Well I might come clean on the light bending. I guess you have to know how to stop a load of Q along with the whole time continu-um's blowing themselves into oblivion. Ha.

I realised when I couldn't get my credit card up on the bank database, that's only a few weeks ago. St, George, Michael, Gabriel, and the whole Host might have had a hand in it... A clever doG as a constant companion is essential.

Well, one does need a rock solid Husband, Who is still the spitting image of Freddie Mercury in my eyes. One does need a cloak,(a rotating band frequency) (Thanks Mom). A Father who had the whole memory data bank of known maths, (Memorised). A Mother with the wisdom not to let on to anyone, and Grandparents and Ancestors that can knock oblivion into a Mad Hatters Cocked Hat.

Let me on to 'More Arty Bits' and I will put some Maths paintings up. I won't mention that perfect 5th. Opposing 7th?
haven't got a clue what that means without a tuning fork. However seven glasses, and a very capable young musician of the order of Ra helps.

So who did blow up Christmas Island? Shame on you.

Oh well time for bed, sweet dreams and a blessed day tomo

It started with rushing to catch the ferry to France. Himself is always playing brinksmanship, and didn't bother to fill up with petrol earlier in the day. So perhaps a little bit fraught as we left. Then we found the ferry was delayed through bad weather and a 'very long wait' ensued. Himself is not good at this game. However I remember the game of the 'long wait' He was party to, with a young man working for the builders under His supervision at the time. I will recount this story because it is so much fun, and very naughty.

I think part of the 'right of passage' during apprentice ships is the certain amount of larking about and leg pulling that goes on. So long as it's not intended cruelly, it is important to learn when these moments are valuable.

The guys had a young apprentice working with them, his father a respected businessman, and probably from all account the young man needed a little 'wake up', into the real adult world of working responsibilities.

The Foreman wrote out a list of things needed at the local building suppliers and on the list was 'A long wait'. Now duly all the items on the list were supplied by the building supplier, except at each counter the young man patiently waited while the counter assistant went in search of the 'long wait'. At each counter the invantory was checked, and there was definately one in stock. However the location of this 'long wait' was difficult to pin down.

Each counter the young man visited the person on duty, duly checked their invantory, and said; 'Yes, we definately have one in this department, I will go and look for it'.

However after at least fifteen minutes, (which in 'old money' is a moment), the counter assistant came back and said they were very sorry but they couldn't locate the 'long weight'.

The young Man arrived back on site three hours later. He had with him all the required items on the list that he was asked to 'gofer'. However he explained that there wasn't a long weight in the shop. They said they had one, but at each counter they couldn't actually put their hand on it.

The Forman asked to see the list again and pointed to what he had written down. 'There it is' He said, 'A long wait'.

Ohhhhhh, I just thought you couldn't spell.

That's a 'Lightbulb' moment.

More later I am supposed to be entertaining and I am being rude.

There I was in the smoking room.. When there was this complete ripple.

I had been admitted on that occasion, (I think it was that occasion) because I was having a horrible 'stuck'. I was standing on the Moon (Starkers) wearing a pair of furry moon boots. I was watching the Earth, and it dissapeared and then reappeared. It looked like a Plasma screen image on my laptop where when you poke it with your finger it ripples. I distincly saw the ripple go across where the big tsunami happened across Asia a couple of years later.

I had to get myself admitted, and on this occasion it was realy difficult. I remember standing in the emergency department trying to convince the doctor I was totally off my head. Finally I looked at him and said, "A thousand fall by my side, ten thousand at my right hand". The look on the guy's face was a picture and I was in St Saviours within about half an hour. Thank goodness some people know their Bible. (Psalm 91 v 7). I was also having a freak about the universe being holographic.

I was just watching a very good interview on Russia today about news reporting on War. It occured to me that if people realy like having a good game of war, why not make it paintball. I have played paintball and it's fun. You have rules, and observers and referees.
I was good at sneaking about, must have learned to do this playing Cowboys and Indians as a child. I liked being an Indian, because The last of the Mohecans was a favorite book. My grandmother had a beautiful book of photographs of all the different Indian tribes.
I loved to see the different tribal costumes and we looked at it together and talked about The Peoples. My grandmother paid for a book club subscription for me. I realise now how much this cost her as they were elderly and had little money. A lot of love though. Granny would say to me, come and sit on Granny's table. (That meant get on her lap for a cuddle).

