Thursday 19 October 2017

BEAST is Back!


 Oh, the horror! 

 Yes, BEAST - he of the stinky duvet and unfortunately placed banana - is back.  To get over the upset, I invite you all to view these soothing beach photos from Sunday:





End of the Line


No, this is not a dragonfly or other flying insect.  If I'd had Camera with me instead of Phone, this bi-plane would be clearer



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 This next photo is clearly not of the beach. Instead, it's Monday's sunset, as seen from the loos at the Host's place of work, enhanced by all that atmospheric disturbance kicked up by Ophelia.  Except that it doesn't look all that enhanced as it was taken on Phone after most of the really apocalyptic sky had drifted off towards the coast (and home).  Jon has better photos here



28 comments:

  1. Thank you.... I now feel bathed in Fabreze, and any lingering scent from Beast's stinky duvet has dissipated.
    I wonder if he will return again in a couple of years time?
    Sx

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    1. I'm hoping he's going to stick around for a bit as I've gone to all the effort of moving him from "The Days of Coven Past" back to The Coven proper!

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  2. Well, this post certainly clears the air, so to speak!

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    1. I'm sorry, LẌ, I can't reply properly to your comment because I've just seen what Maddie's said...

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  3. What beautiful pictures to see on break today. Now I have no idea what a beast is.....but I think I'm about to find out. Is it at least sexy?????

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    1. Is it... Is it se-

      ::passes out from shock::

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    2. Mistress Maddie is in for a huge disappointment.

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    3. Which of you has hidden my smelling salts?

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  4. Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!!!!!
    *passes around smelling salts and Fabreze*
    Sx

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    1. Oooog. My head. Thanks, Ms Scarlet. Now, shall I tell Maddie, or do you want to?

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  5. Yes, I saw the link over at Scarlet's place where she's mucking about with boots on a bath mat.
    Nice like bi-plane, but no shags today?

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    1. No. No shags. All LẌ's vultures scared them off!

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  6. That final picture is so restful. Concrete. Stiffened duvet. Bliss.

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    1. I'll just leave you and your duvet to it, shall I? I just hope it doesn't become in such a need for a wash as Beast's.

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    2. You mean you can wash them? I always wonder how homeless people keep theirs so white!

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  7. HA! We both have the same title for our posts.

    I fear this will go to his head.

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    1. Oh, dear. I don't think we moved on to Ms Scarlet's bath mat quickly enough...

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  8. *speechless*

    yes, i just came from the beast's place...metaphorically speaking, of course.

    xoxox

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    1. Oh, you poor dear. Have a sit down and a glass of wine or twelve.

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  9. I always wonder when I stand in front of these shiny "glass palaces" - where are the loos ? Does one see out of them ? Is all the glass see-through ?

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    1. Perhaps you know the saying "people in glass houses shouldn't go to the loo"? Or is it "throw stones"? Or maybe "throw loos"?

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    2. "Wer im Schlachthaus sitzt, soll nicht mit Schweinen werfen."

      "He who sits in the slaughterhouse shall not throw pigs."

      Did you mean this ?

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    3. Well, that's a new one. It seems to have the same meaning as the glass houses saying. I don't know anyone who is strong enough to through a pig, though (unless it was a piglet)...

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  10. Welcome back, Beast.

    The beach fotos are wonderful. But that rooftop city foto is stunning. Very chic and stylized! I like it a lot.

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    1. Thanks, Eros. I'm going to take Camera to work if I remember, then I'll be able to get a much better shot - Phone is hopeless in low light conditions.

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