Let's try again

Well. It's been a while! Sorry to all those avid followers who have been eagerly awaiting posts, but it's been something that I've just forgotten about. Sorry to all.
I thought it would be fitting to just post a notice here that it is strange how in cyberspace (what an old-fashioned term?!), things tend to survive for quite a while. This blog has beaten its namesake:
RIP Monty (24 April 2007 - 2 June 2010). We'll miss the little blighter...

Blowers

Simple joys - hearing the familiar dulcet tones of Henry 'Blowers' Blofeld on Test Match Special (TMS) commentating on the 3rd ODI Eng v WI at Birmingham (www.bbc.co.uk/tms). What a voice, what enthusiasm. You have to admire the commentators - artistry in words. I bet he'd be great live, shame I missed his one man show...

Splashing along, singing a song

It's rather strange the creatures you meet while exercising. I was rather anxious at having been coerced into digging out the old trunks and launching myself into the local pool on Friday (fortunately no shouts of 'thar she blows...dig out the Harpoons'...
Whilst trying to avoid kicking everyone within reach, I rather thought that I had inadvertently swallowed too much water or that the industrial quantities of chlorine in the water were doing funny things to my ears. But no, there was a little old lady doing lengths singing to herself. I still rather thought that I was imagining things, but later found out thanks to the lovely Fiona (http://gerbilsandturtles.wordpress.com), that said fat lady singing continued in the ladies showers. Force of habit I suppose, or someone who really and truly was enjoying themself so much, that the joy of singing just flowed. It was a beautiful summer sunny morning, it was just right going for a swim so why not. You have to congratulate someone who either doesn't care what people think of them or is so caught up in their own world, that the chlorine or other people didn't penetrate.

Gym fear

Well. Today is the day. It's been a few weeks, perhaps even a month since I last darkened the door of Devizes' finest exercise establishment (or this blog)- having been (a) lazy, (b) busy sorting out the bathroom, (c) having migraines. I suspect that it might be rather a trial, but in order not to end up being a bargain for soap manufacturers (if they wanted to turn me into soap), I'd better get to it. Also, need to make sure I'm toned for sunbathing on the beach, although if I didn't bother, the beach would be much quieter! Perhaps that should've been the tactic at sunny rose-scented Mottisfont last sunday with the outlaws. Glad to see that it was busy (we reckoned around 2000 people provided a backdrop for our outdoor eating activity (...it'll rain if...) and kept the ice-cream sellers sweating...
I didn't spot many grannies sunbathing though...

Cats and Cricket

Belated congrats to England on winning the 2nd Test against the Kiwis. Only one problem with naming your cat after a cricketer...when the cricketer starts doing well, and you cheer them on as they take 6 wickets for 37, the cat gets rather confused. I'll try to remember not to shout 'Go Monty, Go!' too often!

How do you become a domino expert?

Isn't the Guinness advert where dominoes run wild in the village and eventually produce a Guinness pint in dominoes rather amazing? Reputedly one of the most expensive ads ever made, apparently it took a week to film. How do you become such a domino expert? And what did such experts do before this ad? Will there be several domino experts now out of work?

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/1568671/New-Guinness-advert-Giant-domino-village.html

I'd love to meet a domino expert, but how could you find one? There must be a domino champion of the world - not at playing dominoes, but at making them tip over...and surely world records...Well, thanks to Googling - wow...I never knew.

http://www.recordholders.org/en/records/domino-toppling.html

Beats the DIY shop on a bank holiday weekend!