch wrist.

Photo Finish
To end this week there are some shots from Kew - The first two were taken with the Mega Mini Beast as we traipsed around one of the glass houses. The rest were taken with The Beast at the two Kew the Music concerts. 
A bit of horti-culture for you this week...
Hidden amongst the Kew’s foliage we
found Blondie’s stage equipment being
looked after by the Roadie-dendrons….
My Aunt Edith can dance better than that
and she's been dead 10 years...
"Is there a bad tattoo removal artist in the house?"
Bryan Ferry hoping that no one notices
the missing lorry load of dye hidden 
in his hair.... 
Bryan Ferry - "Hey Blondie this is a high note"
Bagpuss gets a much needed makeover....
Ash hides behind his first date for the weekend

Blondie - In the Flesh...

If you can't reach those notes, just
get your audience to do it for you...

Blondie proving that you don't have
to Die young to stay pretty
The Farmer planning better ways
of getting  trespassers off
his picnic blanket…. 
Teach shocked at the underhand
tactics of London picnickers..
Next week the BlackLOG should return to a less hectic pace.....

37 comments:

  1. Oh, THAT war! We've been embroiled (love that word. It's so....cooking) in so many over the ensuing decades it's hard to keep track.

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  2. I hit "Post Comment" before I was done.
    While your comment mayyyyy have been insensitive, I thought it was funny and probably would have said it myself. Reminds me of a story......
    My ship was anchored in Cannes, France on the 4th of July weekend (it meant something to us, not the French). Anyway, two friends and I were "trolling for rich people" (I'll write a blog with much more detail soon) on the 4th when we came up on a man tending to one of his luxury yachts.
    When we wished him a happy 4th of July, he smiled at us and said, "I'm British, you know."
    We said, "Oops, no hard feelings."
    Hmm, maybe you had to be there.

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  3. Stupid Germans, always ruining everything.

    Thanks for explaining what happened to Brian Ferry's hair - I was wondering what happened.

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  4. TO MY SHOEPOLISH = gah, I couldn't even get my joke off [hahahahaha dirty].

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  5. Love the atmosphere of outdoor concerts and I have seen plenty of old rockers of the era of Blondie and Ferry. Blanket trespass should be punishable by extreme slow torture of the offenders. The blanket boundary should always be respected.
    Saved an iPod that went through the washing machine by sitting it in a bowl of rice for a couple of days to draw out the water. Must remember the freezer idea for the next time I don't check pockets.
    Oh and happy birthday. Sounds like a good one

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  6. Al Penwasser said...
    Oh, THAT war! We've been embroiled (love that word. It's so....cooking) in so many over the ensuing decades it's hard to keep track.
    You just fried me with that comment….

    While your comment mayyyyy have been insensitive, I thought it was funny and probably would have said it myself.
    Just be aware of the consequences Mrs B won’t speak to you for most of your Birthday….

    Reminds me of a story......My ship was anchored in Cannes, France on the 4th of July weekend (it meant something to us, not the French). Anyway, two friends and I were "trolling for rich people" (I'll write a blog with much more detail soon) on the 4th when we came up on a man tending to one of his luxury yachts.
    When we wished him a happy 4th of July, he smiled at us and said, "I'm British, you know."
    We said, "Oops, no hard feelings."
    Hmm, maybe you had to be there.

    Blimey Al, I didn’t realise you were alive in 1776…but I can see how it would have been a bit raw to that poor British sailor. Now a days we Brits are a bit more used to losing things so it would really affect us….

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  7. Suniverse said...
    Stupid Germans, always ruining everything.
    Yeah like being super efficient and building great cars, completely ruined the UK car industry….Over the years I’ve realised it’s not whole nations I hate but ignorant individuals within those nations…There is not a country on earth that does not have its fair share of these self obsessed ill mannered sorry excuses for a human being. So maybe my starting point should be hate the entire planet and excuse individuals when I meet and get to like them….

    Thanks for explaining what happened to Brian Ferry's hair - I was wondering what happened.
    TO MY SHOEPOLISH = gah, I couldn't even get my joke off [hahahahaha dirty].

    I think I’ve heard of this strange substance Shoepolish…other than using it in hair what other uses has it?

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  8. Mynx said...
    Love the atmosphere of outdoor concerts and I have seen plenty of old rockers of the era of Blondie and Ferry.
    I’m a big fan of outdoor events as long as the weather behaves itself….

    Blanket trespass should be punishable by extreme slow torture of the offenders. The blanket boundary should always be respected.
    I’m thinking of putting up electric fencing next year….

    Saved an iPod that went through the washing machine by sitting it in a bowl of rice for a couple of days to draw out the water. Must remember the freezer idea for the next time I don't check pockets.
    Can you imagine the restoratory power of immersing electrical equipment in a bowl of rice and then putting that in a freezer. You could entertain and feed the world at the same time….Word of warning people might choke to death if they attempt to eat an ipod and I’m not convinced that the planet is ready for any more Rice based music, Damian Rice having cornered that particular market…

    Oh and happy birthday. Sounds like a good one
    Thank you….

