Archive for the Happy Holidays Category

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags on April 1, 2009 by Dean
Stress ebbing away

Stress ebbing away

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Happy Holidays  – Eight of 8ight

Cape Tribulation, Far North Queensland…
 A million miles away from care.
Well apart from the Box Jellyfish, Stingers, Blue Ring Octopus, Crocs and the odd Shark or two.

A new series of 8ight begins tomorrow

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , , , on March 31, 2009 by Dean
All the fun of the fair

All the fun of the fair

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Happy Holidays  – Seven of 8ight

Fairground Attraction. Wasn’t that the name of a band in the 1980’s ?

Anyway today’s picture is of someone obviously having a good time on their Summer hols.

Today’s image was taken using a Nikon D200, Sigma 10-20mm lens.

Processed in Lightroom 2 with a Lomo Velvia preset.

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , on March 31, 2009 by Dean
Across the Universe

Across the Universe

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Happy Holidays  – Six of 8ight

To my loyal reader, I’m Back online!

I’m on holiday but with computer troubles now over, today’s image is from the flight to Singapore.

Look though any window, what do you see?

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , , , , on March 25, 2009 by Dean
Fairground Attraction

Fairground Attraction

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Happy Holidays  – Five of 8ight

Rollup rollup three balls for a quid

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , , on March 21, 2009 by Dean

Bloody Landlady!

Bloody Landlady!

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Happy Holidays  – Four of 8ight

‘Who’s idea was it to go Bed and Breakfast?’

‘We pay all this money and we get kicked out of the house all day long til dinnertime!’   ‘Bloody ridiculous.’

‘Shut up moaning you’re here aren’t you!’
‘If you are that bored go and fetch us an ice cream’

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , , , on March 20, 2009 by Dean
That's the way to do it

That's the way to do it

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Happy Holidays – Three of 8ight

The summer of 1981, Swanage promenade, Dorset.
Test Match Special on the radio the great British holiday maker listening to Ian Botham destroy the Aussies.

‘What’s that Mr. Punch?’

‘That’s the way to do it!’  It sure is!

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Posted in Happy Holidays with tags , , , , on March 19, 2009 by Dean

Serenity

Serenity


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Happy Holidays  – Two of 8ight

Every year when summer comes round, off to the sea I go.
I don’t care if I do spend a pound, I’m rather rash I know.
See me dressed like all the sports, in my blazer and a pair of shorts.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll.
It may be sticky but I never complain, it’s nice to have a nibble at it now and again
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.

One afternoon the band conductor up on his stand
Somehow lost his baton – it flew out of his hand
So I jumped in his place and then conducted the band
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock

With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll,
In my pocket it got stuck I could tell ‘Cos when I pulled it out I pulled my shirt off as well
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.

A girl while bathing clung to me, my wits had to use
She cried, “I’m drowning, and to save me, you won’t refuse”
I said, “Well if you’re drowning then I don’t want to lose
My little stick of Blackpool Rock.”

With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll
In the ballroom I went dancing each night
No wonder every girl that danced with me, stuck to me tight

Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
A fellow took my photograph it cost one and three.
I said when it was done, “Is that supposed to be me?”
“You’ve properly mucked it up the only thing I can see is
My little stick of Blackpool Rock.”

George Formby 1937