Kate Bush

I dreamed about Kate Bush last night.

Signed to EMI Records at 16, she released her first album aged 19.

Her biggest hit (and the first self-penned single by a female to hit #1 in the UK) was Wuthering Heights...



... her next release was the haunting Man With The Child In His Eyes ...



The never-ending freight train ...

THIS IS ONE THING I find ridiculous about Britain. Not only are our skyscrapers embarrassingly squat at a mere 50-floors maximum (pah!) ~ but our goods trains are far too short. They should be like this American one, only longer.
And doesn't it sound amazing!)


The train to China!


THE CHINESE GOVERNMENT is planning a transcontinental high speed rail link that could take passengers from London to Beijing in as little as 48 hours!

Now I know where I wanna go by train next after Berlin!

When I'm in Beijing I'd love to take the Himalayan express to Lhasa in Tibet. At 15000 metres it's the highest railway in the world, with oxygen tanks on all trains in case passengers get altitude sickness!

As well as the Euro-route, the Chinese government are also planning a line via Korea to TOKYO.



The future's bright. The future's on rails!

Wait for the banger.

Gypsy Caravan 3 trailer from FBM BMX on Vimeo.

2 Styles Of Alphabet Graffiti Letters Big and Small


2 styles graffiti alphabet upper and lower case letters. Graffiti alphabet A-Z

Speed Hump vs. Limousine

 

Manong me sayad ka!

Graffiti Alphabet Letters Are Two Versions Of Style


Graffiti sketches. Graffiti Alphabet Letters A-Z Are Two Versions Of Style

Huge Bag Found on Street!






SURELY THIS IS A SIGN! I found an enormous sports bag ~ almost big enough to hold golf clubs and hence lots of German books and clothes ~ with trundlesome wheels on the bottom at the end of the next road along from me yesterday afternoon, so I thoroughly enjoyed trundling it behind me, imagining I was on the way to the Saint Pancreas International for the beginning of my Berlin expedition.

I know what y'all are thinking: Let's wait and see what actually happens. I've heard enough bluster and guff from this blogger to keep a fleet of hot air balloons afloat!

Well I am going to Berlin. Berlin is one of my top three "most want to see" cities on earth, along with New York and Tokyo.

I don't know how on earth I'm going to get there, by the way. Not a single website I've found will sell me one all-in ticket London to Berlin return. I don't know why. Only last month I heard a government minister blustering about high-speed rail infrastructure. What's the point of all those whizzy trains and new tracks if you can't go where you want? I am NOT going by plane, unless I really have to. It's the stopovers along the way (and it's looking like Paris at the moment, with a €50 sleeper "couchette" each way, which would push the cost of tickets up to £170) that are half the fun. If I took the Eurostar out of London on a Sunday, I could see the Paris bird-market, which is amazing. All those feathery little pixies tweetling away on the pavements...

Today I found a book by my illustrious old German teacher, who (I found out years later) was being tipped as a potential Nobel laureate ~ until he died in a car crash in 2001. Austerlitz by W G Sebald. He was known to us at UEA as Max Sebald and he taught my German grammar class. OK, I seem to recall it might have been just once when the ordinary teacher was sick, but he did teach me German grammar!

Click here for a beautiful blogger's writeup on the marché aux oiseaux in Paris ...

Graffiti Alphabet Letters In Style And Color


Graffiti at the top can you save it as an example a street graffiti art. can also to write my name in graffiti on paper. Graffiti alphabet letters in style and color.

I'm going to Berlin!

