The Daily Gaggle

       The Date you see in the header is one of rare occurrence. Many of us will not notice this triple phenomenon unless it has had some significant meaning during their lifespan.       The years on which this has happened during our lifetimes were in 1923 - 1945 -1964 - and now in 2018. Unless someone is fibbing about their age and remembers it happening in 1888 Or Tommy Turtle from the Galapagos Islands in the Pacific ocean.       My first experience of this date being significant happened in 1945 during WW2 and the second time when returning home on Easter day from the West Indies while with the Royal Navy on HMS Ceylon.  However, the time that I remember most of all and in 1945 was probably the most illuminating occasion. The second time was during a 'Cushy' two year shore posting in Hong Kong with my Family       April 1.  1945 Easter Sunday All fools day, 'Operation Iceberg 1...

     This song is dedicated to the trio of tricky ball picking cricketers. and goes to the tune of 'Everybody's Doing it Now' Every body's doing it - Doing it-doing it- doing it Picking the Ball and Chewy- ing it glueing it shoeing it We all know it's been done before Going back in time much before But getting caught you get shown the door.  So no body's doing it now.                                   --------------------- Dedicated. to the trio of tricky cricketers. Copyright.  dailygaggle.com

Words on Wednesday      Misstep.Ponder. Volume.Crib. Split.& Brilliant. The following is either a Fairy story or a concussed dream.     Fairies respond to kindness and will communicate with those who share their ideology and are willing to tolerate their existence. I never cease to wonder and ponder over the peculiar stories about fairies.      Fairies come in all shapes and sizes and callings; such as Elves Goblins Gnomes. However, it was a few years ago on mid summers day when I was putting away the garden tools back into the shed at the bottom of the garden and the Sun was going down when suddenly without warning  I misstep onto the garden rake 'Clonk, 'After the rake hit me I heard odd laughter of low volume coming from below the Gooseberry Bush where I saw an unbelievable sight of a baby Gnome in a crib being attended by several lady fairies each holding a small but brilliant light.      The remaining litt...

The following words are used for this dated story Configuration. Blame. Jaundiced. Spend. Destiny. Blank.                              Portsmouth England 1765.      It was to become an exciting day for young Jimmy Hornblower. The arrival of the famous captain Bastardo (Junior) and his Three mast frigate of forty guns the Santa da devil. Jimmy had his mind set on a seafaring career and was intent on securing a job on this famous ship a former Portuguese ship captured by the Infamous Capt Bastardo Senior a Spanish pirate of Murderous disposition.      Captain Barsrardo (junior) was the Illegitimate son of his father and lady Emily Dearborn of Barnwell in Hampshire Who Capt Bastardo had captured during a raid on Hamilton in Bermuda.some forty years ago. When lady Emily became with child the Captain Bastardo put ashore the wailing mother...

The Following story is an excerpt from memoirs but in Pseudo form where most names of places and people mentioned have been altered to hide their true identity, but the time factor remains plus the original date of publication. 2003.     This excerpt is dedicated to Sharon who prompted me to deliver this episode of my life. Sadly my Wife Rosemary the lady in the story. passed away 3- 5-17. It happened on an evening after Christmas in late December 1951. I was now a twenty-five year old. A friend and I had visited ‘The Embassy,” a ballroom ‘dance hall’ in Fawcett Road, Portsmouth where we performed with great alacrity with two local damsels. My friend, who was worse for wear and full of Brickwood’s brewery best plonk, had invited the two women to meet us the following evening. Waiting for them across the road from the pub from which we had just emerged, I quietly said to my mate, “I don’t like yours, and my one looks a bit rough,” So we scooted off and wound up in the ...

The Americas and St Patrick's Day 1965      We arrived back home in England in late August 1964. Baby William was born in Portsmouth, the UK on 30 October 1964. William Andrew Spencer had been conceived in, or more aptly put; ‘Made in Hong Kong’ during a period of weakness in the Spencer family planning department around the time of the Chinese New Year celebrations. Little Willie was our fourth son. Shortly afterwards, I was drafted to HMS Maryland where there were much backstabbings and dissention. It was my last ship, thank the Lord. It seemed I was the only gunnery person on a ship without guns. My main duties consisted of overseeing what small arms there were and pandering to a bunch of stuck-up *dockyard matey’s whims. (*civilian technicians) on this ship was just as stressful as it was on HMS Marylebone. We visited Gibraltar, Guantanamo Bay in Cuba, Bermuda, New London, Charleston, and New York. What we did on the ship was classified, so even now it would be ...

