Lost in translation

The thought of eating a cricket shirt never passed my mind

No time to stand and stare

 

Well it’s been a busy month and I have had little time to consider any blog entries. I did have to spend a week at a conference in one of my favourite cities in the world .... Vancouver. The city has a really relaxed West Coast vibe and I was lucky enough to visit during a spell of Perfect weather, I have a theory that the weather is always perfect but the residents tell you it rains a lot to stop everyone moving there.  The conference hotel was the Bayshore by Stanley Park a perfect location in a perfect city.

I had allowed an extra day whilst I was there and spent it out on the Water looking for whales; I had not quite appreciated how fantastic the scenery would be. Another treat for me is a visit to, what for me, is one of the best restaurants in the world, the Fish House in Stanley Park. The food is outstanding, the prices are reasonable and you can get a table so long as you book on the day... everything a restaurant should be.

Excess baggage

I recently looked after a charter flight for the company, the agreed procedure is that all the baggage is checked in under my name, this generated a huge excess baggage charge. Fortunately as we had chartered the entire aircraft they agreed to waive it.

It's not Cricket

This cricket field has been destroyed by Badgers, apparently they scratch off the turf to get at some sort of work they like to eat, in doing so they make the cricket field totally unplayable for the entire season.

Keeping on the cricket theme is this some sort of subliminal message on the ball?

Lost in Translation

I saw this in Barcelona last week, is it a drink for you pet or just a Spanish brand name?

Lost in Translation

dont sit on the bench barefoot then ........

Lost in Translation

and the surprise is .........