Friday, 20 January 2012

Man Flu, the curse of Men. And the Brother of the Ghost Writer


Sadly I am suffering the awful effects of Man Flu, Yes the curse of all men because women don’t get man Flu like men do, I think it is because we are men although mum has said WIMP and IDIOT. Dad says he understands; it was Man Flu that was the reason that the shelves ended up on the skew in the utility room and the cats now linger down hill on the off chance that the odd tin of cat food will roll their way.

The cats are still hiding after the game with the large inflated balloon, I warned them no claws but did they listen. Well not after the big bang.

The Ghost Writer has man flu too he was saying he was talking to his brother today. That might sound fairly normal but his brother does a lot of wandering about in narrow streets in Barcelona with a piano and no body knows his name, he is simply know as Pianolito. The Ghost Writer Brother has been has been scurrying about in the narrow streets of Barcelona for years playing pianos, saxophones, violins, lutes, guitars, harps and all sorts of other stuff. And although I play African punk djembe and guitar the Ghost Writers brother says he would never play along with me because as he technically said about my playing IT IS absolutely awful rubbish and sounds like a cat wailing, waiting for a tin of food to fall off a shelf fitted on the skew by a man with man flu. Mum said I AGREE …. …… ….. …… …… ?  



The Sound quality is rubbish but this is the brother of the Ghost Writer




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  1. Unknown21 January 2012 at 00:24

    Barcelona, a beautiful place accompanied by beautiful music.

    I would love to visit El Bosc De Les Fades, a magical restaurant of forests, fairies, gnomes and elves...but the Lil man would most likely burn down the place...the French authorities still won't let us back into the country after he tried to storm the Champ De Bataille...

    Get well soon Rob Z, sending you a virtual hug. :)

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    1. Rob Z Tobor21 January 2012 at 10:10

      Thank you Miss Lily I have only just noticed the reply thing in blue at the bottom of each comment .......Yes mum has said IDIOT....... I tend to just stick a comment at the end of comments not sure this makes any difference what so ever really but it no doubt keeps things in context. Thanks for the hug and I hope the Lil man will get another chance one day to storm the Champ De Bataille although it seems to be a golf course now... The Lil man on a golf course?

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  2. esbboston21 January 2012 at 00:39

    I am going with lily's idea of sending you something virtual as well. I am sending a virtual Flexible Antibiotic Transformer (vFAT). They are capable of rearranging themselves once they determine their micro-foe. Just read the following bar code to upload the vFAT:

    DRINKMOREBÉNÉDICTINE
    DRINKMOREBÉNÉDICTINE
    DRINKMOREBÉNÉDICTINE
    DRINKMOREBÉNÉDICTINE

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    1. Rob Z Tobor21 January 2012 at 10:14

      Many thanks Mr ESB I have been trying to get the Benedictine Monk into mums liquidizer but he is a bit to FAT .........HA HAH HAHHAHah ah ha ha hah hah ahh ha ha ha ha hah ha ha ha hah hah ahah ahahah ahaHH HAH HHAH HA.

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  3. esbboston21 January 2012 at 18:26

    The chemical reaction you need to reduce monk fat is called transesterification. It is a process that basically chops a fat molecule into three more manageable smaller chunks plus one waste molecule that is a triple alcohol. Dry methanol with a caustic catalyst are the two ingredient to add to the fat of the monk. A molecule of methanol hooks onto the one third sized chunk of fat. This new methanol+thirdmonkfat molecule is about the same size as a diesel molecule and is a decent fuel. The better tasting fuel is the ethanol based Bénédictine potion produced not to far away from you in a place called Fecamp on the Normandy coast of France. It is available in my burg for a cost of $40.04 per 750ml, and that includes sales tax. Hope you are feeling better and not bitter.

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    1. Rob Z Tobor21 January 2012 at 21:25

      Well Mr ESB this is what cyberspace was made for I think??? BUT .......... .......... .......... ......... ......... ......... ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ......... ......... ......... ........... . and its only a smallish BUT....... But I don't drink so its back to the mug of tea and cake.

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  4. Pete21 January 2012 at 22:42

    Everyone seems to getting ill on blogger these days. its a worrying trend, you dont think those scally wags on wordpress or some other blogging site are infecting our keyboards with thier mucky germs do you? from now on im only going to blog while sealed in a tupaware box.
    i dont do germs.
    get well very soon Rob *sends a virtual blokey nod from a safe distance while holding hand to mouth 'cos a virtual hug just might cause the germs to spread*

    plus - that music is quite haunting (in a good way) hats off to the man there!

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    1. Rob Z Tobor22 January 2012 at 21:16

      Thanks Mr H I believe the Queen has her meals in a tupaware box maybe their is a connection. Or your real identity is you are the Queen. I will tell my friends that the queen is following my blog now, it might help

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