A couple of dogs on the beach and other Cabarete pics...
Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 1:46 amI know I've been taking the piss about how warm it is here and how cold it is there, so now I'll share a few photos. As per requests on previous photo posts, a bit less heavy on blokes with kites...
I was going to call the first one 'A Couple of Dogs on the Beach' but that might get me in to trouble...
What? There are...
Dedication! Or in the immortal words of Peter Cook to Dud's 'one legged Tarzan' "your right leg is a very fine leg, I've nothing against your right leg... unfortunately, neither have you"
He surfs with far better balance on one leg than I have walking on two... sober!
She asked me if I'd take her photo. I wondered if I could make a living, wandering the beach, taking people's photo?
She didn't offer to pay me, so clearly I'd starve...
They liked the photos, however trying to explain to them how to e-mail me so I could send them was proving difficult until she gave me her mobile phone and got me to type a text in to it for her!
There's a jazz festival here, Friday, Sat & Sunday. They put a huge stage up on the beach.
How could they not call the festival "Sax on the Beach"?
Well, apart from the obvious fact that the organisers don't have a juvenile sense of humour and the Spanish translation probably loses the pun... but apart from that?
Back to the UK Wednesday, arrive home on the IoM Thursday morning, work Friday, then Chester on Saturday. Feel free to get your own back by coming up and laughing at me as I freeze my nads off at football next weekend!
I was going to call the first one 'A Couple of Dogs on the Beach' but that might get me in to trouble...
What? There are...
Dedication! Or in the immortal words of Peter Cook to Dud's 'one legged Tarzan' "your right leg is a very fine leg, I've nothing against your right leg... unfortunately, neither have you"
He surfs with far better balance on one leg than I have walking on two... sober!
She asked me if I'd take her photo. I wondered if I could make a living, wandering the beach, taking people's photo?
She didn't offer to pay me, so clearly I'd starve...
They liked the photos, however trying to explain to them how to e-mail me so I could send them was proving difficult until she gave me her mobile phone and got me to type a text in to it for her!
There's a jazz festival here, Friday, Sat & Sunday. They put a huge stage up on the beach.
How could they not call the festival "Sax on the Beach"?
Well, apart from the obvious fact that the organisers don't have a juvenile sense of humour and the Spanish translation probably loses the pun... but apart from that?
Back to the UK Wednesday, arrive home on the IoM Thursday morning, work Friday, then Chester on Saturday. Feel free to get your own back by coming up and laughing at me as I freeze my nads off at football next weekend!
