Bannim

I found a very different blog today.
http://creatingpicturesinmymind.blogspot.com/

Well worth a look and full of interesting stuff.

The above is a banner which looks fine at 3,000 pixels wide but sadly doesn't work at all when scaled down. Back to the wacom tablet.

The air outside is like thick, grey peasoup. Someone has moved into Henry's house next door. A small, grizzled fellow dressed in purple and yellow bermuda shorts and flip flops. He doesn't believe in eye contact, and like Henry's wife, thinks he is invisible. But, he has the radio channel on all day, the one that broadcasts Spain's Old favourites from the Fifties"...like "Ayeee, Ayyee, Ayee Os ha muerto el canario!!!!"
(oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, the canary has gone and died on us).
I think Henry has probably paid him to look after the property while they skulk where ever they skulk. I'm pretty certain they don't know he has moved in.
The French over the street endlessly pressure spray their car wheels. "Bonjour vroomshwsshhh, tout va? Brooomvaaahshwooooo."

I am listening to Skye classical guitar FM. Really? It sounds like I am in a backpacker's hotel somewhere in Mexico...Who chooses these tracks?

Hundred Year Old Passport

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Not quite a hundred years but almost. This is my grandfather who is leading me on a wild goose chase from his place in the skies. He joined the Royal Flying Corps in 1916 (Military Wing) and stayed in the RAF until 1947 yet I can find no record of him anywhere.
To add to the mystery my mother (his daughter) forgot to mention to both my father and myself that she had many uncles and aunts which we didn't know existed until I found a 1918 book of photos of them all in a hamlet called Bassingthorpe and visiting a place called Bezier Castle.
To really complicate things, my parents were vaguely related by marriage and shared a set of cousins...who were Swiss. My grandfather was brought up in Zurich because his father, from Edinburgh married a Veillon...who was a painter...no wait...forget it.

Ha, ha. I have a school report from when I was six which says "Rosie gets very easily sidetracked in her work."

Nothing changes.