Monday, 20 August 2012

The Bradley Wiggins Effect, a Strimmer, Heavy Harry the Cat and the Chicken


The summer holiday appears to be rapidly going at the speed of a speeding express train (no not slow I mean quickly) and I appear to be doing DIY and gardening every day, that can’t be right. This diary is meant to be the diary of an eccentric child of cyberspace, a Peter Pan character in a Harry Potter world only less sulky and moody and in an Adrian Mole Diary format. So all this DIY and gardening is fundamentally wrong, however I am working on it, and I talked the dog into eating a large alarm clock. Peter Pan had a large scary ticking beast, unfortunately I had not considered the fact that the dog would chew my alarm clock quite that much so it stopped ticking.  You can let a dog off once with that mistake but after he had chewed the fifth alarm clock I was a bit annoyed and had no alarm clocks left. In the end he swallowed my ipop in one go and spend the day busking outside the out of town supermarket singing the Ace of Spades (again, I know it’s a small world, things repeat themselves).



Meanwhile Miss Fionaski the Famous Russian Spy is off today to the moon on a secret mission which I must not mention……..DAM……… Sorry I did, and Captain Nessman of the High Seas starts heading off for his adventure in China tomorrow.  I think I am allowed to mention that so that’s OK…….. …….. ……….. …….. AH No sorry……..DAM.



Heavy Harry the Cat and the chicken have sort of been playing although Heavy Harry the Cat was not entirely happy that the Chicken tried to nick his drink. Mum was out in her black Lamborghini and muttering about the so called Bradley Wiggins effect, this for those who do not know of the Bradley Wiggins effect is groups of unfit men on expensive bicycles cycling on the road and looking like a heart attack on wheels. I personally think it is best to leave this to Bradley Wiggins himself he is much better at it that the rest of us after all I would not leap out of a tall tree and flap my arms just because a pigeon does (yes yes I know I did try it just the once).



As for me I was gardening again, well after I stripped the strimmer down and rebuilt in which took half the morning to do, it was bought in 1995 and spent the first 10 years of its life outside regardless of the weather so it sometimes decides to sulk a bit. I once met the man who invented and designed Black and Decker’s first electric string trimmer in 1970 (the model #8200) but he never got the credit for the design which was given to an American the following year. Life is fickle (again). But this is all a distraction from the fact I have not done anything interesting today what so ever.

Oooooo I did catapult a dead pigeon over a fence……….



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7 comments:

  1. What?? With an actual catapult???

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    1. I may have slightly exaggerated about the catapult it may have been more a carefully directed throw, sort of like launching a model aircraft into the sky. However for a couple of seconds the pigeon gracefully flew through the air until it arced back to earth and landed badly like a dead pigeon on a bad day.

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  2. I replaced a broken electric motor today, that vvas kinda fun. I spent an e><tra long time at the diner because business vvas not busy because of the heavy rain. I used a coLLapsable sun guard as an urnbreLLa. Then I drove in the rain because it vvas rnaking vvonderful vvisps of ground hugging fog. It vvas beautiful.

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    1. So we are talking Ground Hug Day then Mr ESB..... I rather like it when the fog scurries across the ground like that myself but I have not seen that here is a long time... too much rain me thinks.

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    2. Hahahahaha ..."Ground Hug Day"

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  3. The crocodile was after Captain Hook not Peter Pan. Sorry, I'm one of those annoying people who correct others.

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    1. I knew that but I needed something suitable that was big and ticked or I was left with Tinkerbell. I would rather have a large scary ticking dog that a shall glowing person that flies about like a nano spacecraft, although put that way it does not sound so bad.....

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