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  9. I lived in Germany for 2 1/2 years. I feel like dancing with drinks is part of the culture. I don't think I ever left a nightclub dry. Also, I don't really dance. Actually, I don't ever dance, because my attempts at dance cannot really be considered dance. I'm probably worse than that singer girl with the tattoo.

    My guy friends, namely my guy friends that can eat a lot, are like your friend Ash. I'm often told, "Don't get attached. She's not hanging around for long." Which is usually a good thing...

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  10. I lived in Germany for 2 1/2 years. I feel like dancing with drinks is part of the culture. I don't think I ever left a nightclub dry.
    Oh no it sounds like I double insulted her…How was I to know that Germans hide how little they drink by spilling most of it on the dance floor…No wonder she was so drunk at the end, it’s probably the first time that she has ever had to actually drink the alcohol…

    Also, I don't really dance. Actually, I don't ever dance, because my attempts at dance cannot really be considered dance. I'm probably worse than that singer girl with the tattoo.
    It sounds like you should video your dance attempts and put it on YouTube as performance art…. Believe me you would have to be really bad to compete with our Sophie…I’m talking worse than Kylie…

    My guy friends, namely my guy friends that can eat a lot, are like your friend Ash. I'm often told, "Don't get attached. She's not hanging around for long." Which is usually a good thing...
    I’d be a bit concerned that your guy friends, the ones that eat a lot, are murdering them and then eating the evidence….I’m pretty sure Ash doesn’t fall into that camp as he doesn’t have that sort of appetite….

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  11. haha, your Aunt comment made me laugh. That's funny. And at first I thought your list were of deaths this week, I was like - where have I been?!??! I would love to see much ado about nothing.

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  12. Miss Caitlin S. said...
    haha, your Aunt comment made me laugh. That's funny. And at first I thought your list were of deaths this week, I was like - where have I been?!??!
    I hope it doesn’t turn into a death list, it might take some explaining to do to the Police as to how my list all turned up in the obituary columns

    I would love to see much ado about nothing.
    I would certainly liked to have seen more of the play, my advice is make sure you see a none smoking production

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  13. I like those concert adventures of yours with the German couple and how you handled the smoke situation. I'm against smoking in public places myself so would most probably be pissed about it too!

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  14. Julia, the Thanksgiving Girl said...
    I like those concert adventures of yours with the German couple and how you handled the smoke situation. I'm against smoking in public places myself so would most probably be pissed about it too!
    Sometimes I just have to vent and get things out of my system. Normally I can manage to keep it polite, depending on the level of provocation, in general I try and keep it on the funny side….

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  15. Yeah, the 18th century was a rough go. What with scurvy, sodomy, the French navy, floggings and all. But, we kept a stiff upper lip. And never bent over.

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  16. Oh, dear Lord, did I laugh my ass off this week!!

    So wish I could have made it over sooner!

    Happy Belated Birthday, btw!! =)

    I don't even know where to begin here. This was priceless entertainment!

    Maybe listing the parts I laughed at the most - The electrocuted stick bug, the ENTIRE scene with the nuisance couple, the war comment OMG!

    I love how you'll just approach anyone, the deputy manager too. I pictured it all as if I was there.

    I was repeatedly hitting the furniture in laughter after the comment about your Aunt Edith.

    Bryan Ferry looks like death! The role of a washed up US senator seems more suitable for his look nowadays, and I can't believe Blondie's still kickin' it at 66, looking that good.

    What a priceless week on the BlackLog. I'm very envious about the you all have over there.

    And once again, happy belated birthday! This has to be my top favorite blog to visit every week. I've just been so busy, I've barely had time to breathe.

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  17. P.S. Beautiful watch!! And I love the ingenious way you fixed the phone.

    This post was so entertaining!

    I have one more weekend of extreme busyness & then I'll have time to relax & be back to the blogging world once again.

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  18. Al Penwasser said...
    Yeah, the 18th century was a rough go. What with scurvy, sodomy, the French navy, floggings and all. But, we kept a stiff upper lip. And never bent over.
    Well never bent over twice anyway….

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  19. Lol love the title of this post! Hit me back, alphabetalife.blogspot.com

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  20. LilPixi said...
    Oh, dear Lord, did I laugh my ass off this week!!
    Now I have a vision of you tripping over your ass….

    Happy Belated Birthday, btw!! =)
    Thank you

    Maybe listing the parts I laughed at the most - The electrocuted stick bug, the ENTIRE scene with the nuisance couple, the war comment OMG!
    I told you not to mention the war…I’m in enough trouble…

    I love how you'll just approach anyone, the deputy manager too. I pictured it all as if I was there.
    Mrs B says I’m going to be given a restraining order one of these days….

    I was repeatedly hitting the furniture in laughter after the comment about your Aunt Edith.
    Yeah about that, you’re leaving marks on the table…Plus Aunt Edith in now spinning in her grave, with over excitement….

