"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:”

I feel a rest from blogging is needed… I need to complete the editing of my book, and the posts you all add are just too good to miss. So what must I do to get the work done? Make a break, switch off the posts and concentrate on the book.

The problem is I’m doing to many rewrites and then rewrites of rewrites and so on and so forth. The breaks are just interfering with the flow of the book and as I have sourced a Editor, I now need to get serious about finishing this work. Am I serious about publishing it? We’ll see what the Editor says. He is an old school friend who is an English major and knows a lot of my background.

There is only one thing to do and that’s to hit the road running and give it a try full time.

I will miss your posts and probably cheat every now and then by popping in to see what I’m missing.

 

I’m Proud to be called a Rhodesian…

Mere members of the human race,
But we have known a special place.
We did grow up in a different way,
In a land where we wish we could stay.

Those that joined us adopted our ways,
Many that visited extended their stay’s.
We loved the weather and loved the sun.
Outdoor and bush people every one.

We loved our sport loved our braai’s,
Under those great Rhodesian skies.
A fun loving people friendly to boot,
Most enjoyed some meat to shoot.

We loved our fishing and to camp,
Along some lovely river bank.
We loved our dams and water sport,
We loved to make rather than import.

But now we are scattered across the earth,
Very far away from our place of birth.
We love a challenge and successful will be,
Whilst we prey for sanity in the land of Zimbabwe.

Written by Pete Barlow 10/07/2001

I also found these photos… oh how I wish I’d taken them, I cannot find any copyright on them and to hell they are shared all over the web so why not here….

The new recruits to combat poaching…

These two photos I found on FB and are from the Kgalagadi where we will go again…

Man these are good photos… and this bottom one I wonder if the Lion is off to the toilet…

Can you imagine if you are in the toilet and on your way out this is what you see… oh boy the adrenaline rush would be high and the skid mark very dark…

A lump on my nose?.. A real witches knob?

Knob-billed Duck (Sarkidiornis melanotos).

Found in tropical wetlands in sub-Saharan Africa,Madagascar and south Asia from Pakistan to Laos and extreme southern China. It also occurs in continental South America south to the Paraguay River region in eastern Paraguay, south-eastern Brazil and the extreme northeast of Argentina, and as a vagrant on Trinidad.

Now you know where to find it, how would you like a knob like that on top of you lip?

If you want to know more about this duck CLICK HERE…

Must be bloody awkward having that get in the way….

Now for a little humour… an email I received titled “1960 hits renamed for present day US” not sure if I should laugh or cry….

Some of the artists from the 60’s are revising their hits, with new lyrics to accommodate aging baby boomers. Who can remember doing the "Limbo" as if it were yesterday!

Here they are; –

Bobby Darin’s — “Splish, Splash, I was having a Flash!” (Hot flush)

Herman’s Hermits — “Mrs Brown you’ve got a lovely walker”

The Bee Gees — “How can you mend a broken hip”

Roberta Flack — “The first time ever I forgot your face”

Johnny Nash — “I can’t see clearly now”

Paul Simon — “50 ways to lose your liver”

The Commodores — “Once twice three times to the bathroom”

Procal Harem — “A whiter shade of white”

Leo Sayer — “You make me feel like napping”

The Temptations — “Papa’s got a kidney stone”

Abba — “Denture Queen”

Tony Orlando — “Knock three times on the ceiling if you hear me fall”

Helen Reddy — “I’m a woman; hear me snore”

Leslie Gore — “It’s my procedure and I’ll cry if I want to”

Willy Nelson — “On the commode again”

Now I don’t expect all of you to recognise these songs, you all being so young, but there might just be one or two of you out there that will. Those who don’t know the original names can ask and I will tell you…. but come on don’t be pretending….

The Beauty of a Pretoria Sunrise.

It was not my intention to post a sunrise today, but the pure brilliance of what greeted me this morning has to be shared. Blurry eyed, cup of tea and a cigarette, out on to the balcony and this is what greeted me at 5.30 in the morning.

And as time passed this is how the sky developed….

and then the sun broke the horizon….

Has the Colour Green Gone Missing?

A blog I enjoyed yesterday was posted by Elisa Ruland; post titled Breaking News: The Color Green Goes Missing, well it seems that they have lost something in Atlanta, Ga.

I looked out side and had that distinct feeling I might know where their colour green has gone. A quick look through my last few months photos and yes, I know where it is.

Now just to put Elisa at ease, it is here by us and when discussing with it, why it had moved here, the answer was short and sweet, “Too damn cold up there!!”

But just to make Elisa feel better it also said “I’ll be going back when it gets warmer.”

So Elisa, I took a few photos to make sure that you can identify that it is the green you are actually looking for…..

Elisa’s post yesterday was one I really enjoyed you can read it by clicking on the title of the post I shared above or you can CLICK HERE…