tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post112150766798013866..comments2023-04-18T05:44:04.300-04:00Comments on Songs To A Midnight Sky: Tech Tech, Here Comes the Tech!Prishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121854614828663232005-07-20T06:16:00.000-04:002005-07-20T06:16:00.000-04:00He corrects my grammar even in French lolAnd a poe...He corrects my grammar even in French lol<BR/>And a poem from one of the digging crew!! Wow!Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121848808124590342005-07-20T04:40:00.000-04:002005-07-20T04:40:00.000-04:00Hey Sir DC, let's hope none of us three gets psych...Hey Sir DC, <BR/>let's hope none of us three <BR/>gets psychological constipation,<BR/>most inconvenient that would be! <BR/>B xxBerenicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11360482145634797892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121800367094408222005-07-19T15:12:00.000-04:002005-07-19T15:12:00.000-04:00Pris, you mean 'Les Grande Diggers ...'don't you? ...Pris, you mean 'Les Grande Diggers ...'don't you? This shall be our story:<BR/><BR/>Let us go now, Pris and B and I<BR/>when night draws its dark veil across the sky,<BR/>and, armed with trusty spade and the evening paper,<BR/>head for the bushes and a jolly potty caper.<BR/>There let us dig in desparation<BR/>casting modesty aside without hesitation;<BR/>and then we'll ......<BR/><BR/>But, dear reader, your blushes shall be spared -<BR/>suffice it to say, it was a pleasure shared!<BR/><BR/>D. CrappitAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121642641043748022005-07-17T19:24:00.000-04:002005-07-17T19:24:00.000-04:00Maybe we could form a Trio and call ourselves La G...Maybe we could form a Trio and call ourselves La Grand Diggers of Mama Earth??Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121641479524875982005-07-17T19:04:00.000-04:002005-07-17T19:04:00.000-04:00Ooeer P & G. So I can remove my blushing head fro...Ooeer P & G. So I can remove my blushing head from it's paper bag then?? What closet ad-lib potty diggers we are!! B xxBerenicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11360482145634797892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121630341638028942005-07-17T15:59:00.000-04:002005-07-17T15:59:00.000-04:00hmm..we all have something in common. We camped ha...hmm..we all have something in common. We camped halfway down the Peace River in the eighties. You strapped a tent and gear in a rented canoe and prayed you didn't hit an underground branch or an alligator. No bathrooms, of course. I remember spading a hole and then wrapping a blanket around myself for privacy from some tenters I could hear in another part of the woods along the spot we picked to camp for the night.Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121628932389350202005-07-17T15:35:00.000-04:002005-07-17T15:35:00.000-04:00That's nothing unusual Berenice; we used to do a l...That's nothing unusual Berenice; we used to do a lot of wild camping in the far north of Scotland when our children were young. The Isle of Skye was the most remote location we got to - camped by a lovely little inlet, we had that bit of Scotland all to ourselves. When the need arose, we would set off up into the forest armed with a shovel and a lump of rough rock - we were tough in those days. <BR/>I can honestly say that was the most scenic crap I've ever enjoyed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121561774818772152005-07-16T20:56:00.000-04:002005-07-16T20:56:00.000-04:00Oh lordy B lolNow THIS is certainly....fodder, sha...Oh lordy B lol<BR/><BR/>Now THIS is certainly....fodder, shall I say, for a poem.Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121557977122839422005-07-16T19:52:00.000-04:002005-07-16T19:52:00.000-04:00Oh boy!! You don't know what you're letting yours...Oh boy!! You don't know what you're letting yourself in for!!<BR/><BR/>Okay.<BR/><BR/>Once upon a time B went fishing with her family. She went to a nice lake in some beautiful countryside. It had everything. Good company. Water full of lots of fishes. A lovely grassy field to pitch a tent in. The sun even shone. Like I said, it had everything...well....almost.<BR/><BR/>NO TOILETS!!!<BR/><BR/>Okay, B (being an easy going indivdual) could manage lurking behind a bush for the odd pee. It was a solution, albeit inconvenient. But...<BR/><BR/>Bet you know what's coming next!!!!!<BR/><BR/>Well, armed with a trowel and a roll of toilet paper, B set off to find something more substantial than a bush.<BR/><BR/>Ahem...there will now be a slight break in this broadcast whilst B composes herself. <BR/><BR/>Pris...you better not be laughing ;-)It was a very serious occasion, under that large bush/tree thingy.<BR/><BR/>B has issued the following statement, which will be read by the press officer for unusual latrine locations:<BR/><BR/><I>I would like to say that digging my own hole in a feild in an undisclosed location somewhere in Wales and then using it for a purpose which is best left to the imagination (God help you if yours is vivid) was the most unique experience of my life. B xx</I><BR/><BR/>*B blushes and smirks sheepishly*<BR/><BR/>(There were plenty of them around too!!)Berenicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11360482145634797892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121553627912309212005-07-16T18:40:00.000-04:002005-07-16T18:40:00.000-04:00okay okay..a poem in your honor with the story as ...okay okay..a poem in your honor with the story as my kickoff point:-)Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121553010114672482005-07-16T18:30:00.000-04:002005-07-16T18:30:00.000-04:00A buck??*thinks**scratches head**thinks some more*...A buck??<BR/><BR/>*thinks*<BR/><BR/>*scratches head*<BR/><BR/>*thinks some more*<BR/><BR/>Nah. Higher.<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/>B xxBerenicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11360482145634797892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121551701891854822005-07-16T18:08:00.000-04:002005-07-16T18:08:00.000-04:00okay,the bid starts with a buck!!!okay,the bid starts with a buck!!!Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1121550599292732842005-07-16T17:49:00.000-04:002005-07-16T17:49:00.000-04:00Craziest thing?? Hahahahaha!!!!!I got one.Not sur...Craziest thing?? Hahahahaha!!!!!<BR/><BR/>I got one.<BR/><BR/>Not sure if I should tell though.<BR/><BR/>It's something I did on my camping trip with Mum and Bro last week. What's it worth Pris.......;-) B xxBerenicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11360482145634797892noreply@blogger.com