Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Great Food Comes From Good Food Recipes

You can find over and over again many if not thousands of websites that offer great food content. It is not often i come across a food recipe website that i would be happy to recommend until now, i have put a link to a new food recipe website below i hope you will take the time to have a quick look at the website, they ask you to register your email address which i do not normally like to do but i liked the concept of the site so i registered, they promise not to bother you. So good so far

The website Gojee offers great pictures of very tempting recipes a clean and easy to follow menu pardon the pun a great like and dislike for filtering your search criteria and very easy to read and follow recipes.

I hope you like
Gojee

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Car trouble don't call for help!

In one day of bad weather over 40,000 people called there breakdown service, as good as what they may like you to believe perhaps to save waiting hours up on hours plus the cost of the calls then just maybe this video has the answer.

Sir Marcus Browning

Rowan Atkinson. (live in Belfast) who i think is great!


Announcer: Welcome to your seats, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you enjoyed the buffet dinner, but even if you didn't, I know you'll enjoy our guest speaker tonight who's taken time off from his rigorous parliamentary schedule to be with us. We are very honored to welcome Sir Marcus Browning MP. Thank you.
Sir Marcus Browning: My Lord Mayor, my Lady Mayoress. My lords, ladies and gentlemen. There comes a time when we must all stand up and be counted. I am therefore standing up now and can be counted. One. To each of you I say you are a one. And ones are about to become singularly important. Because Britain is facing the gravest economic crisis since 1380. And you know many of us still remember that day. The eternal torment, worry, exesperation and all manner of (?). And if we are to quit the lights go out on our lives once more (?), we must ask ourselves crucial questions. Where are we? How did we get here? Why did we come? Where do we want to go? How do we want to get to where we want to go? How far do we have to go before we get to where we want to be? How would we know where we were when we got there? HAVE WE GOT A MAP? Why did we leave places to get to where we are? Where were we before that we had to leave to get to where we before we knew we're going to go to where we want to be? Where would we end up if we had the choice? Where would we end up if we didn't have the choice? What would we choose given the choice? Do we have that choice to choose? Or indeed can we be choosy about the choice choosings? What are the choosings? Choices! Do we want to stop now? (Rhetorical.) Or do we want to go right back to the beginning and start all over again. Perhaps not. But surely you can see my point. Because what I'm talking about is life. Because life is one of those things that most of us find it very difficult to avoid. In the words of (?) "life is uncertain." My life certainly has a certain uncertainty about it. And I'm certain yours does too. So with my uncertainty and your uncertainty there's certainly a certain degree of uncertainty about, of that we can be quite sure. So let's buckle down, shall we? Purpose is what we're striving for. We must have purpose. We mustn't be purposeless. We mustn's exhibit purposnessless. We must be purposelessnessless. Because we don't want to end up, do we? Because we don't want to end up, do we? Like the blind man in the dark room looking for the black cat that isn't there.

The Battleship And A Lighthouse


In the darkest part of the night, a ships captain cautiously piloted his warship through the fog-shrouded waters. With straining eyes he scanned the hazy darkness, searching for dangers lurking just out of sight. 

Then His worst fears were realised when he saw a bright light straight ahead. It appeared to be a vessel on a collision course with his ship. To avert disaster he quickly radioed the oncoming vessel.

"This is Captain Jeremiah Smith," his voice crackled over the radio. "Please alter your course 10 degrees south! Over."

To the captains amazement, the foggy image did not move. Instead, he heard back on the radio, "Captain Smith. This is Private Thomas Johnson. please alter your course 10 degrees north! Over."

Appalled at the audacity of the message, the captain shouted back over the radio, "Private Johnson, this is Captain Smith, and I order you to immediately alter your course 10 degree south! Over."

A second time the oncoming light did not budge. "With all due respect Captain Smith," came the privates voice again, "I order you to alter your course immediately 10 degrees north! Over."

Angered and frustrated that this impudent sailor would endanger the lives of his men and crew, the captain growled back over the radio, "Private Johnson. I can have you court-marshalled for this! For the last time, I command you on the authority of the United States government to alter your course 10 degrees to the South! I am a battleship!"

The privates final transmission was chilling: "Captain Smith, sir. Once again with all due respect, I command you to alter your course 10 degrees to the North! I am a lighthouse!"