BBC Quiz of the Week


Quiz29

LAST Week:- Spring is closer. I can see it approaching through the rain and the squalls. Also coming into view are probelms in the Ukraine and in the Middle East. It seems that the only way to respond to massacres of people is with massacres of people! Somehow that is the humanitatian thing to do.

Hats and Crowns:- Not a hat in sight this week.

THIS Week. I was lucky to scrape out of hat territory with 4/7.  How will you go this week?

Previous Dunces

22nd Aug, 3/7, No Hats Awarded

15th Aug, 0/7, healingmagichands

8th Aug, 1/7, daisyfae

1st Aug, 5/7, No Hats Awarded

25th July, 4/7, No Hats awarded

18th July, 1/7, healingmagichands

11th July , 3/7, No hat awarded

4th July, 2/7, healingmagichands

27th June, 2/7, Rob

2oth June, 3/7, No hat awarded

13th June, 1/7, Rob

7th June, 3/7, No Hat awarded

30th May, 4/7, No hat awarded

 

Crown Winners (7/7)

14th Sept, 2012, healingmagichands

28th Sept, 2012, dinahmow

5th Oct, 2012, dinahmow, healingmagichands, Buff

7th Dec, 2012, healingmagichands, Rob

31st May, 2013, dinahmow

14th June, 2013, dinahmow

26th July 2013, dinahmow

9th August 2013, dinahmow

21st Mar, 2014, healingmagichands

1st Aug, 2014, healingmagichands

Lots of Fun


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In the 1930′s & 1940′s when these were published in The Western Mail,

PCishness was not a consideration.

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Buff’s Bromeliad


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Here We Go Again


In 1943 Spike Milligan, he of the Goon Show fame wrote, while on service in Italy,

THE SOLDIERS AT LAURO

Young are the dead
Like babies they lie
The wombs they blest once
Not healed dry
And yet – Too soon
Into each space
A cold earth falls
On colder face
Quite still they lie
These fresh reeds
Clutched in earth
Like winter seeds
But these will not bloom
When called by spring
To burst with leaf
And blossoming
They will sleep on
In silent dust
As crosses rot
And memories rust.

Australia has just emerged from its longest war with over 40 soldiers dead.

At the funeral of each we were solemnly told that we would never forget the individual being honoured on that day.

Yet how many of those names can YOU, my reader, remember?  How many of those names can YOU, my parliamentary representative, remember?

The families remember their individual loss. Their comrades remember their sacrifice.

Now, too soon, our young people are again in the hands of old men who make speeches yet hide from danger.

The old men speak different languages, worship differently named Gods and wear different clothes. All using young people as pawns in their games of power. All showing no conscience as human beings die.

Never to be forgotten.

For a day or two.

From a Roman Wall #50


graphics-romans-528700“I need that caffeinus this morning, Nellus.” Secundus entered the Forum Cafeterium despondently. “Salve”. He added belatedly. “Good morning all.”

“Ave, Good Morning back atcha, Secundus” replied Literatus. “You sound down in the dumps this morning.”

“Yes, I went to the Coliseum yesterday.” said Secundus.

“That would have been good fun. I hear they have some new big cats there to fight the Gladiators.” Literatus commented.

“Yes they do.” grumbled Secundus. “I heard on good authority that the smaller cat had no chance against the retiarius it was due to fight. That net and trident was obviously going to be more than a match for it. I wagered a whole denarius on that gladiator.”

“And you lost?” asked Literatus in surprise.

“Yes. That little cat was so fast it avoided the net and got in underneath the trident. It won!” complained Secundus.

“Well what did you expect?” asked Verbo Ipsum. “You thought you were making a fair bet but have you ever heard of an honest cheetah?

Sid and Sod #600


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Street Wisdom


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