200mph/320kph GERMAN ICE TRAINS will run direct London to Frankfurt in three years' time, it was announced last week. I found out at the same time that Deutsche Bahn offer fares (one-way though ~ there had to be a catch!) from London to anywhere in Germany for under €50! The only (other) catch is you currently have to change trains at Brussels. A rail website gave two prospective rail routes to Berlin.
ROUTE 1: Eurostar London to Brussels Midi; Brussels to Cologne; Cologne to Berlin. Each journey taking about two hours.
ROUTE 2: Eurostar to Paris Nord in late afternoon; metro (or just walk 10 mins) to Gare de l'Est; night train direct to Berlin. If you don't get a berth and are willing to camp out in an ordinary seat the fare is under €30 one way!
I LOVE TRAINS anyhow, but it's the fact that you're hardly allowed any luggage on budget flights that really swung it for me.
I wanted to return home with a couple of year's worth of brilliant German books. That is, a weight-restriction-busting entire suitcase full of weighty tomes. Which you can't even keep with you on an aeroplane, and then if you kick off at the terminal because your luggage has basically been STOLEN, BA will prosecute and slap you with a lifetime ban (if you're Naomi Campbell)...
(A THIRD OPTION could be to fly, e.g. by Air Berlin ~ and buy a Kindle!)
SO I THOUGHT ~ if this is possible on one ticket; and most things are possible if you want them enough ~ it might be nice to overnight in Brussels, take a late night train to Cologne, spend the day there, moving on at night to Berlin arriving late at whatever room I've booked there (or park bench/space under a bridge (joke! I'm not into that kind of holiday any more. I "celebrated" new year 1991 going into 1992 with a crazed Japanese tourist, sleeping with homeless Berbers at Fez station. My Welcome to 1992 came at 6am when an angry station master started hitting my companions with a broom. He stopped what he was doing and looked aghast when he spotted my blond hair and pale face. In a way it was good he woke us up as I'd woken at five, convinced the poor old man next to me had died in the frosty night.)
Anyway, back to Berlin. I'm so excited. I'm going somewhere! At last!
Now I need my eyes and teeth seeing to. No cig-stained gnashers and new glasses or contact lenses. I'm not travelling Europe with my current intellectual scarecrow look.
Also I was looking into taking a night train to Budapest or Prague. (Budapest, I think. Everyone does Prague.)
I'm so excited! All these years of German and did you know, I've yet to set foot on German soil!
You'll all know when this happens as pictures of clean streets and exotic posts shall suddenly appear ...
In times past, I had always assumed this type of expedition would have to wait until I'd cleaned myself up enough to be OFF METHADONE.
I didn't realize, you see, that I'm allowed to travel with methadone ~ which they'd give in pills to prevent spillage tragedies. All I need do is provide proof of travel (ie a ticket) and enough notice and the druggieservice will give a certificate saying I'm entitled to hobnob across the EU with hardcore narcotics in my possession...
It's nearly 12 years since I went anywhere abroad. My feet are itching now, even more than that pussing wound on my leg!

***I JUST CHECKED AIR BERLIN's prices and was quoted €294.95 departing London Stanstead on September 28, returning from Berlin on October 7! Something tells me it's gonna be the train.***

Deutsche Bahn: bahn.de
Rail Booking: seat61.com
European Rail Ticket: raileurope.com
SNCB Europe: b-europe.com/Travel
British Rail Tickets: thetrainline.com

AN INTERRAIL (EURAIL) PASS valid for travel on 5 days out of 10 costs only £224!
http://www.internationalrail.com/interrail/interrail-global-pass.aspx

What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?

 

Please help me find my missing daughter.
 
My late twin brother Lorega "Lory" Galinato bore no child from then wife Siony and requested that I let my 4 years old daughter Baby Jane stay with them tempo rarily so they would not be feeling so empty, having 6 children at that time I heeded to the request, anyway it was on a temporary basis.  I had no worries about my girl’s welfare since it was my brother who would care for her.  I remember Baby Jane when at 4 years old was so talented that she would begin to sing in an instant and ohh she had a wonderful voice, that is why the couple had so much fondness for her.  They brought her to Manila.  We were staying in Bohol then.  Hearing news from Manila that she was going to shows and concerts singing.  We felt this is not the treatment we would expect for our child.  They even brought her to Laos with the "REYCARDS Duet" to do singing engagements.  A child should be going to school doing studies not working and earning a living for her adopted par ents.  Living in the province with not much money, my wife and I managed to go to Manila to claim the child.  We would go to Baby Jane's shows so we could talk to her but Siony, the self proclaimed manager was able to elude us.  We just heard news that she was taken to the States by Siony and an American Promoter who at this time was already her lover.  My twin brother and she had been separated before the exo dus.  Baby Jane was 6 years old.  We never saw her since.  My twin brother remarried and had children of his own.  All this happened during the later part of the '50s.
 
