Wednesday 16 November 2011

We Had Eaten All Of Those Delicious Mini Oranges,

so it was back to the market to buy a few more, 


 every one hand picked by Diana,


 plus a few small dried fish,


 along with some potatoes,


 and onions, tonight we were going to have a chicken casserole,


 a view across the market,


so it was feet up for some DVDs, no sooner had I put this one on, The War File - Hitler's Big Guns, than Mark called round, so we had more than a few cups of tea whilst we watched and then talked the afternoon away,


after Mark left another non-science programme, Monster Quest, part two, it was a total laugh, take the search for box jelly fish, a well known and documented species, if only the crew had have looked at this page, all of the questions raised about them would have been answered, the question about aggravations of jellyfish for me is a natural phenomenon, some times blocking the coolant systems of power stations and ships,


but the best one was the dinosaur hunters in Africa, they did not find any, then it dawned on them, they had arrived in the middle of the dinosaur hibernation season when these huge animals dig holes in the river banks and hibernate, note to crew, come back when the dinosaurs are not hibernating! the ones they were looking for were Sauropods, think of the group including Brontosaurus, we are looking forward to a few more laughs in the next DVD in the Monster Quest series,





but the next DVD was factual and serious, Ultimate Crimes - Murder Most Foul, such as the still unsolved murder of Sir Harry Oakes in the exclusive gated development called Lyford Cay, a few miles from Nassau, "where the billionaires go to escape from the millionaires", sounds nice, Sir Harry had died from blows to the head made with some sort of spiked club, then his body was covered in petrol, the down from a pillow tipped over it and the bed was set on fire, but, even though the body was badly scorched, the fire didn't take,


all the evidence was there, the local CID made an urgent call reporting the murder to the governor of the Bahamas – who just happened to be the former king of England, Edward VIII, now His Royal Highness the Duke of Windsor, but despite that 'Royal' connection the crime went unpunished,





a young boy, Mark witness a suicide, both the FBI and the Mafia quickly realize that Mark probably knows more than he says, Mark decides he needs a lawyer, and goes looking for one and becomes The Client, an enjoyable though far fetched movie,




by now it was getting late so one from Midsomer Murders, Shot at Dawn, since World War I when a Hammond was part of a firing squad that killed a Hicks the feud has festered, but now it has erupted in murder, then for us off to bed.

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