Archive for May, 2012

Funny Post on the Telegraph boards…

This is the funniest post I have seen in a while (from this page):

damicol

10 minutes ago

clarke, you are so far beneath my contempt I would rather eat dogshit than shake hands with you

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LittleBigStash

4 minutes ago

Wow. That would be a thing to see.

Are your convictions strong enough to go through with your threat, or is it some simple through away comment as you know you will not have the opportunity to shake his hand.

Can I suggest you fill your pockets full of canine excrement and hang around outside the houses of parliament. If you see Ken Clarke, you could hold out you hand as if to shake it. When he holds his hand out, pull yours back and then plunge it into your pocket and eat that doggy poo.

That’ll show him!!

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Oh and the Telegraph boards are swamped with wierdos – not just shit eaters but some really quacks!


UNSC…

Does anybody know what UNSC stands for? Well apparently the BBC news department things it stands for United Nation Security Council. They needed a log to use on a recent news article about Syria, and decided to Google it, as you do.

This is what was shown on TV:

When of course everyone knows that is the logo of the United Nations Space Command from the Halo series. They should of course have used the standard UN blue logo:

Although, maybe this is just an elaborate ruse to reveal that the UN does in fact have a Space Command!!!


Aqua Spheres…

So as you will have noticed, summer has landed.

We cycled over to Corkagh Park yesterday to take advantage of the sunshine and get Lily (and me) tired. The Outdoor Discovery company were running Zorbing and Aqua Spheres in one corner of the park. Neither Kat nor I fancied it, but Lily was dying to give it a go.

http://youtu.be/3w0XXh_QjP8


it’s summer in Ireland!


I want to go here…

I have always wanted a swimming pool at home. As we could barely fit a paddling pool at our house I’m always keen to have one readily available when on holiday.

This however takes the record…literally. Let me introduce you to the worlds largest swimming pool, the Crystal Lagoons at the San Alfonsa del Mar resort, Chile.

 

This photo barely does the place justice. For those of you that like figures here are some unbelievably large ones:

Length: 1,013m

Depth: up to 35m

Capacity: 66 million gallons

Area: 80,937m²

Construction cost: €1.24bn

Annual Upkeep: €2.48m

 

 

I’m amazed and really, really want to visit. I’m not sure I could do too many lengths of that pool the morning after a night full of drinking the local vino. Kat now knows what to get me for my birthday next year!

Here are some more pictures:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


364 days and counting…

21 again

 

The day after your birthday as a child was always a day of mixed emotions – sadness that there is almost an entire year until it was going to come round again, happiness that you still have some new toys to play with and joy that there is still some cake in the fridge! Not forgetting the fact that you were one year older and closer to being able to do all the things that people said you couldn’t do as a child – driving, drinking and whatever other fun stuff adults kept to themselves!

As an adult it’s a little  different. No new toys, driving is a chore rather than a pleasure not to mention finding out that the other fun stuff isn’t actually fun – paying mortgages and taxes. Not to mention that birthday drinking just leads to a hangover the next day that no amount of cake eating can get rid of.

Luckily this year circumstances have conspired to make it a birthday week! Hangover intolerance means that birthday celebrations were cleverly moved by Kat to this coming weekend, and UPS failed to deliver my shiny new toys – whatever they are – and say they won’t be here until next week. Meaning that by the time they do arrive i’ll have had a weeks worth of birthdays and there will only be around 357 days till the next one.

Now if only I could sort out the getting older business and manage to persuade Lily that it isn’t her birthday (again!) and that the cake in the fridge is Daddies and not hers!!


Guess what this ad is for…

Two Fingers...and a thumb!

Can anyone guess what this ad is actually for…

Two Fingers...and a thumb!

Prizes for the dirtiest answers!


Modern Politics…

Just stumbled across this excellent representation on modern party politics.

Politician: “I agree with what the Prime Minister said”

Journalist: “But you don’t yet know what she said?”

Politician: “Yeah, but I’m sure she’s right”