Quilting Anonymous (Parody Video)

This is just too too funny for words!

Pregnant Man???

Interesting priority lane on entering Thailand.  I wonder if I can get my hubby pregnant?

With Friends Like These...

When friends texted me to say they were waiting for us in the car park, I didn't expect to open my front door and be met by this huge free standing poster in front of me!  

The three smug-os in the photo were celebrating a lunch that I hadn't attended and which they STILL go on about as though it were Babette's Feast.  Their comments are in-jokes, though the 'I love Kim's cooking' heart felt a bit sarcastic.  Hum, guess what he is getting next time he calls!

BOTTLED WATER ANYONE?

Bottled water in our hotel in Myanmar.  I hope they washed their feet first!

On Husbands & Hotels (and why I wanted to change them both) Part 2

Normally when we travel Alan chooses good hotels, sometimes they are even great.  There have however been the duds.  The second problem hotel was recommended by Alan's colleague (and we won't be using her recommendations again!).

The room itself while dark, was okay.  It was the facilities that caused the problem.  As you can see the shower for the en-suite was actually an alcove next to the wardrobe (on the left) with a curtain pulled across.  

On Husbands and Hotels (and why I wanted to change both!).

Our first night in Myanmar was not the calm, pleasant one we had expected.  And I blame Alan for that.  

We had not expected a luxury hotel when we arrived in Mandalay, though a bit more space in the room would have been a bonus (look closely at the picture and you will see that whoever (and by that I mean Alan) slept on the far side of the bed, had to climb over the end of the bed in order to get past the mini bar.  Well at least we had a mini bar.

The electrics were also not exactly what one would have hoped for, but again, we were not expecting too much.  Little did we know however, that our (and by that read my) sanguine attitude to this would rapidly evaporate come nightfall.

SWIMMING THAI STYLE

A reasonable enough request...

CROP CIRCLES IN BANGKOK!

Something strange has been going on in our bed.  Well, I mean something stranger than normal of course!  Over the last couple of weeks, strange red makes started appearing on Alan's pillowcases and on the sheet on his side of the bed.  Initially I thought I had left some newly dyed pieces of fabric in the washing machine, but there were no rogue piece in there.  The marks were also quite regular, a sort of horseshoe shape.

Initially I blamed a rather nasty shaving gash on Alan's face, but as the marks kept reappearing, seemingly multiplying overnight, we knew that couldn't be the answer.  Also the marks wouldn't wash out, even with bleach.

I kept changing the pillowcases but the marks reappeared every morning when we got up.  Unusually it was Alan who started to get a bit creeped out by this, saying he had crop circles on his pillowcases.

However, this morning he came to me shouting "Eureka!".  Yep, Alan had solved the crop circle mystery which was threatening to become our own X-File.  Guess what it was...

WHO CARES WHAT THE REST OF THE WORLD DOES...

Ha ha, I wonder who was in charge of naming this foundation???

WHAT SHALL I DO TODAY?

Say it aloud, then answers on a postcard please!

Quilting Arts Magazine - huh?

I admit I have a love/hate relationship with Interweave the publishers of Quilting Arts, but come on, anyone would have to laugh at this.  How can a digital edition of a magazine be out of stock?

Text hell

HIs there anyone out there who hasn't sent stupid nonsensical texts?  Alan once told me to stop texting him unless I proof read them first as most of them made no sense at all.  For a bit of a laugh, you should check out these texts http://funkypickens.com/25-funny-auto-correct-fails/ that were not proof read by their writers before being sent to the recipient.

Latest From Tom & Jerry

The latest antic from Tom was too good not to tell you about, though he may kill me if he see this.

My need for a Whiz Freedom

I know it is a bit early, but I know what I want for Christmas, do you?  Well before I tell you what it is, let me ask you this.  Have you ever wondered if women pee more than men?  Okay, okay, that resounding yes, from my husband apparently answers my question, I do at least!

In a moment of holiday boredom, I picked up a magazine that had been left behind in our house and found a funny article on female urinary devices.  No, not a giant cork as my ever supportive husband has suggested I use, but funnel shaped contraptions.  What a fantastic idea!

Horse riding in Bangkok

I could not resist snapping a surreptitious photo of this woman, standing on the MRT bridge at Central Chitlom.  What is she wearing??!  There cannot be many horses galloping around the MRT.

Also, I saw the front view and she is no spring chicken.  The fringed handbag is a nice touch and though you can't see it from this view, her shirt collar is turned up to frame her face.

Thai Massage

Well at least you will be under no illusions as to how sickening the masseuse will look!

Latest on Unc!

I have been asked for an update on Unc, and I have been scratching my head for stories that are repeatable, or rather, won't get him into trouble with my aunt, should she happen across this post!

Unc likes railway models.  He restores old toy trains.  Actually I'm not sure if technically they are toys, since it appears to be grown men who spend hundreds of pounds on them.  Maybe I should call them models!  He also makes those set ups, where a train track is built into an interesting environment.  I am sure you know what I mean.

He has been working on a couple of such set ups, which are often used for various shows.  He builds the models, moulds figures to go with the set up etc.  This is a model he has made recently.

More Fun Photos

Ask a foreigner in Bangkok about taxis and inevitably it comes to one thing, why do all taxi drivers let rip the most noxious fart imaginable, once the taxi is under way?  Like a stealth bomber, that driver drops a fart, that can leave you reeling and choking in the back seat.

I've long given up pretending that I haven't smelt anything.  I hold my finger to my nose or whip out my fan  In the more horrific cases, I crank the window down and with my eyes streaming, I frantically wave my fan in front of my face.

I have Helene to thank for this picture.  She was travelling in a taxi from the airport, when the group she was with spotted this sticker behind the driver's seat.

MERRY CHRISTMAS ONE & ALL

It looks like this Santa has been caught with his pants down, just before Christmas!

Norah Finds Her Groove

Part XI of The Battys.

I keep getting these messages asking to see my paintings.  Well the truth is, I haven't had a chance to work in the studio because it got taken over by the Battys.

It all started when Norah, after seeing me painting, decided that she too would have a go.  She got out her paper, paints and textbook and off she started.