Category: Humour

Picture Parade Two Hundred and Sixty-Four

And it’s all about getting the vote out!

Hannah Ingram tweeted this photo of leaders from opposing parties going head-to-head in Ramsbottom

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Rocco enjoyed his trip to the polls in Tameside, Greater Manchester

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Phoebe was interested to see local democracy in action in Chorlton, Manchester

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This Shar Pei named Prune accompanied his owner Edward in Ipswich

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Hermione and Hagrid’s owner was exercising their democratic right – and their four-legged friends

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Buddy was happy to accompany his human Haley to the polls in Portsmouth

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Blueberry McScruffin the sprocker exercised her democratic right in Whitley Bay.

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Ava the Dachshund looked pensive as she waited to hear the outcome of her owner’s vote

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Poppy in north London proved all creatures great and small could take their owners to vote.

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The BBC’s assistant political editor Norman Smith’s dog had plans for a game of fetch after the poll

All taken courtesy of the BBC.

Picture Parade Two Hundred and Fifty-Four

Street Improvements!

After those wonderful Kennel Club photographs I was truly intrigued as to how I could follow them up with today’s Picture Parade.

Then dear neighbour and very good friend, Dordie, came to the rescue.

For it was Dordie who sent me the following! I will share all twelve of them with you today!

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There are some very imaginative and creative souls out there!

Thank you, Dordie!

Reflections – Day Three

Last one from me but indebted nonetheless to Wibble

My second reflection was Never underestimate the power of unintended consequences!

Here’s my third. But first a story!!

Before I met my darling Jean I was living in the small South Devon village of Harberton. In an old converted stone barn known as Upper Barn.

Upper Barn, Harberton.

Harberton was located just three miles South-West of Totnes.

Despite the population of Harberton being just 300 persons the village had its own pub The Church House Inn located appropriately alongside the church!

Church House Inn, Harberton

I didn’t stroll the 200 yards from Upper Barn to the pub on a daily basis but certainly went there once or twice a week.

One Winter’s evening I went in to the pub for a quick pre-dinner pint. David, the landlord was behind the long bar counter, again shown to you below courtesy of the internet.

Beside me there was a single, elderly man sitting on one of the bar stools supping his pint.

I was standing next to him waiting for David to serve me and must have muttered something about the weather or about the latest local news or something inane; too long ago for me to remember.

However, I do remember so clearly what this delightful man said in response to whatever it was that I muttered.

All the world’s a little queer, save you and me, and I ha’ me doubts about thee!

I roared with laughter immediately upon hearing that wonderful reflection about the world. Added, I should say, spoken by him with a rich Devon dialect. At which point this wonderful gent spoke again and it is those next words that are my final reflection.

Now’t so queer as folk!

I never met that delightful old Devonian man again so, therefore, he will have had no idea at all at how his quotation has become part of me!

Same nominations as before:

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