here) to myself. Out loud. Alone. In the car.
On arrival, I wasn't entirely sure of the location and was pretty sure I'd see a birder pretty quickly. I spotted a scope. I spun it 'round and parked up.
"Where's the Robin, pal?"
"Just go in here" said my brand new pal as he pointed to a green door. Absolutely Icebox!
Well, thanks go out to several people who I have never met before, firstly the Doctor for letting me in his garden, the deceased for dying at a very convenient time, and the family of the deceased for organising the funeral at such short notice. Then I wondered. Has a funeral ever been arranged NOT at short notice? I suppose one has at some time or other.
So there you have it, death, mortality, and mega Robins, dealt with in an unbelievably blase manner.
The great Colin Key once reviewed my blog and described it as thus:
"It IS utter shit......it's like the Viz"
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Thanks Col. I honestly pissed myself laughing when he said it was "utter shit". I thought it was a great description. And Shakey once played for Fulchester United. Did you know that? Colin's blog is here for comparison, although he uses his Internet super alter-ego "John Russell" as he's quite modest and doesn't like the plaudits.
On blogger dashboard it gives you your stats including number of hits in a day, traffic sources and most popular posts of the day. Today's most popular post is Very important post but why have so many people decided to click on that? Honestly, why? I mean, that was from 9th June 2009. It's strange this Internet lark, you just never know.
I sometimes end with a joke for you all. It makes you leave with a false sense that this site is actually fun and makes you laugh.
Muslim women have set up a new social networking site. It's called "Book".
Can I say that?