Now regular readers will be aware that I have a slight phobia about snakes. I damn near fainted watching the movie Snakes on a Plane even though I know that’s just a stupid film using computer generated imagery. But leafing through this morning’s i newspaper, this little article caught my eye…
Now this is the stuff that gets snakes a bad reputation. Why the hell would a snake want to slither through a sewage system and through a loo’s shit-stained u-bend only to sink its fangs into some poor soul’s dangling and defenceless john thomas? I can’t imagine the frigging motivation other than snake-spite for mankind. It’s like every nations’ hatred for English sporting teams. What did we do to deserve it (other than colonise two thirds of the known world)? Does everyone hate the Etruscans, Romans, Ottomans or Austro-Hungarians for doing the same thing thing (only on a smaller scale)? So irrational.
Back to snakes…I probably won’t sleep for a f*cking week now and I’ll never ever travel to Thailand. Arghhh!
Well it’s been a few weeks since the last posting and the reason is that we’ve been incredibly busy making several flying visits to our place in Italy. We’ve been having some landscaping and building work done with us doing the labouring when possible. In the shot above you can probably make it the new retaining wall at pool-level which neatens things up enormously plus a new path way that we’ve almost finished down to the pool with a logged retaining wall to hold that severe slope at bay. It’s also a big help in managing to keep the slope trimmed and tending to the olive trees. I’ve lost count of the number of times my ladder has slid down the hill with me atop it during olive-picking. Continue reading →
Occasional readers of this blog may be aware of my phobia about snakes. I may have mentioned it a couple of times. So you may be interested to know I’ve had a close encounter of the dreaded slither kind, well almost. I forgot to mention in the last posting that as we were preparing to empty the pool I noticed what looked suspiciously like a snake lying on our slope bank down to the pool. Gulp. It was very still and I walked up gingerly to have a closer look, with a deadly garden hoe in hand… Continue reading →