The other day, I found a Barclays bank visa card on the pavement as I took the dog for a walk
Category Archives: Strange things
Update: Please can we have our beaches back?
I have today received a reply to the letter which I sent to Jane Davidson at theWelsh Assembly on the subject of the dredging of the Helwick Bank. Here is the reply: Continue reading
Holocaust denial ?
I received an E-mail yesterday in the form of a chain letter.
Rather than pass it to friends as an E-mail, I decided instead to refer to it here.
The Mumbles Railway
This week sees the two hundredth anniversary of the introduction of the oldest passenger carrying railway in the world, the famous Mumbles Railway Continue reading
Dreadful refereeing – Italy v. Wales
Yesterday we watched a dreadful display of refereeing in Rome by Chris White, of the rugby match between Italy and Wales. I have several points to make: Continue reading
Staffie to France? Non!
Last summer, we had a very successful camping holiday in France accompanied by our Staffie Cross, which I wrote about here (Click to read)
We have now been informed that our lovely furry friend is considered to be a dangerous breed and will not be allowed into France. Continue reading
Prison or Suspended sentence ?
How can it be right to give paedophiles suspended sentences because the prisons are too full, Continue reading
Branscombe Wreck
We were horrified to see the looting which occurred at Branscombe this week, whilst everybody else in the area was trying to prevent damage to the coastline and to the environment.
The sight on TV of people deliberately Continue reading
Tsunami ?
On Boxing Day, on the second anniversary of the dreadful tsunami in the southern hemisphere, we were also reminded of something that happened during our sailing years.
In 2003 there was an earthquake in Algeria. Continue reading
Halloween
As this is the night when all self respecting ghosts and ghouls come out to play, I thought it fitting to air a true ghost story:
Some years ago, on a wet and windy day in November I was driving home for lunch along a deserted narrow lane in Swansea. Suddenly a pale sickly-looking old Bassett Hound sped out of a gateway and shot straight at the front of my car.
I braked hard in a vain attempt to avoid the animal, but Continue reading