Caught!

Caught!

Originally uploaded by Frogey

Caught Jake today resting his weary bones by snoozing on the clean washing just taken out of the drier. His expression was priceless!

Cadbury’s Gorilla Advert

This came on TV last night and my wife and I laughed for most of the rest of the night. It’s absolutely classic. Seriously. Probably the funniest ad I’ve seen in years.

Glorious.

Look What I Have Done

My wife is a hidden poet. She writes, and some of it deserves a wider audience. I thought you might like to read this one. It spoke to me and I think it might speak to you too…
Silence is interrupted by the sound of the rain falling
Yet, O Lord I hear you calling.
You called me [...]

Things I Didn’t Know - Part 1

I was looking up my hometown on Wikipedia earlier and found this gem…
“Stornoway features heavily in the initial stages of the X-Men comics Dark Phoenix Saga due to its proximity to the ficitonal Muir Island and Proteus’ attempts to find a new host body.” 

 Well, now Mr Martin… Mr Hunt… how do you like them apples?

Moonlight Shadow

Just been for a walk with the dog. It’s 11.30pm. Moon is out. Had to run back for the camera. Get this…

Awesome, huh?

Fun With Facial Hair

The “Full-Monty”

The “Christian-Rock-Band”

The “Hunt”

The “Seventies-Copper”

The “Fuhrer”

The “Slightly-Worrying”

MacKinnon’s Word for the Day: Spatterdash

Spatterdash: n. (chiefly pl.) Long gaiter or legging to protect stockings etc. from mud etc.
Try dropping this one into everyday conversation.
“Pardon me, old boy, but could you pass me your neckerchief? I appear to have some speckles of effluent on my spatterdashes”

Return of the Pant-Eater

What can I say?
Edit: This morning I came down to find a rental DVD (’Munich’, as it happens) devoured and detroyed on the living room floor. The Eater of Pants has obviously been expanding his dietary range.

The Fresh Prince of Egypt

To the tune of “Fresh Prince of Bel Air”, with thanks to Jonathan Martin for providing the inspiration. Oh, and my homie Will Smith.
Now, this is a story all about how
My people got distracted by a golden cow
And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit down here
I’ll tell you how we wandered round the desert [...]

Behold Jake: Eater of Pants

This fine fellow is Jake. Not a highly trained demonic attack dog, but fearsome nonetheless. At least he is if you happen to be my wife’s underpants (and let’s all pray fervently that you are not). He has some separation anxiety issues and hates being left alone. He finds his own methods of coping. [...]