poster,football ,and biking

Just finished a poster for St Cuthberts at firvale,I now have to post it or get some caravan wallah to take it up for me,watched the liverpool game last night and they were poor,best team won,on football, it is the big game this weekend for the owls they have to win to avoid relegation.
I am back cycling for the paper having passed the treadmill test without even getting out of breath,I may try running again if my dodgy toe will stand up to it,I am now cycling at 35mph since I removed my broken rear light to reduce the weight of the bike,and replacing the heavy duty plastic bag with a lightweight version,and dispensing with the fluorescent plastic vest,my only worry now is that the police will get me for exceeding the 30mph limit,I usually whistle the william tell overture when I am cycling as Sandra the Pom knows this speeds you up,for those not familiar with it you may recognise it as the lone ranger tune"hiyo silver away etc."which is exactly what I shout as I set off on the bike.
My diet of bread and dripping covered with a fine sprinkling of sea salt keeps me in fine fettle in fact medical opinion has it that I have the body of a 16 year old .(sheepdog)if you have continued reading this far you should seek medical advice as you are dafter than me.

Back to maverick

Just back from the treadmill at louth hospital and all negative so back to maverick,and open the champagne.,Sheila (the avian specialist)will be reporting shortly on the duck situation its all frenzied activity in the nest.

Surreal?

Good night out at Sheffield though with hindsight we should have stayed the night and had a few drinks, I am still recovering from the trauma of being told I have to take a tablet everyday for the rest of my life or maybe even longer than that,it seems the highly sensitive blood pressure machine shows a slightly above the accepted level according to the quacks,I think it's all the spending I have done recently that is showing a false reading, I made a big mistake getting involved with the medical profession.
Italian doctors embrace the theory that whisky is the best way to thin the blood and lower pressure levels ,so it seems I have not been taking enough medicine,but when I put this theory to my new lady doctor she did not go along with it.
A strange thing happened on the way to the theatre today,I was adjusting the new catch on my recently fabricated portcullis(it's a gate really)which is designed to keep jehova's witnesses at bay,when this little woman beckoned me from the end of the drive,ambling over I listened to the story of how she used to rent our house years ago and her ailments etccc,it turned out she is a native of Rotherham and lives down here in a council bungalow but wishes she had our place,then with that she ambled off down the road,no more needs to be said,other than why do all the nutters pick on me,is it birds of a feather?
Le blade is back from spain having had an extended holiday at no cost to him,instead of 2 weeks he was there three and a half weeks all paid for by the tour operator.
Our Joe(MS please note) is down here for a fortnight in a caravan at Chapel St leonards so I shall pay him a visit later in the week,he needs to be next to all the shops boozers and betting shops because of his disability,so he can run about on his turbo electric chair.
Thats about all from loony tunes at the moment.

Charlatan

I was rumbled by the quacks yesterday after being unknown to them they have me in their records,it may be that they will attempt to turn me into a receptacle for drugs,they gave me an injection of something and 4 tablets yesterday during my short stay in the local hospital which is more tablets than I have took for years all in one go!I only visited the docs to get reassurance that I was not having a heart attack and set wheels in motion which left me spinning into the arms of the medics,I am absolutely impressed by these people as I have never seen such professionalism,(overpaid footballers please note)I do feel guilty about wasting their time in view of the really poorly people in the ward but they gave me no choice,when I turned down tablets they informed me it was not open to discussion the usual female response, so I golloped them down like a true pensioner,and then they wired me up like a bowl of spaghetti,mostly the wanted to know where I got my tan and I inadvertantly lapsed into a bit of Ozzie with the consultant telling him"good on yer mate" when he told me it was muscular which seemed to make everybody go quiet,it seems these blokes are akin to gods,which luckily I don't believe in.
I think they told me to go home and take it easy and try to offload most of the things at home onto a more willing resident,though I may have been a little confused at the time in view of all the medication.
I managed to get home for the second half of the Inter Barca game (after Sheila avoided numerous ducks and pheasants strolling around in the roads like suicidal road kill) I had been looking forward to this game for over a week,I enjoyed what I saw being of course behind the Italian side which is a nonsense as you may know most of the players are not Italian much like our own football is not English.

Dull day

The second verse of Tennyson's poem sums up the day this monday morning (see previous blog),hopefully it may improve and lift the spirits.
The trick cyclist of Missouri is also not enjoying life too much his dieting is not going to plan,I can only refer him to the Mick and Larry diet, our intrepid West Australia gold prospectors,beer.cigs, and kangaroo tail.

Mablethorpe by Alfred Lord Tennyson

How often when a child reclined,
I took delight in this locality,
Here stood the infant IIion of mind,
And here the grecian ships did seem to be.

And here I come again only to find,
The drain cut levels of the marshy lea,
Grey sand banks and pale sunsets--dreary wind,
Dim shores,dense rains,and heavy clouded sea.

This is a poem written by Tennyson who was a regular visitor to Mablethorpe,draw your own conclusions.
Now we are off to see our old pal Alan Sexbomb in Boston(Lincolnshire)

Hot Stuff

No paintings as I have been painting the outside of the house,but my sentiments written by anon in stone are in this photo taken when we were at Gascoyne Junction,Mick and Larrikin his prospecting partner will be passing through here on their way to the kennedy ranges,and no doubt will be sharing a drink and a yarn with the pub landlord,lucky buggers.

Shark Bay No2

This is a study for Shark Bay painting number two,much nicer weather than we are enduring here on the prairie,occasional rain and dull skies,which brings me to passport applications,why do we have to apply to Wales to renew a passport,Wales is a foreign country and it used to be Liverpool England where passports were renewed,I can only think it's because I applied online for the application form which then has to be returned in an envelope supplied which has a Wales address,and is not prepaid as I am sure used to be the case,more rip off Britain ?
I am rained off from my job of replacing rotten wood and repainting outside of the house,so thoughts are on sunnier climes,our resident duck is still patiently sitting on her eggs and I suppose the rain is no problem for her"water off a ducks back"as the saying goes.

Two Chooks and a Brown Snake

Jean and Norman called in on their way home and during their visit we contacted Croc Mick and Debbie on skype so they were treated to a lively bout of bantering and language,Deb and Mick have not been at home as Debbie's dad died at the age of 89 in Perth so they were down there sorting everything along with her sister who lives in London.
It seems that his chooks were bitten by a brown snake and have not survived,neither did the snake he speared it with a garden fork,this weekend he is going gold prospecting with his mate Larry,who we met over there,and he showed us some of the gold he found,I think they are going up into the kennedy ranges.
They have received the painting of Tim's world in good order that I sent 3weeks ago which is a relief as I thought it might be damaged en route.
Chicken Al just called in with my pocket knife which he found at his place I must have lost it there when we went to bring the chooks home,I have searched the house for it knowing I had lost it so that was a stroke of luck.

Easter Miner

Loading coal onto a conveyor belt one of two prints, I am still working on Australian stuff,I thought the chocolate brown would be appropriate for Easter.

Latest artistic offering

My latest painting acrylic on canvas yet to be signed and varnishedI had to leave off painting it to work on commercial poster work,which should help to pay for my passport which I have applied to renew.