harbour jumping

Last week we where in Cornwall...We swam in the sea daily it was colder than normal but highly invigorating.One day we went out mackerel fishing with Barry Mundy, there was a lot of chop and the boat was all over the place...We caught half a pale of fish and we filleted and cooked them for our tea..Highlight of the week was jumping of the harbour at Mullion...

Bit of scrumping

Yesterday it rained and it rained...So late in the evening I went off on my bike to check out some allotments...When I got there it was empty apart from some guilty looking rabbits and pigeons. The gardens are beautiful definitely an art form.They are swollen with abundance and plenty, and I couldn't help myself from scrumping a couple of fat raspberries...
a nice bit of anarchy...

Oslo opera house

We spent a hot Saturday strolling around Oslo...We went to a gay festival and were both kissed by a young Tranny from Sweden who invited us to a party.
We walked all over the fantastic new Opera building which is clad in marble and is meant to look like Norway's highest peak...

crap superlatives

Hello again
back on my blog after a quick raz around southern Norway...We stopped .off at a beauty spot called Riddar springet.We strolled down a heavily forested valley thick with Lichen and reindeer pellets. And at the bottom was a torrential gorge with the bluest glacial surge of river...At one point it narrows, and is just about steppable...Legend is that a young Knight stole another Knights wife and they escaped by springing over the chasm...

Camberwell Beauty...Sorrig Mantel

Chatting with my pal Eric about nature.I do band his ear a bit, but I think I get away with it.
I asked him if the Camberwell Beauty was common in West Gothland. He has never seen one. I read in England that they migrate from Sweden to East Anglia...
So we got on the net and checked it out...In American, Camberwell Beauty is Morning cloak, which in Swedish is Sorrig Mantell...
I reckon that the Swedes named it in the new world. Then Anglicised the name...

La Traviata

So we are busy ar work, preparing for an event next week...Our project is in a large auditorium, and we are busy adding the last finishing touches to things.
Yesterday evening I had my music playing through some small speakers and we were listening to Verdi...The boss of my department had been busy working in her office upstairs and she came down smiling, asked me to turn it up.It was already to the max. She suggested that we use the state of the art, sound system...
So today we have been listening to La Traviata, quite loud... And I wondered if my Grandfathers would have been happy with the way things were working out. You know, in the way of progress for their descendant. They both had very hard working lives, working as coalminers and at sea...
My camper was buffeted by squalls of wind and rain in the night. It was dead cosy...

Johnny foreigner

We have moved out of the flat and I am in my camper living in the woods. Yesterday I awoke to the smell of smoke. There is a full on heatwave and there had been a forest fire nearby...
Wen I returned last night, the site was packed... All the Swedes headed to the woods for national day. Flags out all over making me feel quite the foreigner...
After a busy day at workI cycled back dropped off my shopping then rode down to the lake and jumped straight in...