WTF????? - *!+*%!!*
But really, WTF'nH do they think they're playing at?
Target practice, that's what. The b****y army playing war games.
Nothing lives on the picturesquely named Cape Wrath, somewhere so far north of the border that most of us don't know where it is.* Well if anything ever did, it won't be doing now.
Cape Wrath, according to Nicholas crane (Coast) is currently being used by the army, navy and air force to get together and practice their live bombing techniques on the rocks. All together see, there isn't anywhere else on the British Isles where they can all play together.
So last night we were treated to the sight of lots of aircraft, boats and people all pointing weaponry at a large (fairly unprepossessing ) rock and attempting to blast it to bits. (POW! POW! KABOOM! BIG SPLOSH! oops, missed BOING!)
This, despite the fact that the innocent rock remains in one place and presumably doesn't fire back, is supposed to be giving the military the edge it needs should we ever have another Falklands type war. And gives the boys an unparalleled opportunity to hone their skills and all that. Oh and it's really hard and testing and punishing for them because of the inhospitable weather.
Well, let's not mention coastal erosion, carbon footprints or the war (any of the wars). Let's not consider that these days, it seems more likely that the lads will be needing to hone skills in very different climes.
Let's just...Oh I can't be bothered any more. I resort to effing and blinding and spluttering. and having turned the air blue, I shall now go and seek warm water since we are being blasted by cold winds and my person is blue from the knees down (cat flap is letting in the wind).
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What time do you call this? I've been waiting for hours!View from my (clean) kitchen window
Gorgeousness :)
*It's at the far northern tip of the Scottish Mainland and used to be a major stopping point for Vikings, on their way from Scandinavia to everywhere else.**
**What with global warming and rising seas, it's possible it may be needed again by travellers - if there's any of it left that is.
4 comments:
Now ya know I'll be askin' himself about Cape Wrath....
And what a pretty kitty.
What a gorgeous view from the kitchen window. (I'm envious!)
And oh......what a precious shot of an angel at play.
:-)
The last photo could be my little fairy gal. Pink shoes and all!
Boys and toys, I'll never understand their need to blow things up, never. The 15 year old fantasizes about things going BOOM.. and i often wonder where I went wrong...
Testosterone poisoning...I should think.
( need to get out the ladders and clean my windows, you set sucha good example for the rest of us slobs...sigh)
I asked and promptly got a "If it's anywhere north of Watford, I don't know nuffin' about it.".....and a wild chuckle.
Huh.
I musta missed somethin' in the translation? LOL
Well it certainly is a bit North of Watford Mel :) The Brit is clearly a proper Southerner :)
Oh don't worry about my example Sorrow - it's the first time in more than a year that I've cleaned them :) That's why I'm going on about it so much :)
GB and I spent a good couple of hours admiring old videos we took when she was much smaller. My favourite is the one where her mum (off screen) says "she's a monkey" and very tiny GB says "mummy's a monkey" and turns upside down in the high chair and wiggles her feet provocatively.
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