As years passed, we were losing hope until the time the "REYCARDS Duet" had a return concert here in Manila (Philippines).  We managed to have a talk with them regarding Baby Jane's whereabouts, the duo listened to our plea and somehow believed what we had said more so when they saw my other daughter who was with us then that she looked a lot like Baby Jane.  They said they used to do singing engage ments with her and now that she resides somewhere in Texas.  My other brother went to Texas on vacation and tried to find her, unfortunately nothing concrete came up.
 
We also heard news that Baby Jane is married now to a German and have two children.
Her real name is Zenaida B. Galinato.
Her Stepmother's name is Asuncion Anilao Galinato.

We just want to let her know that we did everything possibly could to find her.  Her brother and sister are all married now and having a good lives.
 
There's not much time left in the world for us and we just want to see her and find out how she is doing and somehow let her know how much we love and miss her and that all this happened because of my nature as a brother to share a loved one for my brother's happiness even for a short span of time.
    
Please help me find my daughter.
 
Sincerely yours
GALLARZA A. GALINATO

Superman For President

Every so often I will see an eccentric individual walking along a roadway dressed as Moses or a clown, or carrying a large cross over their shoulder. This time I saw Superman. Like the others I wasn't going to spend the time to photograph them, but my wife, the encourager, convinced me to check this one out. His name is Allen Mullins. I suggest you google this guy. He is a celebrity of sorts. He is taking this radical approach in order to raise awareness of veterans' care following their service to the United States. He may not look serious, but he is. Mullins plans to do this for the next 10 years of his life – he will be 38-years-old by then.

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Kayod Kalabaw in 3D

 

Kayod kalabaw sa paanan ng Jones Bridge noong kapanahunan ng lelong ko.  Makikita sa ibaba ang Plaza Moraga at kung liliko kang pakanan ay Escolta naman.  Hila Damulag! Kaya natin yan. Hatak, batak!

Share A Variety Of Styles Graffiti Alphabet Letters


Share a variety of styles graffiti alphabet letters a-z.

The Pig is not a Browns fan.

A NEW COSTUME DRAMA hit our screens tonight. Downtown Abbey on ITV. In common with the BBC's dreary, bourgeois Larkrise to Candleford, it's an original, not based on any classic novel.* But it's quite good. A modern Upstairs Downstairs. And it stars Dame Maggie Smith. If you're reading this on foreign shores, keep a look out for it. If you like historical drama, you'll probably like this. I think historical is the only stuff produced for British TV that's in the same league as the best American telly.

My one gripe with the genre is its tendency to reinterpret the past in the light of modern (politically correct) outlooks. For example the master of the house objects to a war-wounded servant being referred to as a cripple. "I hate that word." But in those days that was the expression; nothing condescending or insulting was meant by it. Here's the trailer. Perhaps someone'll load a longer extract to Youtube by next week ...

*that statement isn't quite true: according to the BBC's website, Lark Rise is based on Flora Thompson's memoir of her Oxfordshire childhood...



THE WOUND ON MY LEG is less manky since I stopped covering it up and have been cleaning it with alcoholic ("pre-injection") swabs every few hours. It isn't oozing chocolate sauce, just a hint of strawberry. It still smells like a drain, just not as strong. My wound and I are off to hospital tomorrow to see what the emergency doctors think of it...

I hope y'all had a cheery weekend. What are you doing next week? I'm making a start cleaning my life up in a literal sense. My house is a mess. I have that festering sore on my leg. Not a clean stitch to wear. I have to wash my jeans as they've absorbed pus down the leg. So I'm starting by laundering my clothes so I can skulk into casualty (that's the ER to you Americans) looking at least vaguely respectable. Then I'll get the wound seen to and hopefully dressed. Then I can set about cleaning my house. It was cleaning my house that set it off last time, with things knocking into it making it bleed. It's been itching lately. Itching is a good sign with these things; in my experience it tends to mean they're healing.