If you get hit it hurts, and when you get paint on you, you are out of the game. I realise that making weapons is huge business, but so is paintball. There are fantastic terrains for doing paintball in, and provided the paint is non toxic and biodegradable it doesn't harm the environment. I suppose people would want to gamble on this. I like a flutter occasionally, but I also think online gaming should have far tighter control.

One guy I was in hospital with was in debt for over £4,000.00 because he gambled the £400 he had saved up for his children's christmas presents. He wanted to buy them bikes for christmas and still didn't have enough money. He told me this while we were playing Poker for a Pizza. We just all stump up what we can afford and then share it out to start the game, well we did that evening. Then we played Poker. I won scandalously! Then we sent out for Pizza.

How many more Mothers have to lose their children? It is a tribute to all Mothers and Children who have suffered, but with a different education, where hatred and long held animosity is not taught to the next generation perhaps things will change?

If people don't buy weapons of mass (or any) destruction, there is no point in making them.

Just a thought.

Can't help it, I just love seeing how to get a page listed higher. It's just a bit of fun. Well more like vanity realy, says she polishing her nails ready to decide what little tweek the Geoscience in Genesis page needs. i guess just 'science' will do.

I just snapped this video of 'Goliath' here. The plate he snitched the bone from was waiting to go into the dishwasher, so he had already had it off the plate which was about 3 feet away.
The last I saw of him he was off to get some mates to help him get the fishbone up the 'wall'.
I made a cuppa and went to the shed for a few minutes, when I came back we had a whole 'army' and not a fishbone in sight. What's more, no fish bits left. How do they do it? I never realised Ants like Fish so much, so I gave them a bit more that I kept for the dog's breakfast. She was not amused. She thought it was a mouse I was feeding.
I found if I want to keep the Ants off the worksurface, they don't like vinegar. I use just white cheap vinegar to wipe surfaces and a good soak on chopping boards before I use them. The ants stay away for a few hours.
There are all sorts of ants in a colony. There are the searchers; these are the little guys that move quickly and run about looking for food and leaving a 'trail'. Then there are the 'heavies'. These are realy big compared to the searchers. They move slower and in ant terms are probably not that bright. However they are realy encouraged by the 'little guys', who are about medium size. They kind of herd 'Heavies' about and get them to do the big stuff. I am rambling on because I am waiting for the video to load.
You betcha the file is too big and I get an OOOps from Weebly.
Just decided I need to get a toothbrush on that grouting.

Might as well tell you about the Fish. We had 1 Pollock and 2 Bream and 4 Mackrel. We put the cleaned Bream in the freezer whole. He is a lovely size. The Pollock I took some goujon slices off the fillets, and they are in the freezer. Amazingly the Pollock had mostly digested a miniscule lobster, so it smelt of Lobster and was all pink inside. Then I lightly steamed the fish heads and the pollock and stripped all the nice head flesh out of them. Made a reduced stock with the water in the steamer and the bones, this is nice for adding to those bottles of French soup to thin it out a bit, or to make a fish soup anyway. I made some fishcakes with the head flesh.
I liked the pictures I took of cleaning the fish, so i am going to put up some gruesome fish stuff after the Ant. If you don't like gooey bits don't go past the ant video, because some people find fish gutting a bit disturbing.

Hooray for Ants, hope he becomes famous and gets an oscar or something for this one day.
Wierd how your voice sounds played back.

These are my Fishcakes ready to freeze.

I had some left over mash in the fridge from last night. 200g
I also had a small bit of Celariac, which is a hugely underrated vegetable in the UK. It was probably about 100g. I grated this and put it in the steamer basket.
The green bits are rough chopped flat leaf parsley which grows like weeds all over the place.
I used on small onion. I chose it because it was a bit soft, and when I cut it in half was a bit mouldy under the skin, so I just peeled of the manky bits. I put this unchopped in the steamer as well, and steamed the celariac and onion for about 10 minutes over the fish stock.

