Spotted this in a local art retailer’s window the other day. It’s called ‘Hold On’, by Flemish artist Daisy Boman. Only one problem with it, as far as we are concerned: the price tag said £1200. (Ouch! and double ouch!)
Ahem…slightly out of our price range then.
So we’re going to make our own version instead. We’ve already got a space for it. Photos will be posted when we get round to doing it.
If you’re at a bit of a loose end this weekend (and let’s be honest, you might have to be at a very loose end for this), why not try making some pipe cleaner teddy bears?
That’s it, really. Nothing much else to add. Er…except a few points I should just clear up quickly before I go:
Had an interesting visitor the other day. According to the stats, they came via a search on Technorati. And what were they looking for? Well, strangely enough they came in search of posts about ‘readers digest junk mail’. I know: it’s the bane of all our lives, ain’t it?
And then I spotted the visitor’s ISP: none other than the Readers Digest Association itself!
So, it seems that even they refer to it as ‘junk mail’.
Now all we have to do is train them to stop posting the bloomin’ stuff. You never know, it might just happen…
Just seen a really funny ad for John West boneless, skinless salmon. This one features a John West fisherman fighting a bear over a salmon. Apparently, the ad (or a version of it) has been used before, back in 2001. Darned if I can remember that far back though. Buy JW salmon and you get a free plush bear. Gotta be worth it, hasn’t it?
Oops! Slight foul up on comments front. Bit of coding missing. Back now anyway. Comments working OK again. Leave comment if you want. TTFN et cetera…
We saw lots of seagulls flying around the Frumpy House yesterday. A sure sign of bad weather out at sea — or at least, that’s what we used to think. But think about it a bit more and you’ll realise how absurd the idea is. It’s like seeing ducks waddling down the street and assuming they’ve come onto dry land because the river’s a bit too wet for them. No, seagulls are, as their name suggests, creatures of the sea. Our coast is their natural environment.
Our seagulls, however, have probably never even seen the sea. Wouldn’t recognize a fish if you threw it at them. Our seagulls are, most likely, related to the gulls that hang around the river near Lincoln’s Waterside shopping centre. Our seagulls live on discarded chips. They follow, not international trawlers but city dustcarts, hoping to scavenge tasty morsels that the trucks leave behind. (There is, apparently, a bloke who walks round Boston market place on Sunday afternoons doing more or less the same kind of thing, but that’s another story. They’re all a bit odd in Boston, y’know.)
Keen birdwatchers might like to know that we were not content just to call these birds seagulls. A quick check in our Hamlyn’s guide revealed that they were Common gulls. Not herring gulls, as we might have assumed. There is a difference: the bill of the adult herring gull is yellow; whereas the bill of the adult common gull is red, i.e., the same colour as the ones we saw yesterday.
But why have all these gulls turned up now, if it has nothing to do with coastal weather? Well, we reckon they’ve been forced out of the town centre by the aggressive tactics of Lincoln’s pigeons.
There could be another explanation though. Maybe there’s a new chippy opening on the High Street.
Cod ‘n’ chips twice please…
Yep, Shana’s been singing again!
Checking our visitor stats last night, I noticed we have some new fans. And then I saw where they’d come from. Now, I’ve heard of surfing the Net at the office when you’re supposed to be working, but come on, guys, you’re supposed to be running a war and spreading democracy to those who need it, aren’t you? Surely you must have more important things to do than reading our Craftwork category.
Still, all visitors count, I guess. It all helps to boost our popularity. So, thanks for stopping by, whoever it is at the Pentagon who likes us. Don’t forget to say ‘hi’ from us to that nice president of yours, will you?
Poor old smokers. Not content with banning them from every pub in the country, the government has now decided to ban smokers from their own cars. According to the new, improved Highway Code, anyone caught smoking while driving could be prosecuted for driving without due care and attention.
I’m not even a smoker (at least, I haven’t been since twelve-and-a-half seconds past 10.51 a.m. on 11th April 2003, anyway), and even I think it’s outrageous. I should know: I always used to smoke and drive and it never caused me any problems. Well, not apart from the time I dropped my lit cigarette and it landed on my seat in a rather worrying area (ahem). Naturally, I took my eyes off the road for a second so I could grab the still smouldering dog-end and get rid of it.
And anyway, apart from that, smoking never affected my driving at all.
Oh, hang on though. There was that other time when I was ferrying a vanload of oiks to a food processing factory (ah, what memories…). I’d only been driving the van for a few days (not continuously, of course — perish the thought) and it didn’t have a proper lighter. So I got a cheap in-car cigar lighter from my local market and used that instead. It wasn’t till I was en route to Linc-o-Veg that evening that I tried the new lighter out. The lighter worked fine. Except for the fact that when the it was ready to use, instead of springing out a short way to let you know it was hot enough to light your ciggie, it sprang out of the socket like a miniature missile, and landed right at the back of the van, much to the bemusement of all my passengers.
But, as I was saying, usually smoking isn’t a problem for drivers.
Car radios and sat-nav systems distract drivers much more than smoking.
What I think they should really ban is the school run. The hapless driver of Mum’s Taxi who is faced with constant demands for attention from two or more brats who just can’t sit still for more than thirty seconds at a time, is more likely to be a danger to other road users than any number of smoking drivers.
So, that’s the subject of tonight’s Frumplingtons Fone-In: ‘Is it time to stub out the school run?’
We await your calls and comments…
We’re having double glazing installed next week, thanks to our local council. Don’t tell anyone just yet but we’ve decided to opt for something a bit different.
We’re having stained glass instead.
Hallelujah!