    The pork eating Pigmy dwellers of Badasstan were of no particular calling,. In the main, they were a bunch of mischievous itinerant workers who invaded the adjoining Stans during the fruit picking season. there was little pride in their Glum attitude towards their neighbours, the Kazackastans and the other half dozen Stan's who surrounded them. only their cheap labour saved them from being put to the sword.      Most Badasstans led a short charmed life, there was nothing glossy about their existence, most villages built toilet trenches dug around their movable homes.    However, due to the drunken infighting and general bedlam at the end of the  fruit picking season, death became a frequent visitor     In the early morning the results of the previous evening not only the night soil but departed souls  would join the daily trash, the stench from the trench made one scarper in fear, Not even a pen...

The boring untruths of facebook      I don't care a hoot if I insult you because you are a facebook moron, it is about time you long time users and losers were told the truth      Here I shall give you a few reasons not to like Facebook any more full stop.     First of all, Facebook is always watching a sweaty old middle aged bimbo or dirty old geezer whose only interest is immorality and depravity; take your pick. It is also a source of anything likely to be of little use plus a guide to future depravity for the unemployable school leavers expanding the dole queues.. The predators mentioned watching and recording everything you like or desire and everyone's info you have recorded, yes everyone you have ever visited..      The face bookman keeps are not simply filed away under I bet you wish we were not watching you so closely, your news feed is based on this info All of your past love trysts and...

Today's words are.  Tarmac, Whine, Lobby, Vestige, Dither Spark.      This is my Story, It goes back to the war in the Pacific closing to its end in 1945.         It had become like a routine for both the Allied ships of the Pacific fleet also the Japanese suicide pilots who like their predecessors were waiting by their planes on the tarmac in the islands of Miyako Shima and Ishigaki group of islands.          Today was to be different, and very early in the day at first light, I was able to calculate that 'Something Different'. I spoke to the navigator who had stepped out from the bridge lobby with a smoke and coffee, saying "how far are we away from today's target area" " About the same as usual " Say's he.. I replied " One doesn't have to be a bright spark to  notice the whine of the carrier planes now taking off are using additional fuel tanks and this has me in a dither wondering why, that the...

    These two former  West African colonies of the UK were granted independence. Representing the Queen and Great Britain was Admiral Sir Varyl Begg and the crew of the six-inch gun cruiser The HMS Ceylon and its crew of which 'yours truly vest was a member. On my part of the celebrations, it became a fiasco which I recall with some amusement which does not include the speech from incoming President Kwame Nkrumah. There are. excerpts from"Waving Goodbye"  my Memoirs obtainable now only from Amazon. Unfortunately, I have run out of stock  ISBN 1-4120-3384-5. Back soon. VEST.

                            Words on Wednesday.                          The words were chosen By (River).       Sunlit       Petrichor       Squinted.       Comfortable.       Disrupted.       Phones.                                    This is my Story,.  " Do you have a new friend."       It was quite chilly when I had opened the bedroom french windows and stepped into the sunlit seating area where my son was sitting at the table doing the daily crossword ( the one I always have to finish). "What is a Petrichor' he asks, "Dunno Say's I, how is it spelled" " have a dekko " he Say's, I squinted in the sunlight as I bent down to read without ...

Antibacterial wet wipes used for killing kitchen germs are a waste of money because bugs can come back to full strength very quickly a scientist claims.      In many households wipes have replaced cloths and scouring pads, but it has been said that if just one cell of a household germ remains on the benchtop it will multiply within twenty minutes..      A biomedical scientist found household soap was far better at breaking down the cell walls of household germs. However, there are some dyed in the wool Kitchen Witches who have slobbered around germs since birth who are completely immunised from all known germs. Vest  daily gaggle...back soon.

The following words have been used within the following story. MYTHOLOGY. DISCONNECTED'. CAMPFIRE ROUGHLY EXPANSIVE SINGING.                                      A wedding in the year of 1643.      On the Saturday of June the 20th, much excitement and frivolity had been ongoing since the 10 AM opening of the common grounds; near the church of Saint Oliver- formerly St Mary's in the village of Middle Sodbury in the Berkshire Chiltern Hills where roughly three or four hundred politically biased drunken villagers from surrounding Hamlets had gathered to witness the high profile wedding. Most of the villagers already inebriated and itching for violence were supporters of Oliver Cromwell and others of higher profile supported king Charles 1.  When two days earlier much blood was shed during the Battle of 'Chalgrove field' in Oxfordshire but not quite within the snobb...

The accommodation provided at this top of the range Pussy retreat is beyond belief. The owners of this extravaganza you may have guessed -I know fairly well. Just take the tour and be amazed. Simply Google JARVIS BAY CAT COTTAGE. Vest. AKA LES BOWYER.

