"O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams." - Hamlet Act II scene ii
28 August 2012
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"...here in the British Isles we are nearing the end of summer."
ReplyDeleteWhich means we south of the Equator are approaching the start of it. Hurray!!!
I would love to visit when the heather is colouring the hills. It's on my list !!!
ReplyDeleteSummer? What's that, then?
ReplyDeleteHIPPO I thought it was always summer in Angola or is that a Pork and Cheese myth?
ReplyDeleteHELEN I can imagine you running through the heather with Tony by your side singing "The Sound of Music".
JENNY "Summer" is a fabric conditioner because clearly it can no longer apply to what I see outside my window just now!
A Pork and Cheese myth as astonishing as the continuing belief among Portuguese that only the French, Germans, English and especially the Belgians were beastly to the natives of the countries they colonised. Next someone will be trying to convince me that the influence of Evangelical missionaries, especially from America, on indigenous populations was always benign.
ReplyDeleteYes...what Jennyta said!
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ReplyDeleteA lovely shot of a most splendidly photogenic sheep!
ReplyDeleteInsects are hatching over here in Kiwiland. There are two daisies in the lawn, and the buds of the wisteria are fattening up. Birds are tweeting their territorial tweets, and I saw two monarch butterflies twirling around each other yesterday. Must be nearly summer!
Glad to see you've made the most of the English "summer" to keep getting out and about. We've just returned from a 3-week break in South Yorkshire, and the weather was not that bad, so we also did our fair share of wandering about ... now it's just one more week of holiday left here lounging around Catalan swimmiming pools and beaches, before work starts :(
ReplyDeleteKATHERINE It wasn't as skittish as most sheep. I guess it's more used to people than the majority I have encountered this summer.
ReplyDeleteBRIAN I was waiting for you in "The Fitzwilliam Arms" in Elsecar as arranged. I'd bought you a Babycham with a little pink umbrella as requested - but you never showed! Hope you take a few photos as the Catalan economy implodes!