Category: Giggle Category

This is a pic I took from the Captain’s seat on the bridge of HMS Belfast, the WW2 battleship moored in the Thames in London. The vessel’s a huge tourist attraction, but notice the guns are all pointing in the same direction and are also of the same elevation.

The guns have a range of fourteen miles, so if they were fired, where would the shells explode? A field behind the Scratchwood services on the M1 motorway would be turned into a huge and deep hole – Health and Safety and the anti-terrorist branch think of everything!

“Nothing to do with rain water,” said a local.” They used to be used to empty ‘the night jar’.”

Visited the latest Parisien tourist magnet. Finished in just twenty years and at a cost of E220M the result is breathtaking. If you are interested in architecture a visit is a must. If you are an architect, a visit is a must but I guarantee you will be green with envy at the result of such dedication.

It cannot be described as a building, more of a cloud hovering above the woods in Boulogne in the centre of Paris. I was lucky, I arrived at feeding time for the er…er…er. I arrived at feeding time for the blue er…er…er. Well I arrived.

It’s the hopper head at the side of the window I found baffling

The translation:   ‘Here, killed by the Nazis, corporal Roger Salomez. He died for France on August 20th 1944’. This is one of many, many plaques of remembrance that can be found in the streets of Paris. As you can see I took the picture from below as these plaques are all at least 3 metres high. When I asked why, a friend said, “if they were any lower they would be stolen.” Seems the Free French fighters still have value.

You weld them to frame, tie material and horns to the frame and scatter them around the courtyard of one of France’s top fashion houses – I suppose.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

I’m talking about the song here. Few people know that this song is still under copyright. Whenever you sing it to someone, you should be paying a royalty fee.

Time Warner, the owners of the song however, never charge for a private performance. If it is sung in a film it will cost the singer around $15000.00! Used on TV at around $8000.00, down to lower fees for amateur theatricals.

It is rumoured Marylyn Monroe paid $1.2M to sing it to her President!

So, don’t go singing it in front of too many people.

You weld them together to make ball. Then…

You place them outside you garage and watch idiots like me photographing them in the rain.

You hold the ceiling up with them!

Still on motoring, well, sort of. What do you do with old tractor tyres? Salvador Dali found a use for them. To support his statues outside his museum in Spain!

This is an interesting car I saw recently, it is not the drivers seat I found different but the windscreen wipers. There is no windscreen for them to clean, so a surgical glove has been attached to one of them to wipe the drivers spectacles.

A few vegtables, a few leaves, and a wooden box and you have the scene!

Is this  a coffee table or is it an ancient laying out board for those who have passed away?

Actually it is both – the coffee table is it’s second life.

Very embarrassing for the person sitting in the seat!

Most people do wear dark glasses when they pass this house.

A good way to brighten up a boring water tank!

Is it an illegal still for making gin, hidden in the countryside?

The clue is the cherry trees in the background. Hail showers destroy cherry crops and so the orchard is defended against hail stones by this building.

The tall chimney that looks like a megaphone is a megaphone. Inside the building, butane gas is exploded, and the shock wave is propagated out of the megaphone across the orchard. The shockwave pulverises the hailstones to dust, thus protecting the cherries.

This is not a natural pond in the forest. Look closely and you will see the edges are of concrete. There are many of these ponds in the forest. Rainfall in the forests of the Vaucluse mountains in France is scarce, so water is hauled up the mountain to fill these ponds regularly otherwise the wild hogs and deer would die of thirst. Who are these good people who bring the water? Hunters of course – if the animals died, they would have nothing to shoot.