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Sunday, January 25, 2009

Interesting?

Honest Scrap via French Fancy

Is your head so big that you think you are interesting? Well when I read earlier that French Fancy had dropped me in it, I thought oh no, she has tagged me and I am to tell you 10 honest and interesting things about myself. I scratch my head and think Interesting, I doubt it.

Ok well like a previous gauntlet I took from the Woolly Shepherd I will probably spread it out.
1. Last year when the ferry was approaching Poole harbour my phone went beep beep, so I knew it would say it was O2 network and welcome to the UK. Wrong, what it actually did say was that it was the O2 network and the calls would cost xx and Welcome to Iceland. Needless to say since MOH had gone in search of the boats facilities, I asked another passenger (jokingly since I good see the Dorset coast) what ferry I was on!!!!

Welcome to Iceland!..Not


2. I have a small collection of camels not the real ones of course, no please I don't want any more I have sufficient. One is a lovely pink plate which I bought from a charity shop in the UK, on the back it says The Edmund Leigh Gallery, Dromedary. Reproduced from antique plates 1854 - 1924 first Chairman of Burgess & Leigh Ltd Stoke-on-Trent England. I am also very fond of a lovely small brass camel which makes an excellent paperweight.

Dromedary


The French word for welcome is bienvenue.

The French word for brass is cuivre jaune.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Ive been tagged

By French fancy.....I think that I am suposed to tag six bloggers.

Some blogs I comment on and others I never ever do.

Here are six blogs that I read often............Not including French fancy who I now read and coment on too.

Bindu TransientLives

Woolly Shepherds.......Smallholding in Somerset

Art Propelled

Cariad in Crete

One familys attempt at going greenish

ChrisnCarol only in Thailand


I am suposed to tell you six random things about me.

1. When camping with the school I was bitten by a mole and it swing from my finger! ouch

2. When camping with a boyfriend a mole decided to burrow and then create mole hills under our tent, and I was not amused and made a fuss. The next day I apologised to the people at the next tent but they were Danish..what is a mole they asked?

3. When camping once with my brother I was stung by a bee and discovered that I am allergic to bee stings.

4. When Youth Hostelling as a teenager I discovered I can jump over a barbed wire fence when chased by a cow.

5. When sailing in a strong wind goosewinging.....I discovered that you can land a boat on the shore without having to get into the water.

6. In my first job I believed a cashier was called Mr Fondle and shouted out his name across the banking hall only to discover his name was Mr Sullivan.

Talking about bees Here is a picture of a bee beetle.