10 Graffiti Wall That Resembles The Face

Graffiti Art
10 graffiti with facial expressions vary. Graffiti murals weird, crazy and unique









Graffiti Street Art

Back In Qatar

I just love my Iphone - I managed to capture all the special moments during my trip. Take a look at these shots i got just before and during landing into Doha. 
(4 pictures in this set - click on read more to view all)



BluePearl (c)














BluePearl (c)





BluePearl (c)





BluePearl (c)
The holidays are finally over - its time to get back to Reality:)
Cant wait to see you Mae - I missed you!

Ps: I love clouds particularly looking down at them from up there.

Celebrity Endorsement Gone Bad


Dave Letterman's Top Ten Ways To Describe Donald Trump's Hair

10. Odd

9. Peculiar

8. Windswept

7. Trumpy

6. Strangely hypnotic

5. Unbe-weave-able

4. Wiggy

3. Stylish (dumb guys only)

2. Proof money can't buy everything

1. Taj Ma-helmet

The Stew Catastrophe!

LAST WEEK I made a wonderful stew with lamb and noodles {not noodles ~ DUMPLINGS; Knödel!} (I translated this post from German) and delicious spices. The ingredients were: 1kg (2.2lbs) neck of lamb; 2 large red onions; half a bulb (about 5 cloves) fresh garlic; a double handful mushrooms; a double handful okra/gumbo/ladies' fingers; 2 huge carrots; one tin black beans; one can chopped tomatoes.

The herbs and spices were:
Half teespoon ginger
Half teespoon garam masala
Half teespoon each: Tescos Value, Chinese and Jamaican (Mr Brown's) currypowder
2 tablespoons Lea & Perrins Worcester Sauce
About a third of a teaspoon Chinese five spice seasoning
About three teaspoons "chicken seasoning" (salt, 30% paprika, celery... etc)
Home-dried mint leaves
Mixed herbs
Half teaspoon Colmans English Mustard

I cooked it slowly for at least three hours, after which time the lamb was so tender it was literally falling off the bone. It did taste slightly burnt, which I blamed on the new pan...

The next day I reheated it to add my dumplings. Catastrophe! It came back all burnt! Like a liquid barbecue. Ugh. I could only eat the meat (I quite like incinerated meat). But carbonized vegetables are not to my taste.

It wasn't like everything went black or anything like that. Just this horrible burnt flavour pervaded everything. Not nice. And such a shame as otherwise the spicing, the dumplings... everything was perfect.

Where did I go wrong? Was my new pan too thin? Did I reheat too rapidly?

Or did a goblin sneak into my kitchen when I was too busy losing my old broadband down the loo and mess everything up..??!?


PS- You don't think excessive stirring (well, only once every 20 mins - is that excessive??)... you don't think that might have messed it up, do you...??


Sketch Graffiti Alphabet by Nick


Graffiti sketch can also be used as a congratulatory birthday. Such as graffiti art on the paper above

Post Cards from South Africa - 12

I love starting my day with green tea. When I got to the kitchen this morning, my mama made my green tea for me...After sitting down to tea and a chat with mum, It was time to pack my bags ahead of my trip to Doha tonight. 



BluePearl (c) - My pretty mug that I love so much

Manny Pacquiao in 3D


Nabuhay in 3-D newspaper tech si Manny Pacquiao, ang pambansang kamao ng Pilipinas.  Nilimbag ng Manila Bulletin ang kaunaunahang pahayagan in glorious 3D.  Kailangan ng blue and red 3D glasses upang lubusang makita ito.  Manila Bulletin's September 25 3D issue is now a part of the Philippine Journalism history as it's not only the paper's first 3D edition but also a first in the Philippine newspaper industry.


Hammy Saturday!

THESE ARE MY (LATE) ROBOROVSKI PYGMY HAMSTERS
Bashful, Itchy and Spherical... who were only 2in/5cm long fully grown ...



HELLO YOU TINY PYGMIES!




HAMSTER SLIDE SHOW



Wishing y'all a wonderful weekend ...

Where do bumble bees go when it gets cold?

Ellee and I did some more exploring Friday, went to go see the Marblehead lighthouse on Lake Erie, but found the flowers nearby to be more interesting. We found a whole new world with our macro lens – thats what macros are for I guess.

