Peter's Urgent Evacuation

Funny, we'd alway seen Colonel Muammar Abu Minyar al-Gaddafi as a sort of Middle-Eastern Arthur Daley, what with his hats, way with the ladies and his tent in the desert, but seeing him on the news the other night, he looks a nasty piece of work and may well have "Lost The Plot" as the youngsters say.

So, it may be that our son, Peter is in need of an urgent evacuation. Clearly as Mr Cameroon and his chirpy sidekick Mr Clegg have been on half term, there's been no-one to press the "Emergency Mercy Mission" button so it's every man (and woman these days) for him{her}self.

So, Peter, if you're listening, try and get the next catamaran out of Libya and home to Bungay way, where there will be a "Cuppa Soup" and a bed waiting. At least for a couple of nights.

So, don't worry about your minder, Mehmet. He can speak the lingo and will be alright.

TTFN

Mum and Dad

xx

"Busty Blonde"?? Surely Some Mistake?

Apparently, there is a "Busty Blonde In A Corset" set to "wow" the so-called "X Factor" so-called 'judges'.  {where they got their law degrees is a mystery to us - probably from the International Network for twenty five American Dollars payable to a bank in Honduras.}

Anyway, Fay and Ray Bray want to make it quite clear that the "Busty Blonde" Faye [spelt with an 'E' you'll notice] Bray is not in fact the brunette - but no less buxom - bespectacled Fay Bray.

Furthermore, Fay (without an 'E') would never desport herself in a state of undress on National Television, although there may be some so-called CCTV footage of Swanage town centre, where Fay did in fact run along the High Street in a state of undress on Liz's (third) hen night in 1992 after approximately fifteen pina coladas, three bottles of red wine, a pint of draught Guinness and an egg nog chaser after accepting a five (£5) pound dare from a Spanish waiter, which is still outstanding. Unlike the £45 (forty-five) pound fine she received from the less than amused Swanage Magistrates Court three weeks later.

So, although Fay like a bit of cheese and a dance, it is not the Faye on the television, so no so-called paparazzi outside Bray Towers, please.

A Cracking Idea For A Business

On one of our walks down other peoples' roads, we came up with a cracking idea for a business:

"Unsolicited Retrospective Domestic Architectural Advice" dot com. Or URDAA for short.

We {The Brays} could post advice through people's doors on where we think they went wrong with their extensions. Fourteen days later we could then post off an invoice (say.. fifty guineas??). Then, if we didn't receive payment in another fourteen days, we could sue.

Surely, fifty guineas is a small price to pay for peace of mind on the home extension front! Especially with building costs the way they are.

We think we're on to a winner here.

"Kate Humble"

Is Kate Humble the most inappropriately named person in the whole wide world?

Flogging The Blog

The "Huffington Post" an Internet Newspaper has been sold to AOL for $315,000,000 (yes, that's 315 Million American Dollars, which is a lot of money by anyone's standards, even the people who live in some of those fancy houses just up from Lowestoft).

"So what?" we hear you say.

Well, The "Huffington Post" started out as a blog of all things, run by a Mrs Arianna Huffington and some of her friends in America. This set Mrs Bray thinking, and she is seriously considering putting our blog up for sale, starting with a postcard in the Post Office window, one in our so-called local Independent Supermarket and perhaps even advertisements in the Parish Magazine and our local papers, 'The Bungay Bugle' and 'Earsham Exaggerator'.

Of course, we wouldn't want $315,000,000 for our blog. That sort of money could drive you in to an old-fashioned mental hospital.

Herb Disaster

Our neighbour Sergio came up with an idea for a "Fresh Herb Sandwich". It was a new one on me, but apparently in his country they have fresh herbs as a sandwich filling! It seemed very strange, but I thought I'd try it out for Ray and me at the weekend, as we're always very keen to try new things - especially in the menu department!!
I didn't have any fresh herbs, but did have a jar of dried mixed herbs. I added a little water to make a type of 'fresh herb paste' paste, which I used as a sandwich filling (Ray likes a nice thick filling).
Sorry to say it wasn't very nice even with some salt and pepper, so it ended up in the pedal bin. No wonder Sergio is so thin!!
Anyway, to cheer us up after this disaster, I made a couple of traditional sandwiches. Here's the recipe:

Ingredients..
Bread (two [2] slices per person {white, sliced})
Cheese (Cheddar)
Butter (or low fat spread effect type product if you want the so-called healthy option!!)
Method..
Spread the spread on one side of the bread. Slice the cheese (if not already sliced) or you can grate it using a cheese grater if you want. Carefully place the cheese on one side of spread bread, popping the other slice on top (spread side down. Do you follow?). Cut into squares or triangles or oblongs whatever you want. Serve and enjoy. Wash up, wipe up and put away all utensils immediately. No-one wants the smell of cheese hanging around the kitchenette.
As an exciting variation, you can use sliced ham instead of cheese.

TTFN!! 

Fay XX

Oh No, Not Another One

Now we're being 'followed' by a character called 'Banksy Boy'. Maybe he works in a bank, but we doubt it.

He looks like a bit like space alien. We hardly ever see things like that round Bungay way.

Daft Name For A Bird

This is an 'Oystercatcher'. We saw one making a terrible din near the beach at Walberswick on one of our walks.
We think this is a daft name for a bird because clearly, no-one has to 'catch' oysters - they just lie there, don't they! If, like us, you think that 'Oystercatcher' should be re-named, why not let us know (perhaps with suggestions for a new name) and we will politely harrass the RSPB (The Royal Society For The Protection Of Birds), which should really be shortened to TRSFTPOB. If, like us you think that the RSPB should be known as TRSFTPOB, why not let us know and we will write to Her Majesty The Queen. God Bless Her.