Monday, 25 June 2012

Peace...

I've been a tad busy chasing my darling son, who's been giving us a bit too much to worry about lately. He seems to be on the right track to resolve his recent woes.

So I chose to post a calming picture. I would love to sit on those steps, basking in the sun, reading a good book and sipping a cool drink...


Sunday, 24 June 2012

Feathered beauty

View_From_Here sent me some spectacular photos of birds a few days ago, but most of the pictures didn't download, so I tried to find them elsewhere on the internet, to no avail. Yesterday, Mrsgunka sent me the same photos, saying: "For View.... Our beautiful feathered friends!"

I thought it was wonderful, Mrsgunka unwittingly coming to the rescue and dedicating the photos to View.

A big thank you to both of them.

[As there are too many pictures, please click on one of them to see all of them larger in the lightbox.]


































Saturday, 23 June 2012

Too modern for me


Picture this: A guy is going out with a girl he disappointed three years ago but who still loved him enough to take him back and has supported and believed in him for the past six months.

Out of the blue, he refriends his latest ex on Facebook. It doesn't go down very well with the long suffering present girlfriend. Not content with the refriending, this guy goes on to post a comment on an old photo of himself lying with the ex on a beach like two lovebirds: "I would give the world to have this back."

Am I too old-fashioned to think that this is the behaviour of a cad? Am I out of step in thinking that Facebook is not the best place to break up with your present girlfriend in such a sneaky but very public way? Am I a lunatic to believe that a real man does it face-to-face, in a compassionate and considerate way, giving the girl a chance to say how she feels in order to achieve some closure?

I don't know if I'm finally getting too old for these newfangled social network interactions, but I'm very disappointed in somebody very near to me and I needed to vent!

Friday, 22 June 2012

May I have the pleasure of this dance?

This lovely waltz with an Italian flavour was composed in 1917 by a fifteen-year-old, Alberto Marino, son of immigrants from Calabria. Bras used to be a very Italian quarter of Sao Paulo, Brazil. I'm not sure if it has retained the same character these days, as Sao Paulo never stops growing and changing...


Thursday, 21 June 2012

Respect my authority!

This is from Mrsgunka:

A DEA officer stopped at a ranch in Texas , where he talked with an old rancher.

He told the rancher, "I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs."

The rancher said, "Okay , but don't go in that field over there," as he pointed out the location.

The DEA officer verbally exploded saying, "Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me!"

Reaching into his rear pants pocket, he removed his badge and proudly displayed it to the rancher.

"See this badge?! This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish.... on any land!!! No questions asked or answers given!!! Have I made myself clear??? Do you understand ???"


The rancher nodded politely, apologized, and went about his chores.

A short time later, the old rancher heard loud screams, looked up, and saw the DEA officer running for his life, being chased by the rancher's big Santa Gertrudis bull......


With every step the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it seemed likely that he'd sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly terrified.

The rancher threw down his tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top of his lungs.....

"Your badge, show him your BADGE........ !!!"

Thank you, Mrsgunka.