Compo

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  1. They were government aids for her bad leg, Beekay. the tribe lives in a protected national park zone in the Rift Valley and are entitled to aid as and when required. Doesn't stop them being warlike though! When we went into the national park we had to take an armed park guard to protect us against wild animals and possible attacks from tribal factions. The tribes visited had become used to occasional foreigners and had learnt that valuables such as fresh fruit and corn can be had in exchange for a warm welcome. The odd thing about the facebook ban is that two of the photos in the album show
  2. Here's "Spam" with his girlfriend "Spat" A feral female whose name aptly describes her attitude. [Photo taken in twilight, hence grainy image]
  3. This is "Spam" the local feral tomcat, stalking his food bowl in the garden.
  4. I have received a temporary ban from facebook for attempting to upload a pornographic image; an image that shows partially clad women. So, according to facebook, I'm a pornographer. The photo was taken in 2010 in the Omo Valley in southern Ethiopia and depicts Mursi tribal women wearing their large lip-plates. Here's a link to the image - please tell me how pornographic you find it and if I should also be barred from using this site for my porn. It is my view that the image may be a bit scary but that's how the tribe is. Mursi women in the Omo Valley, Southern Ethiopia
  5. From: http://www.historyofdolls.com/history-of-famous-dolls/history-of-golliwog/ "One theory of the origin of the name “Golliwogg” says that while British soldiers held Egypt in the second half of the 19th century they had Egyptian laborers that worked for them. Workers wore insignia W.O.G.S. on their armbands which meant “Working on Government Service”. British troops spoke of them as “ghouls” - which is an Arabic word for a desert ghost. Egyptian children played with black dolls which they would sometimes give to British soldiers or they would buy dolls from children. That dolls were later
  6. My day today is a little odd....woke up with this! Well, at least it's different.
  7. I think they had been there for some time, Margie - they had taken on the brown look of soil stained bone.
  8. MargieH: They looked like a child's humerus, ulna and radius to me - all disarticulated. I did wonder if a child had been buried just beneath the surface in "Pauper" fashion.
  9. No coal fires on Xmas Day in Adelaide - far too warm! I think Xmas Day and Boxing Day must have been the only two days of the year when we wee allowed a fire in the morning. at all other times it was four in the afternoon before it was lit. I suppose that was to warm the room up for when dad came home from work.
  10. I have to confess to getting much pleasure out of walking around old graveyards and reading the inscriptions on the stones. I look after the headstone of a family that used to be Station Master here at Watten Station, where I live. The graveyard has been levelled and many old stones placed around the perimeter walls, where the Station stone is now located. One day I was planting bulbs at the stone when I accidentally dug up small long-bones from about an inch below the surface! When they levelled the yard they must have bulldozed some bodies around whilst they were at it. I reburied the remain
  11. Here's an enamel Golly brooch from Robertson's that I have in my little museum of 20th century tat:
  12. Many years ago I picked up a couple of good quality deck chairs for ten bob each. This morning I went online to order some new fabric for them - it's £14 per bloody metre length and you need 1.5 m per chair! So, to cover two chairs I had to spend £46 for two lengths of fabric and enough upholstery tacks to do the job. Anyone would think that I've spent time in Scotland, moaning about the cost of things like this....no wait...
  13. Here's summat as you don't see anymore. A 1lb jar of jam with a golly on the lid. I was digging out a hedge to extend my little orchard when my garden fork came up with it stuck on the prongs. I wonder...1. How long has it been there? (We've been here 26yrs and it's not ours); 2. When did they stop using imperial measures for jam jars? and 3. The hedge is mature so think of the quality of manufacture that has kept it so good for so long underground.
  14. Here's one from my little museum of 20th century tat, Ian.
  15. Indeed it is, Stuart but sadly the photo I'm looking for was taken from across the other side of Mansfield Raod looking straight at Wings bike shop. So it was in the opposite direction from teis angle. I think it ws originally on Picture the Past but doesn't seem to be there now. my school fried lived in the house, fourth door down. I lived on the terrace to the left out of view.
  16. Not that one Cliff. It was a frontal view of the mootorbike shop, taken from across Mansfiled road.
  17. Looking for a picture of Wings motorbike shop at the bottom of Morris Street/Mansfield road, Daybrook. Can anyone help, please? There were some images on here from Picture the Past but I can't getthem to display.
  18. Julie is looking forward to fish in parsley sauce for tea. I took my eyes off the cat for five minutes.....Wonder how she will like the beans on toast?
  19. Hope your second opinion is more positive, Brew. Good luck.
  20. So, had the hare stew in a thick red wine sauce last night and there's still some left for my dinner today. Luckily, I am on my own here when it comes to eating road kill! 'Er indoors simply won't touch it, so there's more for me. The loin I had as a pan fried starter.
  21. I love the sound of Feral Mixed Grill! Yummy.
  22. Cycling along in the dark this morning nwondering what to cook for the evening meal when a van overtook me and WHAM! Hit and killed a big hare! Menu sorted!!
  23. [Seen elsewhere, author not credited] The outside toilet. In deep midwinter freezing cold, Walked down the path, feeling bold, Needed to go, just couildn't wait, But the wind and rain would not abate. Those powdered walls that made you white, If you should touch them out of fright, When a big black spider came to greet, As you sat upon the cold, hard seat. The sunday paper cut in squares, Waitng to cut your derriere, Hung from a nail on the wall, Something to read whilst in the stall. Alas,
  24. Oztalgian: All footpaths are marked in Kms here in Scotland, whereas roads still use Miles but I don't know why footpaths are Kms - unless the EU paid for some of the signage costs?