The Lions stuff the Wallabies
After two incredibly tight games between two closely matched
teams had set up a deciding third test, the Lions exploded. Twice. The first
time to go into a 19-3 lead. The Wallabies fought back either side of half
time, and it looked as if it was going to be nails bitten to the quick again.
Then they went off pop again and ran out 41-16 winners. Fierce and emotionally
charged, fantastic rugby.
Catch that pigeon
BLISS was being filmed yesterday, working at the wildlife
hospital. Or rather, everyone else was being filmed while she was being
super-efficient. Then when she was
being filmed, there was a pigeon-escape. A mass pigeon escape. We’ll have to
see whether pigeon recapture manoeuvres make good enough telly to be broadcast.
That reminded me of this:
Dastardly and Muttley’s Vulture Squadron, Stop the Pigeon.
The show had a character called Klunk, and his spoke with a
German accent punctuated by a series of whistles, grunts, and other noises.
Thus, at least in my un-politically correct days, anyone in
the Fire Brigade with a hint of a stutter, lisp, or similar speech defect was
nicknamed ‘Klunk’.
The UK
Every time there’s an hour of sun, the supermarkets, DIY
emporia, and online shopping alerts start aggressively selling garden
furniture.
Ours are (a) semi-permanently in the garage, or (b) broken.
Our neighbour’s are out in their gardens, faded by the
watery sun, rusted and decayed by the rain.
When I do go into the garden, I’m usually thinking “this
probably ‘aint gonna last long” and grab a towel or lounger cushion and sit or
lie on that.
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