Flying Cat - February 2008

So... the snow all you bipeds were on about has arrived, and I hope you're satisfied. It doesn't do much for me, nor Marmers, and it means extra rations for my little feathered friends at the Pole, but people who like this sort of thing will find it's the sort of thing they like...as someone once said. Oh don't ask me!
It's Much Moaning in the Slush here in Anorak Towers as, despite the best heroic efforts of the airport firemen and the chaps and chapesses in the tower, the paper plane cried off and the parental units may well be reduced to playing Scrabble all afternoon. "Read a book" we said to them "Goodness knows there are enough of them and more ordered from Tam." Feline words of wisdom oft fall on deaf lugs!
Part One. At The Pole.

mpu does his snowclearing duties



filling the seed feeder - Sunroom of Eternity in the background


The Pole with customers



starling on final

one collared doo on takeoff and one on hold

collared clappy doos on the ground with spiugs

a fleggeration of doos

for goodness sake, this is no time for hoochmagandie!

Part Two. Me. Being, as it were, magnificent.

having boldly prowled on Pond 2, I climb out, unscathed.

think I'll just do a quick 'lookit me' pose up there...

'is this my better side do you think?' (posing on the windowledge of Nuptial Chamber)

no more posing now...I've decided to come down

right I've had enough of this wet stuff...

...I'm going in and you can't stop me

Part Three. The Paretal Units go for a short walk...

...and follow in my pawprints as any sensible biped would

up Hillside Road

Roling Acres from afar

Hoy form Downies Lane

close on the seaward side of town
You all can think what you like (it's a free country so they say) but the sooner this is over the better as far as I'm concerned. And there's no use arguing, Marmers agrees with me. So there!

Carol's Big Adventure is drawing to a close: here at EffCee&Marmers Posting Productions Inc, we are proud and happy to present Part Three of it.
However, there is just one small thing, one teeny weeny insignificant hardly-worth-mentioning thing, that we would like to just...mention, en passant. Someone got a bit over-enthusiastic about clearing out her inbox, after downloading all Carol's photos to iPhoto and fiddling&twiddling, so all the vital information as to who/what/where? is floating about up there in the Big Trash Basket in the Sky. Therefore, the labelling will be sparse.
But...should Herself (that's Carol Herself, not Herself @ The Croft, Lewis) could ever find time to elucidate, the pictures are numbered for ease of reference.
1.Auckland and the unmissable Big Pointy Tower

2.Big Gun at a Point

3.A Very Pretty Bay

4.Big Bridge

5.Big Bridge reveals A Sign

6.A Celebration of Tugboats. No don't laugh. It's a way of passing the time. Perhaps we could do it here at Scapa, before half the crewmen are made redundant...

7.

8.Other Watercraft - gin palace

9.goodness me, has Nellie travelled so far from Orkney?

10.big yacht

11.A Bit of Kulchur -al fresco orchestra

12.breezy - is everyone watching the young singer's skirt?

13.The Old Boys. Bless! (The Searchers, for anyone old enough to remember)

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16.The Golden Couple

17.Hunk Series - three heavenly behinds

18.Carol and three very handsome young things

19.Carol's Very Own Hunk

20.Cheers! from Ao Te Aroa

Disclaimer - EffCee&Marmers would like it to be known that Carol gave her permission to publish Full Frontal Fotos of her fair self and His Fair Self in this blog. The authors hold no responsibility whatsoever for any unauthorised use by others unknown. Thank you for your attn.
EC&M PP Inc.

I sent the agèds out with digicam as we enjoyed yet another stunning day here in our earthly paradise. There being no other, it was carpe diem and carpe pictem (apologies to all Latin-barking dogs).
From a western shore...waving but not drowning.






Big Spot The Groatiebuckie Competition.
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Having great confidence in the multi-talentedness of iBloggers, EffCee&Marmers Productions Inc proudly present this competition, for which there will be a small but purrfectly formed prize, to the blogger or afficionado of iB who a) finds the groatiebuckie and b) finds a way to send EC&M proof that he/she/it has done so.
In the event of multiple entries (I mean, is it likely, I ask you!!) names will be put in a bin.
Yours Inn Anticipation,
Flying Cat and his Marmalade Chum.





We were just pure cream-crackered after all that hard work and each, in his own way, found the remedy...
Erratum: The phrase 'names will be put in a bin' should have continued 'and a draw will take place.' We just can't get the servants...

sea-heaved boulder beach
protecting home and hearthstone
a fine line between



as it was before
the kirk stands rendered unto
all who choose to see



awash with light the
dancing waves delight the sun
argent flashing gold




elephant fragments
laid out, washed clean, sea-scrubbed en-
shrouded by spring light



golden treasury
rocky horror jumble sale
elbows akimbo



see the handless man
as he climbs into the light
don't put a foot wrong!



such firm round boulders
two in the hand remind me
of something other...




stormcast seabird skull
cradled in an open kist
ploughshares into waves

With kind assistance from Schrödinger's Cat in the Deep South, me and Marmers are delighted to be able to post proof positive of Barney from Swithiod's outright win. Said feline has wielded a red pen, the like of which we fondly imagine Jill from Eeek utilising virtually every working day.
No appeals will be allowed and the Organisers cannot be held responsible for any delays engendered by spam fritters or other technical hitches down at Auntie's gaff on Pacific Quay.