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| I thought I’d give camping a try. Not having a lot of money, I hit up a local ‘Home Bargains’ and managed to pick up a two man tent for just £8.00 as it’s not really camping season and demand can’t be that high. (Less than $10 USA I think.) So anyway, I took my new tent, a few blankets, some food, something to read, and set off to the local woods. I found a nice quiet place to pitch and the tent was up in about ten minutes, and I was soon ensconced. What I hadn’t done was checked the weather, and during the night a cold front moved in and it snowed quite heavily. Needless to say, I was frozen, and the blankets weren’t cutting it at all. To take my mind off the cold, I opened my complete Shakespeare, (just a little light reading you understand, yeah I am that pretentious!). Imagine my surprise when the first thing I read was, “Now is the winter of our discount tent.” |
| Watership Down meets Doctor Who in, 'Living On Burrowed Time', coming to an alternative universe near you, sooner than you think. |
| A little treat for you all. [LEGAL DISCLAIMER: This use of the word 'treat' presupposes that you both like music in general, and are not adverse to this music in particular, should this not apply to you, there is no obligation on our part to supply you with an alternative video of a similar or better 'treat' level, say for example one with cats singing, purely for example you understand [LEGAL DISCLAIMER: Cats NOT included in this video selection] so ermm. yeah, that's it - enjoy, or don't I'm a bit past caring at this juncture to be honest, I don't know, work my brain cells to the bone (or is it to the skull? I don't know).] |
| New Year, New Season on BBC None, and we’re bringing back all your old favourites as repeats and/or clip shows… Here’s an excerpt from ‘Ralph’s Army’. It’s Christmas Day (7th January 1943), and the lads in Captain Ralph’s Home Yard are trying to scrounge enough ingredients for a memorable meal for Corporal Groans, who is dying of acute boredom, a condition brought on by binge watching the BBC None Xmas schedule. Then there’s ‘The Gweep Show’, fast paced comedy clips from those ever popular guinea pigs. “Gweep!” “Gweep?” “Gweep, Gweep, Gweeep!!” [Canned laughter] and if that doesn’t wet your whistle, well why not watch, ‘Wet Your Whistle’, starring Sir Benjamin Fullovhimselph and Dame Appearsineverything-EVERYTHING!! Please watch, we’re being sued by an orangutangetange (or something big and orangey anyway). |
| Thought I’d try my hand at one of those ‘you choose your journey through the book’ pieces, they’ve probably got a proper name, but perhaps you’ll work out what I’m talking about… Anyways, here is what I have so far: You are walking through the delightful Prawn Mountains (they look a lovely pink colour sometimes when the sun’s just right, rather pink like a prawn cocktail, hence the name – I thought I’d throw in some details, you know, to make the experience seem real) Now, where was I? Oh yes. So as you walk along you encounter an old man. He’s dressed as though he comes from the future… and he tells you that he comes from the future, (they always wear shiny foil suits in the future you know.) “I come from the future, or did I tell you that already? In the future modern neuroscience has proven beyond all doubt that all our actions and decisions are merely the unfolding of a predetermined reality, and that our idea of ‘free will’ is nothing but a comfort blanket, and wholly illusionary.” If you want to agree with the old man from the future, turn to page 97. If you disagree with the old man from the future and want to tell him so, turn to page 97. |
| Lol, I've run into that sort of thing in RPGs I've played! They all make the same "free will is an illusion" argument and then offer you four identical prompts to click. I say "Bugger that, I can choose which one I click, if I repeat the dialogue box or I could just rage quit!" Anyways, I'll just skip going to page 97 and pull out my megaphone and yell at the old man in the book. Which is probably not what the author intended.  |
| Saw this on Travel-Advisor.com and thought I’d share. The Stable, Bethlehem “a great place for those last-minute bookings.” “Caters for All those Special Occasions!” The Stable offers something for everyone, whether you be a poor shepherd, visiting Royalty, the Heavenly Host, or even the Messiah, Son of God. Our customers say… “Very warm and welcoming, though a little whiffy.” “A great place to meet new people, there was always someone dropping in to say hello.” “Lively atmosphere, though perhaps could have been a little quieter, we wondered why anyone would let a small boy with a drum in to practice when folks are trying to sleep!” “Easy to find, and though only a single star hotel, it did have last minute gifts available (Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh all available at very reasonable prices.)” |
| Coming in 2026… Inspirational… Exciting… Eductatattive… And totally NOT a rip off designed to separate you from your hard earned cash. The Unofficial totally not sanctioned WdC (Which doesn’t Count) 'How to rite a best spelling, sorry, best SELLING Novel course'. With our very own and very famous author…. Caractacus Entwhistle. (please form an orderly queueue and have your credit cards ready!!!!) |
Winter's spud❄️  - Amazing how he got straight to the roots of the matter, and teh course was comprehensive too, he didn't leaf anything out. |
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The react thing. Not about the fixed part.
That reminds me of Reading the Steinbeck title "The Winter of Our Discontent" [I'm sure Shakespeare was the wellspring of the title] as a youngster. Oh, what a depressing novel.