Saturday, 26 July 2014

Commonwealth Games and Flower Shows






DAMN I forgot about Rod Stewart, I am not really a great fan of the man but I will say that at the opening ceremony of the Glasgow Commonwealth Games he did a much better job of it that Paul McCartney did at the Olympics. And I was particularly excited by the array of giant Tunnocks Tea Cakes as they ran about all over Celtic Park.  Actually what I thought interesting about that was the rest of the world will not have a clue what a Tunnocks Tea cake is.

OK I am a bit behind as I appear to be busy doing things although not things like making huge statues or solving fundamental mathematical issues, the nearest I am to that is helping move stuff for the local village flower show where flowers are put in the church and folk get tea and sandwiches in the village hall. It is not really me but I was sort of volunteered so being foolhardy and macho I have moved tables and pointed at stuff to help.

Last night we went for a curry with Mr Charlie and Miss Jane and the day before we had afternoon tea with Mr Ian the Musical Hat Maker and rock star and Auntie Karen where we discussed many many important things of importance.

Anyway during the Commonwealth games it is important that Scotsmen look like Scotsmen as everyone else is probably an alien. Although I have not seen many aliens yet but this is due to being busy moving things and pointing in a macho way at other things relating to a flower show.


How is a chap meant to be a wild scary Celtic warrior when I am now associated with flowers? 


Oooooooo and guess where I am just about to go to . . . . . . yes the village flower show. . . . . . . . 

Wish me luck . . . . . Tally Ho.

   

10 comments:

  1. You always attack hayfever sufferers. hahahahahahaha

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    1. We I have never suffered from hay fever so the rule is the stranglers (sorry stragglers) get left behind. As the old saying goes . . . . . even a grown man can be brought to his sneeze but a neatly mown field of Hay . . . . .

      And its not good enough.

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    1. I am busy arranging names into a pretty pattern today, that is half my math. The more complicated part of the project is printing faux bib overalls onto the front of shirts alot of measuring and head scratching. In the end it is for a certain kind of Olympics, a fund raiser for wild fire victims. So if I die from overwork this week you'll have some idea what killed me.

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    2. Thanks Mr ESB I plan to apply that luck to my lottery ticket. I am not sure if luck is transferable but the all gypsy who sold lucky heather always said it was as long as I bought loads of heather.

      Life for gypsies selling lucky heather has got harder in recent years with the massive increase in garden centres everywhere selling heather plants on mass.

      Good luck with the work I hope it goes to plan, and to help I will also say

      Luck.

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  3. Flowers are tough. How many other things can you cut off at the neck, put in a vase and still retain their shape and majesty for a time? How many other things brave the elements, stuck in their place, and come back year after year (not counting annuals, only perennials)? We're lucky flowers haven't gained sentience and fists.

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    1. Well shrunken heads can last quite a long time and I am told a dogs head can keep its strange novel charm for years.

      And I read something once about Triffids they sounded well dodgy plants I think they have fist and things.

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  4. Be careful at the Village flower show Mr Z. Haven't you ever played 'Plants Vs Zombies?' Wherever there is one, there's bound to be the other.

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    1. Plants and Zombies is new to me, but I feel they would stand no chance against against some of the women of the village if they messed with the flower show.

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  5. I known my coverage of the Commonwealth Games is not good. But this is what happens when you offer to help people. So I can either do the right thing and go and help folk . . . . . Or shout YA SUCKS BOO and sit and hide and write Blogs . . . . . .MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I will ponder on this tonight and will let you know

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