Wary though I am after the controversy stirred up last time I had to post a picture of these shetland blacks also from the potato man at the farmers’ market.
I was surpised, when I cut into them, that the blue is just a seam near the surface. Clever camoflage to hide the yellow within… and they are not any where near as tasty as the salad blues.
What’s this? Another one?
In just under three weeks Dufftown, a model narrow gauge railway 4mm scale will be exhibited in Brighton. It’s a layout I’ve designed and help build, and it’s not nearly ready, so I thought it would be fun to record the last few weeks of the race against time on a blog. So I will.
I first encountered one when presented with pomme de terre en deux colours with a delicious lunch served in the square in front of an excellent restaurant in Vence. Now I’m happy to find they’re a regular feature of the Lewes Farmers’ Market.
The final episode of Dave Shelton’s current Bergman and McBoo today, alas. Surely there has to be an anthology published soon?
The thing about the iPhone, right, is that it’s got no zoom. And the thing about seals is they’re rather well camouflaged. So this is not a great pic, but see if you can spot about half a dozen adults and a couple of (rather pixelated) pups. Taken yesterday near Wooltack Point, Pembs.
After an unbelievably wet August, two September weekends in a row have provided absolutely stunning Autumn sunshine. Last weekend the conditions would have been perfect for sailing, if there had been any wind.
The photos I took whilst crewing in the Axe Yacht Club’s last river race of 2008 are here on the website for the Axe One Design class. Or at least the photos which feature Axe Ones are (we were sailing a Miracle). Long may this wonderful weather last.
Humph made life better. I first became aware of him on I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Clue in the early ’90s, going to several recordings and enjoying his extraordinary dead pan wit. Later, when I got into jazz, I couldn’t believe that this great wonderful trumpeter was the same man. How could he have so much talent? Through The Best of Jazz he enlarged my interest in music and introduced me to a variety of wonderful artists.
Humph died at 7pm yesterday. I will miss hearing him.
After a cross-channel train journey I can’t resist switching into nerd mode. Whilst in France I saw an article in a paper about the next generation TGV, called the AGV for Automotrice Grande Vitesse. Alas I’m not up to google.fr-ing it so I’ll have to try and dredge the facts from memory.
In the last year rows of electronic bike racks have sprung up around Paris where you can use your Oyster like Navigo card to hire bicycles.
Judging by the numbers to be seen on the streets the scheme is extremely successful, though the logistics of it leave you wondering quite how much must be going on behind the scenes (were there truck loads of bikes being carted around while we slept?). You often see bike racks completely empty, which might be annoying enough if you’re looking to take to the wheels, but not nearly as annoying as finding a full bike rack at your destination and having to scrabble around to find somewhere to return your “velo” before the ramped charges start to mount up.
We sat on a cafe on a slope and counted one go up as a dozen went down. There have to be trucks migrating bikes back to the upper racks…
The bikes have lights for use at night that I’m guessing charge up when the bike is parked on the rack (sometimes you see the rack light red rather than green, presumably meaning it’s not ready to go out because the battery’s flat).
It’s a great system. London could definitely use something like this.
