Lundi limerick #13

A Manatee’s large and quite round

and three different species are found

they are known as sea cows

and have furrowed brows

speaking softly with hardly a sound

 

 

to view them follow the link

https://youtu.be/GoyvFWTA4zk

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Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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By mh-grafik at pixabay.com

Just what sort of beast built this tunnel?
The bricks were perfectly shaped pellets of dried shit, you could tell by some of the newly placed cubes.
Poo!!!
He could only assume that the wombat population, hereabouts, had undergone a metamorphosis and were now the size of elephants!

(280 characters)

Wombats REALLY DO produce cubed faeces!

 

He’s not dead after all!

A post I wrote some time ago, (nearly 3 years ago, now that I look back,) speculated on what may have happened to a blogger who fades away into oblivion. Did they die? Were they incarcerated for the rest of their life, having killed the POTUS? Are they seriously ill, in hospital? Have they started to live off grid, with no access to modern living, or did they just decide enough was enough? 

Well, a notification in my email this morning showed that, at least, Cameron, The World’s Biggest Fridge Magnet, was alive and well, and that makes me very happy indeed!

If you have never read any of Cameron’s story, and you have time to spare, I would recommend that you have a look at his blog in detail. It is a story of desperation, of hope, of determination, of success, of setbacks, of huge effort to change his life for the better, and also to raise money and help others to change their lives for the better.

He’s a handsome guy, with a story to tell. He tells it well. He tells it with conviction. He’s not dead! 

Check out his latest post here.

Remember: not just Who and When, but also understand Why — babbitman

This makes so much sense to me. I hope it may make you think beyond the ceremony of remembrance!

Wars kill people. They devastate families. Wars should be a politician’s absolute last resort and they are an admission that they have failed their people.

via Remember: not just Who and When, but also understand Why — babbitman

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 07/10/2018

img_1345-3It was Helen’s birthday yesterday, and the second anniversary of SLS. This fun challenge is a huge success, and enjoyed by more and more as the weeks progress, and don’t those weeks just fly by!

So, Happy Birthday to Helen, and to SLS, and thanks, Helen, for continuing to host this fun way of hearing old favourites, and enjoying new songs.

This week we are asked to share a song with the theme of find or found.

I found that I was travelling back to 1964 (which I tend to do a lot), to find a song from a group that hail from Australia.  

The Seekers recorded  I’ll never find another you  at Abbey Road studios, and it became a Number 1 hit in the UK in February 1965. The group still perform today, some 56 years after they formed, and with the original 4 members, although there have been comings and goings over the years, and a couple of breaks in continuity.

The picture quality is poor but it’s all about the music.  I hope you enjoy it!

I’ll Never Find Another You

The Seekers

There’s a new world somewhere
They call the promised land
And I’ll be there someday
If you could hold my hand
I still need you there beside me
No matter what I do
For I know I’ll never find another you

There is always someone
For each of us, they say
And you’ll be my someone
Forever and a day
I could search the whole world over
Until my life is through
But I know I’ll never find another you

It’s a long, long journey
So stay by my side
When I walk through the storm
You’ll be my guide, be my guide
If they gave me a fortune
My pleasure would be small
I could lose it all tomorrow
And never mind at all
But if I should lose your love, dear
I don’t know what I’d do
For I know I’ll never find another you

But if I should lose your love, dear
I don’t know what I’d do
For I know I’ll never find another you
Another you, another you

Songwriters: Tom Springfield

I’ll Never Find Another You lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Four days in North Yorkshire

If you want to learn a little Yorkshire dialect, here’s your chance! You never know when it may come in handy. Apart from that there is a very interesting bit of history too.

Broadsides - A collection of bits and pieces

boars head Entrance to the Boar’s Head public house and country hotel, Ripley, North Yorkshire

You can catch a bus to Ripley, from Leeds Bus station. Number 36.  It takes you all across the dales to North Yorkshire and drops you off right outside the Boars Head in Ripley, which was where I was staying for a four-day Yorkshire Break.  Ripley is one of those handsome stone built Yorkshire villages set in rolling dales, which round there are steeped in the blood and the history of religious and civil wars.   Not too far away was Marston Moor where Oliver Cromwell destroyed the Northern army of Charles the 1st.    And at Ripley castle, on the edge of the village, lived the Ingleby’s, heavily related to and implicated with those involved in the 1605 Guy Fawkes gunpowder conspiracy to blow up the Houses of Parliament.  There’s some good people round here!

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So Simple A Dog Understands

Don’t you just LOVE Martha contemplating the meaning of life?
How true these words are!

Mitigating Chaos

Thought for the Day.

IMG_1447 Martha, 2017 on the Savannah River, Augusta, GA

I’ve been sick and NEEDED a doctor. 
I’ve encountered trouble and NEEDED a police officer.
I’ve lived through times of war when our nation NEEDED our military.
I’ve NEEDED a farmer 3 times a day.
I have even NEEDED an auto mechanic, a plumber, a house painter and a lot of other everyday people.
But I have NEVER, not even once, NEEDED a pro athlete or Hollywood entertainer for ANYTHING,
So simple a dog can understand it.
Thanks, Carla.

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