Computer continues to drop out.

      Despite having technicians from our provider call several times, checking just about everything that could go wrong, changing this that and the other, we are still getting dropouts- particularly annoying when posting on another blog and the effort one makes is shattered by an incompetent internet system. Chris my son and I are doing our best to resolve this problem.. While writing this I have had three outages lasting up to a minute or so. Right at this moment, there is an outage. Cheesed off.. for a use of a better expression.
 Back soon,,,, Vest.

Words on Wednesday, Camping disaster.

     Words today are  Attitude. Uphill, Insight, Lessons, Upheaval, Canopy

     The whole parody of this event was proposed with little *Insight of what could possibly *Occur Should things not pan out to the expectations of our dimwit leader Mr; Fizzy Spain who led our motley mob of inexperienced campers towards the distant hills.

      Each of us carried a part of the camping equipment on this mostly uphill seven-mile trek. although it was a moderately sunny day, the forecast was not all that bright.

      The poor * attitude of the inexperienced twelve years old novice campers, whose lessons on camping had been avoided mainly through much info leaking from previous disastrous camping expeditions from the school had already start to fester after each rest stop the motivation to keep going was not at its best.

     Eventually, after several stops, the motley group of exhausted boys arrived by the brook at the foot of a hill and washed in the clear pristine waters, before erecting a canopy over the cooking area and the accommodation tents. It was also about this time when the sunshine disappeared and doubt about our dimwit leader became set in stone when the drizzle turned into a downpour swamping the *Canopy and uprooting the tent pegs and sending the tents down the hill to float away in the brook.

     On seeing this, our bugle boy sounded the 'Retreat', then we the defeated trudged wearily back to the comfort of our wretched school but a more comfortable bed.

This sad tale is yet another of many unwritten bad moments at my wretched naval boarding school.not to be mentioned in my memoirs.
Happy Camping. Vest .... back soon.

Overnight Catastrophe

       Last night during the evening a large dark coloured pussy cat made a near fateful move by straying onto our property. On its arrival Minnie our female puss scooted indoors and sought the comfort of her daddies lap for the next two or so hours.

      At daylight on entering the large covered deck outside of the front door was a scene of catastrophic chaos. At first it seemed that Ginge our hairy doctored Tom Cat had come off second best during the overnight fracas with the dark invader. however, scattered around the decking were a couple of dozen wads of Gingers hair, but yet again a nonconclusive descision as to who was the victor was altered to favour a slightly thinner ginger Mog who sat proudly close by to the victors spoils, a torn tartan plaited cat collar with bell attached; the former property of visiting dark invader.

Goodonyer ginge.

    Vest .... Back soon.

Words on Wednesday.

                                        This words for this week have been selected by LEE.

                                            Comedy. Shadows. Loss. Rainbow. Emotional. Heart.


My story goes like this. Who decides whether you should be happy or not, the reply is you do.

      A television Comedy* celebrity had as a guest on his programm an aged gentleman in the *Shadows of his life. And he was a very rare old man indeed  His remarks were entirely unpremeditated and as well as being unrehearsed, they simply bubble out of a personality that was radiant and Un- *Emotional and happy., and whenever he said anything, it was so naive, so apt, that the audience roared with laughter. They loved him, The celebrity was impressed, and enjoyed it with the others and was at a *Loss to understand why his *Heart was so full of happiness and his smile likened to that of a * Rainbow.

    Finally, the celebrity asked the old man why he was so happy."You must have a wonderful secret for happiness," he suggested.

     "No," replied the old man," I have.no secret,  Its something I do every day early in the morning, the earlier the better." he explained, " I have two choices - either to be happy or unhappy and what do you think I do?. I simply choose to be happy, and that's all there is to it."

      Vest says. "Let yourself shine and don't compare yourself with anyone."

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Words on Wednesday.

The prompt this week to use in this story will be the sentence,  Back to the drawing board.

      These are troubled times. We have a strike of water workers. this is an addition to my own personal waterworks problems I have been worrying if the water would dry up in the taps. I have even laid on a stock of top quality Aldi brand Perrier water in case we have to dig a well to provide washing water, I hope the situation does not get any worse.
      Then there are the interminable * Back to the drawing board talks over the limitations or even reduction of Nuclear weapons. the outcome of these talks is easy to surmise; they will end up with all the nuclear powers possessing more nuclear weapons than they did when the talks started. Once I would have worried about this also. Now I look forward to drinking the Perrier water even if the water talks succeed
      To speak the truth, not an invariable practice with me, I do not care in the slightest about the nuclear talks or their outcome, I do not care very much about the water taps going dry. Something graver weighs upon me day and night: my own personal plumbing.

Vest.... Back soon.
 

Words on Wednesday.

The words for Wednesday. are Cooking. Football. Debonair. Electricity. Ballet. Radiator.

     It was quite warm during the day yesterday but turned quite chilly during the evening creating the frequent power outage and the power for the electric* radiators, dotted around the house.
.   This seems to always occur when cooking* the evening meal but luckily we have a gas cooking arrangement to supplement the electricity* supply.. The power cut also thankfully brought an abrupt end to a thugby football* game being watched by a visiting friend who had been listening and watching the ravings of the crowd screaming advice to the hardly debonair* bunch of tattooed overweight gormless muttonheads, the ballet*of hooliganism abruptly ending giving instant relief to one's ears.
     The lighting of the candles was the next priority and a bright flashlight to search for the odd necessities being reminiscent of my childhood rural days living off the grid.

Vest .... back soon.
 

I have never been to Israel. however.

       On May 14, Midnight 1948, on the day in which the British Mandate over Palestine expired, the Jewish People's Council gathered at the Tel Aviv Museum, and approved the following proclamation, declaring the establishment of the State of Israel.

     Yes, that is correct, I missed it by about sixteen hours and was mighty pleased.

Overnight the British Royal Navy  HMS Mauritius 6,500 ton 6-inch gun Cruiser commanded by Captain Lord Ashbourne ( Yes a peer of the Realm) Had singled up to just a fore and aft mooring wire, having the good sense to realise our departure from Haifa was going to be unpleasant

     The HMS Mauritius. commission in the Mediterranean was at an end, having been responsible for boarding many Illegal vessels trying to get into Palestine left Haifa under a hail of misc small arms fire leaving twanging ruptured berthing wires weaving dangerously around.

     The two largest ships or should I say largest passenger list  Approx 7000 each were the Pans - Pan Crescent which I boarded with 12 other guys., and Pan York each around 6.000 tons, had. taken on Illegals from a port in Bulgaria on the Black Sea. Caught up with them shortly after Christmas day 1947.

For more info Google 'THE PANS' Or Exodus 1946- 1948. Or try The Pan York and Pan Crescent.

Vest .... Back soon. Having probs with P C.

   The Pan York and Pan crescent 1948 Exodus..  On google