The Lone Star State

I'm hopping on a jet plane tomorrow headed for Houston. My brother and his wife just had a baby so Caroline and I are going to go visit them and meet her newest cousin. I'm excited because I have never been to Texas and word on the street (well, at least the streets in Texas) is that everything there is bigger and better. I guess I'll find out for myself and bring back a full report next week. Have a good weekend!

Broadband is back!

I HAVE A NEW SIM CARD firmly taped into the dongle from which a naughty goblin stole it (yes ~ when I was fast asleep. My life is nothing if not bizarre). I searched EVERYWHERE for the missing card and no sign. The only way it can have possibly left my house is by getting stuck to the sole of my boots and trodden out (highly unlikely; I checked the tread and it's not of SIM-card-grabbing proportions) or getting stuck on my bum, falling off in the loo and getting flushed away (my own pet theory). Or God took it to stop me wasting time on the internet (which is quite possible, in my opinion). Or a goblin sneaked in and stole it (my second favourite theory, though I actually believe in God more than goblins). So there we go.

NO BIG NEWS from when I last was "properly" online all those weeks ago ~ EXCEPT I have a horrible old wound on my leg, which is at least 6 weeks old and hurts and just will not heal. The fact that I "might" have accidentally picked at it constantly for the last fortnight after it started itching probably hasn't helped. It was oozing red gunge, so I thought I would "irrigate" it ~ ie wash it out with home-made saline (freshly boiled and cooled water + table salt). This only made the scab soft enough to partly fall off, and now it's oozing chocolate milkshake coloured gunge that reeks (mildly as running sores go, but still disgusting) ~ of rubbish bins. It's only about 1.5"/4cm diametre, tiny as necrotic ulcers go. But I'm worried it might turn into one.

I don't know what to do. I am fed up of being lectured and patronized by doctors about my druggie proclivities.

I covered it in toilet paper taped down with clean newspaper. Think about it, a newpaper fresh off the press is as untouched by human hands as anything else I can think of. 6 hours later I couldn't resist having a good look. Loads of gunge had seeped into the toilet paper ~ and it had dried enough to rip the edge off the scab. Ach!

Now it's covered losely in taped-on (clean) newspaper. Then again it is the 10p Daily Star ~ what's possibly clean about that?? This has stopped the scab getting constantly rubbed off when I walk, which was getting increasingly painful. But the newspaper doesn't stick to the wound. Which will hopefully heal now. Have I done the right thing?

Ach, I must go. Kippers under grill. Hope y'all are well, see yaz!

PS: perhaps I should have maggot therapy

Post Cards from South Africa - 11

Today is the day we go back to Johannesburg. We love the road trip between Durban and Johannesburg (v/versa), often taking time-outs and lunch breaks at the 1stop petrol stations along the 6 hour road trip. 
(4 pictures in this set - click on read more to view all)



BluePearl (c) - Driving back to Johannesburg





BluePearl (c) - The view driving back home





BluePearl (c) - Nando's for lunch:)





Arriving in Johannesburg at Sunset - thats a pretty sunset too:)




Its times to kick of the shoes, take a shower and whine down after that wonderfully long week in Durban... there's no place like home.
Ps: Today was National Heritage Day in South Africa which is also dubbed as National Braai (Barbeque) Day. Any excuse to have a braai:)


Draw Graffiti On Paper | Graffiti Alphabet Brasil


Draw graffiti on paper with the inscription brasil

Facebook is Down!

 


Face plant ang Facebook dito sa aming barangay. Nagsimula ng around alas-tres, eastcost time.  Biglang namang tumaas ang productivity ng mga office workers by 80% sa NY at Boston at siguradong me baby boom na naman nine months from now.  Para po doon sa ginigiyang at atat na atat ng magFB, poking na nalang ninyo ang sarili and watch this video.

Winter is here!


IT'S RAINING. IT IS MISERABLE. I am miserable.

So I went to Morrisons and bought cheapest brown bread, tomato soup, ground black pepper (to go on the ridiculously over-salty Value Soup), kippers, tea etc etc.

Winter hibernation here we come!

Also my goblin cure should hopefully be with me tomorrow, or the next day at latest. Then I'll have the luxury of home broadband back. Hurrah!

Graffiti Alphabet By Wak


Graffiti
alphabet Wak. Write my name in graffiti on paper.
 
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