Perseid meteor shower

Annette & I drove to that well known dogging spot "The Egghill Farm lay-by" last night. We stayed from 11.30pm (2330hrs) till about 12.30am (0030hrs) and saw about 10 meteors each (Not what Sir Patrick Moore had said on The Sky At Night, one every two minutes was the prediction). Annette was chatted up by a helpful bloke, whom I presume thought we were there for non-astronomical reasons! (Pun intended). Shivering with coldness (I was wearing tee shirt, shorts and sandals) I suggested we go home, and suffer the street light pollution from there.
In our back garden (having put warmer clothes on) we lay on our sun loungers for the best part of 2 more hours and observed about 20 more meteors, through the yellow haze. Jonathan eventually went to bed at 2am (0200hrs) and with his bedroom light off, the light pollution decreased vastly. We went to bed after Simon S came out for a cigarette at about 3am (0300hrs)
Today, we both awoke late!!!
The dustmen had already been and as usual, left most of our recycling box contents in a trail from the garden to the middle of the road in almost a collage of meteors!!

Previously posted on my Yahoo! 360°~david_t_wilson~blog 13/8/07

A Year Since...

Albert at "Smallbrook" Cleonger, Herefordshire

1) Father-in-law, poor old Albert passed away on 18th May 2006
2) Albert's funeral on 1st June 2006
3) I smashed my car into the back of a Stoke on Trent Taxi driver's car 2nd June 2006. I was driving thru red light area from Town (Central Brum) to my home (Brum 'burbs). What was he doing there, stopping and starting like that? Oh yes I believe him!
And we haven't sold Albert's bungalow yet. Fooking estate agents. They won't get their finger out.
Time for a change methinks!

BAD JOKE ALERT!!!!!
[sent to me by the elderly Chrissie B of Knowle ]
Two women friends had gone for a girls night out. Both were very faithful and loving wives. However, they had gotten over-enthusiastic on the Bacardi Breezers. Incredibly drunk, and walking home, they needed to pee, so they stopped in the cemetery. One of them had nothing to wipe with, so she thought she would take off her panties and use them. Her friend, however, was wearing a rather expensive pair of panties and did not want to ruin them. She was lucky enough to squat down next to a grave that had a wreath with a ribbon on it, so she proceeded to wipe with that. After the girls did their business, they proceeded to go home. The next day one of the women's husbands was concerned that his normally sweet and innocent wife was still in bed - hung over, so he phoned the other husband and said "these girl nights have got to stop! I'm starting to suspect the worst .. My wife came home with no panties!!!" "That's nothing" said the other husband, "mine came back with a card stuck to her ass that said "from all of us at the Fire Station. We'll never forget you."
Well it was a little blue

Previously posted on my Yahoo! 360°~david_t_wilson~blog 2/6/07