I journeyed back to the QEQM hospital in Margate on Tuesday for an ultrasound scan of my furry friends. When I arrived in the scanning room the nurse made sure I was comfortable then left me alone with the guy who was to perform the scan. However, prior to scanning the little fellows, he sat facing his computer muttering for about a minute. It sounded like some kind of incantation or even a prayer. I would like to think he was blessing my nuts and wishing them good fortune in the years to come.
If anyone reading this has ever had their nuts blessed please get in touch.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Caribbean Queen
I hear that Billy Ocean is soon to be gigging at the Margate Winter Gardens. His name reminds me of my school days (not good). You will find below the first verse of Caribbean Queen. These cutting-edge lyrics maybe point to where Stella (Kaiser Keith's and my previous band) went wrong. Rock on Billy!
She dashed by me in painted on jeans
And all heads turned 'cos she was the cream
In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name
She said I was the tiger she wanted to tame
Painted on jeans eh?! I didn't even know they existed! Maybe the next time I go to the Monty I'll wear a pair. With regard to tigers and other large carnivores Parkes never mentioned anything like that to me on our first date. I feel cheated.
She dashed by me in painted on jeans
And all heads turned 'cos she was the cream
In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name
She said I was the tiger she wanted to tame
Painted on jeans eh?! I didn't even know they existed! Maybe the next time I go to the Monty I'll wear a pair. With regard to tigers and other large carnivores Parkes never mentioned anything like that to me on our first date. I feel cheated.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Britain's Got Talent
With Celebrity Big Brother finishing tonight I thought it would be finally safe to switch on the television again. But no. Following swiftly on its heals is Britain's Got Talent. What a rotter of a programme that is! Any TV show with Piers Morgan and the horrendously-false Amanda Holden needs to be shot at birth. I would retitle the show Britain's Got Rabies and change the format to specially selected rabid dogs chasing after the contestants of Celebrity Big Brother.
On Saturday my father and Liz are popping down to Ramsgate for the day. It should be good to catch up.
On Saturday my father and Liz are popping down to Ramsgate for the day. It should be good to catch up.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Teletubbies
Beth has recently moved on from In The Night Garden and is now a Teletubbies addict. Above is a picture of her transfixed by those silly multicoloured clowns. I find them quite annoying but who cares what I think - it's a kids program. However I do like Noo-Noo who is the Teletubbies' vacuum cleaner. He really gets around and has a very cheeky look.
If I were to eat one of the Teletubbies it would probably be Po. Po's legs look ideal for a jerk marinade and could be chucked on the barbecue on a hot summer's afternoon.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Furry Friends
I had a hospital appointment on Monday morning for a routine check of my furry friends. They are both in good health however my specialist also wanted to check my prostate. This was not nice. I didn't realise you access it from the rear entrance and will hopefully never have to have it checked again. It can't have been nice for the poor specialist either at 9:45 on a Monday morning - not a great start to the week!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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