I put the mash in the blender with 2 anchovy fillets chopped up fairly small,  about 6 capers also chopped up a bit,  the rough chopped parsley and a very good helping of ground pepper. Aha, forgot the secret surprise, I fancied putting a couple of teaspoons of horseradish sauce in it... so I threw caution to the wind and whacked it in. Gave it a whizz until it was pretty well creamed.

Then I gently folded in the fish flakes.

OOps, forgot. I toasted two slices of the pumpkin bread until it was pretty brown and chopped this up first and blended it. That's so that the breadcrums didn't stick to the inside of the blender after I did the potatoes.
(We already ate the crusts as we were having a 'crusty'day yesterday).

They were still fairly warm, but easy to shape and stuck together well. so I divided the mix into four and shaped them, then rolled them in the breadcrums. They have been in the fridge a few hours now so that they have 'set'. I will put a bit of greaseproof paper between them, and pop them in  2 small freezer bags for 2 meals.

I will let you know what they are like when we eat them.

Just got my Husband to talk me through starting the chain saw from the boat and the thing nearly took off. Either that or Men are inherantly useless at giving instructions. I am sure if you hold the wiggly handle together at the front while you start it, it must break the gearing to the motor.

Good thing I had my steel reinforced safety boot on it or I recon it would have gone straight through my leathers. Even Kevlar.

Then the safety switch was difficult to switch off with my gloves on. I had to hold the chain saw down firmly with my right boot, while I got my right glove off to switch it off. Then the switch jammed. Then I prayed and it freed up. Phew.

It was definately stuck in hyperdrive and within about three seconds was going to explode itself. Lots of nice smoke, good sound effects, 'it came alive man'!

I have been asking for these bushes to be cut back for weeks so I can get the garden cleared.

We had words. I have a cast iron 'Affidavit' (ha it's recorded on mobile phones!) in front of his friends on the boat that he has to show me how to use this thing properly when He gets back. I don't want all my trees cut down, I just want to do some selective heavy pruning.

Good thing I did a short test on using heavy machinery. I only managed to do one term of Carpentry. I got a bit fraked about using the Joinery machinery. Looked like it was a recipe for losing a few fingers, so I think I went a bit ballistic. Needless to say it was another class I was asked to leave for being disruptive! I loved doing the class though and I would really like to join a class that just works with hand tools. I like restoring things, so I am probably better at joining a furniture restoration class. The guys on the course were great.
I was the only girl and it realy brought out my competitive streak.

Looks like it's Mackeral for tea, and I think now I have got over the chainsaw surprise I am going to do a bit of nice safe painting. I must take some more pictures of my art stuff, I think '

I typed in 1421 into google...
I realy must stop doing this numbers thing.
One concerning thing I found was about Nerolidol Toxicity.
I might like a think pad, I will find out what a think pad is.
I Like the solar transmissions. I think it's what I hear sometimes. Short sharp whining sound with lots of bips in it.
And no I am not an android.

I always wondered why my old radio was wierd, just remembered the number was probably the reprogram code.
It only worked when it felt like it, and came out with some random stuff anyway.
Used to play tapes but they have all pretty well worn out.
The new radio picks up all sort of things too... barmy. Better check what my new reprogram number is before I lose it completely.
(The number was scratched on the car when i bought it and no it's not a transformer).

This is how pretty Speedwell looked before her birthday. She had just had an amazing tune up and service by Sports and Racing Motors (in Jersey) and she just wanted to take off as I treated her to a week in France.
I did sprinkle Champagne on her tyres.. You only get birthdays every 10,000 miles after all.

I was staggered that I was getting an extra 60 miles per tank.

Thats usually 180 miles per tank, then I got over 240miles per tank. Thats a saving of 25% fuel. She also got some lovely new back tires and a new CD player. I need new speakers now because the sound isn't that good. I like Bob Dylan, and 'The Christians' at the moment... Loud.

I gave her a wax polish for a few hours a couple of days later, she loved it.