I took the dark pictures while out feeding Tubbs the rabbit, very late on. The rainbow was early on in the day from the spare room window while at the computer. It's a pity I couldn't find the decent camera for the night ones as it looked really spooky. Sadly, these were taken on my mobile and I didn't know how to zoom in and capture the scene effectively. Never mind.
(Alberto Pellaschiar/AP)
Georg Ratzinger has admitted hearing of cases of ill-treatment during his time as director of the Regensburg choir
Dimitar Berbatov with Spandau Ballet
Joey Barton with the Small faces
I am getting grief off the FPO as I have discovered I have a couple of dents in my skull from collapsing, one of them being pretty impressive, even if I say so myself. 
When watching the Russell Howard show last night, he featured a couple of piss taking Tory posters. Well here's two more that I was just about to post. Damn! He beat me to it, although they have been knocking about for a while, so it serves me right.
I borrowed this off someone at work on Sunday, as 'Carra' is from Bootle like me, so I was curious to read about his early days. Sadly, he is from Marsh lane, very close to where I was born (the other side of North park) but it meant he went to a different primary school than me. Didn't plan on reading the whole book, but decided I might as well as I am off work. Skimmed a lot of the talk about Liverpool and was not interested in the stories about their triumphs (so long ago now!), so overall it was not that interesting for me. Think it's good that he is so proud of his roots though, still hangs around with his old Bootle mates and although he plays it down in the book, I know he has helped out supporters financially when they have been stuck. Just a pity he plays for Liverpool really. Admits as well that he would rather Liverpool were successful rather than England. Substitute Manchester United in place of Liverpool and I am in agreement.
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More fun and games as I am still off work. Finished watching Oranges are not the only fruit, as I had Sky+'d the series when it was being repeated recently. It was still great after all the years that have passed since it first came out. The book is good but I prefer the series for the dialect and accents. reminds me of the FPO and her family.
As there is no milk in the house and I can't be bothered going out to get any yet, I thought I would have a cup of coffee with the FPO's soya milk. This is what it goes like - disgusting. Plus this is after it had been stirred a couple of times to try and make it better. It appears as though it has settled down, then goes like this again. It also tastes how it looks, not very good at all. No wonder I keep collapsing, trying to drink this crap. Looks like it's back to the flavoured water for now.
As I am still off work (hurrah!), I have been sitting around as usual, watching TV and reading. Finished watching the Cocaine Cowboys documentary this afternoon, which was pretty damn interesting. It's about the rise of Miami and how it was related to the smuggling in of cocaine from Columbia, speaking to the police and ex smugglers. The money involved was ridiculous, one of the smugglers estimated he had spent 50 million dollars, and there were many times they just did not know what to do with all the excess money. Once they had bought houses, planes, boats, land racehorses etc, they ended up stashing it anywhere, going so far as to dig holes and bury it for later. Obviously it all went pear shaped, gangs from Cuba got involved, then there were lots of killings and assassinations. It does make you think how much money is enough. The smugglers were clever guys, so you would think they might pack in the trade before getting caught, especially once you have about 50 million. As they admitted, the main thing was the power they had (which the money provided). It all became too addictive, and that was without them doing their own drugs. I like to think I would have got out early and avoided prison, but you never know (I didn't last time). Serving seven years is still not too bad for having that kind of money (if you can do your time without any hassle)
Finished this book by Nick cave today, about 5 minutes before setting off to work, so it was a close one. It's a pretty good book, although very dirty (Naughty Nick). I think I may have to investigate his other stuff, I like his music a lot, but have never bothered reading anything by him before. The Ass Looked at The Angel (or whatever it is called) will be the next one of his to tick off, I can feel a purchase from Amazon coming on.
Damn! Back to work this afternoon for the next eight days (including four sleepovers). Can't wait for it, as you can imagine..jpg)
Another normal day and night at home. I was at home listening to music, reading, and watching some TV. Nice and quiet and lovely, snuggling up to Nozzer, ignoring St Paddy's day and avoiding the pub.
Ticked off two more films today, the newish Clint Eastwood one (2008), and a 1996 film based on a journal by Carl Panzram, a killer who was hanged in 1930. 
Shaun making an honest man of himself (again)
Mark with Neve, his mistress of five years
Marvelous day today. I stayed in bed till 4pm reading, then had a bath and food, before watching some TV. Didn't even bother going to The Wine Bar to see Joe. I am now going to pratt about on the computer until the early hours.
Just finished reading this, which I picked up in the Oxfam shop. Not a bad book at all, although I didn't think it was that great. Barney decides to get in touch with some old mates and do dares like they used to do when they were all at school, treating the little green man (an ornament) of the title a s a God. He tells them that it has been valued at £750,ooo and whoever keeps doing the dares till the end can have (people are eliminated if they refuse to do the dares). There are some good plot changes near the end, which I was not expecting at all, so it was a good book in that sense, and it did keep you guessing what was going to happen. After I finished it I was not that impressed, but thinking in hindsight about it, I changed my mind. It would certainly make a good film.
This looks like an ordinary container of noodles, but of no! Them crazy Japanese have only gone and made another device for having sex (if you are a man).
I saw Sherlock Holmes the other night
A splendid day was had by all yesterday. I spent the morning in bed, watched a bit of TV, and then had a surprise when Robbo called round, as he had taken the day off. Had a bit of a chat, then went down to the Wine bar, even though I don't normally go down there until after 3pm on a Monday. Ended up staying till 6pm aprox, and had a good laugh with Joe, Dave the Health and Safety guy, Ritchie, his brother Dave, Mandy and Cavanagh.
I suppose I should really go to bed now (and I will do in a moment), but I have been looking at optical illusions again, and here is one I have not seen before.
The album that never was - luckily there is a bootleg, but more importantly - what a fantastic cover. One the Smiths should have used when they were still going, if Morrisey had been more upfront about his gayness, rather than just alluding to it. Loud and proud, that's what I say!
Close up it looks like a genius. From a distance, one of the greatest sex symbols of our time.
These are the two latest books I have read. The George Best on was a lot more interesting, even though I had read most of the stories before. The Bobby Charlton one was what I expected really, nothing too exciting or groundbreaking, but it did have some good parts, mainly about Munich in 1958 (as you would expect) and his fallout with his brother Jackie. One thing I learned from the books was that Charlton was as fast, if not faster than Best when sprinting during training (Best admits it). I would never have guessed that.