The following prompts are the words for this Wednesday. Glinting. Crop. Valley. Particular Cave Deliberately. Caldera. Merlin. Unicorn. Crossbow                                               This is my  Story, Titled.. Thoughtless. Stunning.                                                         'The Village Fete'    The village Fete was aways deliberately held during the most promising sunny day during mid - July when it was attended by the vast majority of the population of Lower Frogsbottom, a Village within a valley of the Chilterns in rural Oxfordshire England . The mass hysteria, centred mostly around the beer tent and other local yokel exciting happenings were the gu...

   It is becoming more like a comic book with most of its pages dedicated to sport and  brothel adverts Today's top story pulverises the Australian Deputy Prime Minister , Who it seems to have been shaking his tail with one of his favourite female staffer's  currently in the Pudding club to the shock horror of his wife of 24 years and his four daughters.   The Deputy Pm first of all ,states , "I am deeply ashamed but is madly in love with his new squeeze.. This sort of thing happens within 50 % of Australian marriages. "Quite True" say I ,. However  I am of the opinion that - that 50% involves 95 % of the countries celebrities silver tails and politicians not the common herd.  His family state that they gave up their own careers and education to support him over the years. Vest.... Back soon.

     During the last week or so.I  have received several telephone calls from aged - old shipmates whom I served  with during WW2 as far back as 75 years,  They are not bloggers and have few if any computer skills being that George H, 95 married to Muriel 95 for 70 years are in a nursing home.in Chatswood Sydney..      Then there is Jim who phones regularly, Jim is blind and his daily carer dials the phone; he is a widower  of  94. lives alone about 80 kls north of me .      .Finally there is Pat , 92 Married to Betty 90  for72 years they have lived in the same house in Shepparton Vic  for 65 years.      And myself the young one at 91 widower to Rosemary , married 63 years. collectively we are the sole survivors of the  flag ship of the Brit Pacific Fleet WW2 Our total respect for each other has never ceased and never will. Hardly a week passes before I receive a call from them or v...

Today is the turn of Elsie AKA River, to provide the words for Wednesday. EXTERIOR MADWOMAN MOUNTAIN LAKE TWITCHED FLICKER DESK Or and (I SHALL USE ALL OF THESE WORDS ) Vest... PREDICTION APPROACH BACTERIA VAULTS PLANE WHITE LILAC Here is my Story Titled: "Having a Morbid Day" Where I stood by the WHITE LILAC bush in the back garden, the piston driven plane approaching from the south on its way to the local Airport at Newcastle in NSW Australia - its thundering noise while in its descent revived a flicker of bad memory from the vaults of time; stored in my brain from a long past era. However, not so vivid today, instead we have a mad woman - an aged spinster who arrives at her weekender up the road with her animals each weekend , whose dogs and her screeching Galah's and Cockatoo's in her garden reply in their own way to the noise of the descending plane. A prediction of this occurring is inevitable; it rarely fails similarly to the howls of local...

     I had to go shopping today being all the fresh veggies had been consumed and little else to excite the palate, although the freezer held a variety of animal flesh(NO LONG PIG) and frozen veg, my culinary attributes rarely succeed with out the inclusion of fresh veg.  The other occupier of our residence my eldest son 63 consumes most of the food in the house and proof of the pudding is that I have lost 34 kilo's in the past fifteen months without trying unless not drinking alcohol or cutting down on deserts which my wife had a hand in preparing. , but now it is my responsibility for the whole caboodle and I am pleased to know I am now just 82 kilo's..      So off I go to the Shopping centre: 3.5 minutes driving ( yes I drive At 91.6 years of age A 4litre Ford Falcon.) I park Successfully and meet the heat , I am beginning to perspire getting to the Air-con comfort of the Centre , (two minutes walk.) The place is busy despite it being Monday, but i...

Hong Kong Island.in the sixties      Over a period of Two years plus I had the opportunity to visit some of the homes of the more well to do residents  of Hong Kong IE Fragrant Harbour, Due to the clouds and mist most of these homes had a strange odour of dampness, some of these homes were quite old  and unlike the apartment My family occupied on Wongneichong road which circumnavigated  'Happy Valley race course, Being  the first occupants in 1962 the Three blocks of  twenty Apartments ten story's high  were high spec and sumptuous. but nothing like the vastly high blocks of concrete which replaced them in 1997 when they were demolished.     While in Hong Kong I had the dubious luck to come in contact with many celebs of sorts and one being a Arthur Halliwell  of Brit Daily Mirror fame who wrote a column under the title of Cassandra, who you may remember if you are aged like myself; was the villain in the  lawsuit brough...