    Bryan Ferry looks like death! The role of a washed up US senator seems more suitable for his look nowadays
    It’s not as if it’s even death warmed up, more like washed up corps

    and I can't believe Blondie's still kickin' it at 66, looking that good.
    While she doesn’t have a kick like a mule she can still totter around like a woman 2 years younger

    What a priceless week on the BlackLOG. I'm very envious about the fun you all have over there.
    The grass is always greener on the grassy side of the snack…

    And once again, happy belated birthday! This has to be my top favorite blog to visit every week. I've just been so busy, I've barely had time to breathe.
    You must remember to breathe, along with good music it’s one of the essentials of life…

    P.S. Beautiful watch!!
    Yeah Mrs B is smitten with it as well

    And I love the ingenious way you fixed the phone.
    Not me, it’s the Ice gods….

    I have one more weekend of extreme busyness & then I'll have time to relax & be back to the blogging world once again.
    Busyness…are you working as a part time bee and this is prime pollination time? Looking forward to hearing all about it

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  21. Jessica Thompson said...
    Lol love the title of this post! Hit me back, alphabetalife.blogspot.com
    Jessica I’m not sure I can hit you back, I was always brought up never to hit ladies….

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  22. Oh dear god, the dancing drinker. I've had many an encounter with this breed of concert goer. Eau de stale beer isn't exactly my favourite fragrance.

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  23. I'm a firm believer in saying something. If I don't, I'll kick myself for the rest of the day for not saying anything.

    Also, don't know who that scrawny girl is, but if she truly dances like a stick insect being electrocuted, I'm curious to watch. But only for a moment. Any more, and I may get angry that she's famous.

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  24. Funny Pets said...
    Wow. bargin watch
    I will try and get Joe to pick out one of the more expensive ones soon…

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  25. Calamari said...
    Oh dear god, the dancing drinker. I've had many an encounter with this breed of concert goer. Eau de stale beer isn't exactly my favourite fragrance.
    Being Kew it was a bit more upmarket and was Champaign rather than beer…so marginally better and the satisfaction each spillage cost them more…

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  26. A Beer for the Shower said...
    I'm a firm believer in saying something. If I don't, I'll kick myself for the rest of the day for not saying anything.
    Problem is I get Mrs B kicking me for the rest of the day when I say something….Still rather get it off my chest though and limp through for the rest of the week. Mrs B doesn't hold back

    Also, don't know who that scrawny girl is, but if she truly dances like a stick insect being electrocuted, I'm curious to watch. But only for a moment. Any more, and I may get angry that she's famous.
    sadly it’s only slow pulse electricity so nothing very exciting…Frankly, I’m impressed that the tattoo artist managed to work on that razorblade of an arm. With all that ink she probably doubled her weight overnight

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  27. My first visit to the Blacklog and highly amusing it was too. I'm glad someone else suffers from that particular form of indigation and anger which, in a characteristically English way, is expressed in an over-complicated reasonable social worker-type explanation as to why you're annoyed; a patience which is rewarded by the person pissing you off blowing smoke in your face / spilling a drink on you, etc.

    I am curious and cautious at the same time, wondering what a Stunt Cock must do when he's not pulling his sleeve up to reveal a row of bejewedlled watches.

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  28. looby said...
    My first visit to the Blacklog and highly amusing it was too.
    Glad that you enjoyed it, try not to be a stranger…

    I'm glad someone else suffers from that particular form of indigation and anger which, in a characteristically English way, is expressed in an over-complicated reasonable social worker-type explanation as to why you're annoyed; a patience which is rewarded by the person pissing you off blowing smoke in your face / spilling a drink on you, etc.
    So according to your explanation I’m living my life as some sort of English farce….Hmm Can’t really argue with that, just need to get a better scriptwriter

    I am curious and cautious at the same time, wondering what a Stunt Cock must do when he's not pulling his sleeve up to reveal a row of bejewedlled watches.
    You will have to read some of the BlackLOG back numbers to find out more about Stunt Cock – The name first appeared in The weighty issues of travel in April this year…

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  29. Great taste in music and some really inept ideas you've got here, followed

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  30. Diego Sousa said...
    nice work on the blog, bro
    Thank you

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  31. Clueless Dolphin said...
    Great taste in music and some really inept ideas you've got here, followed

    I’m guessing that “inept Ideas” from a clueless Dolphin is some sort of back flippered compliment…even if it’s not that’s how I’m interpreting it….

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  32. Taking some risks rigth there, trying to take away the "herbal" cigs from a bunch of angry actors and the beer-dance performance from some crazy old people... could have ended up being burned alive on herbal products using beer as the fuel... glad it didn't happen!

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  33. Al3xaG said...
    Taking some risks right there, trying to take away the "herbal" cigs from a bunch of angry actors and the beer-dance performance from some crazy old people...
    That’s me living on the edge….hang on a second I probably am old people since the crazy drunken people were much younger than me….

    could have ended up being burned alive on herbal products using beer as the fuel... glad it didn't happen!
    So am I, although that does sound a bit like a Gordon Ramsey recipe from his cannibal range….

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  34. Hilarious! I'm always out-witted with the comments. ;~}

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  35. LilPixi said...
    Hilarious! I'm always out-witted with the comments. ;~}
    Sneaky, trying to get a comment in under the radar in order to get the last word…it almost worked as well. Besides young lady still waiting for your next posting the sense of anticipation and excitement is mounting….

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