Sunday, November 24, 2019

Wise thoughts from my youth.

As I get a little older I'm finding that I like to remember some of those old sayings from my childhood that were used a lot in Bahrain.
I'll quote a few...

The height is that of a Plam tree, yet the brain is that of a goat.


You can probably guess that, in Bahrain, a goat is not considered a genius.


He who cannot reach a grape calls it sour.


We like grapes back home.

Invite a goat to dinner and you will have poor conversation.



Well, it's true!

Goats are often used for comparrison in Bahrain.

Here's one more...

A goat will smile before it will laugh.


This means that humour comes in varying levels but a goat, not being the brightest, may find most jokes hard to understand.

I hope you enjoyed these words of wisdom from the old country.
See you next time.

Thursday, December 13, 2018

How much is on the spoon?

Okay, so The 6 Strings thing I mentioned in my last post didn't quite work out.
Now RBB is asking us to make contributions to a sort of looser group of blogs.

I'm fine with that. In Bahrain we have a saying, a man with three goats will need to fetch more water.




I guess that's what RBB is doing now - fetching more water.

We also have a saying that says, no one gains from an over filled spoon.



The Curmudgeon Ink is an over filled spoon.
Watch out for a mess on the floor!


Monday, April 16, 2018

The new branding for our six blogs is good.

We're now known as The 6 Strings.

Cute guitar!
I'm talking about Richard's Bass Bag*, this blog, Angry Jesus, Akish The Philistine and RBB2 & 3.
I think this is going to be fun. Five of us have been away on blogging courses and I think we're ready to take blogging to another level. This is all very exciting!

Stay tuned.











* the original bass bagging site

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Tree Fellers Wanted.


Richard (of RBB) told me this joke - he said it's okay for him to tell it because he's half Irish.

Two Irishmen are walking down a country road and they see a sign that says, "Tree fellers wanted."
One says to the other, "Tis a pity Sean's not here, we could have gone for that job."

Well, today I did some pruning, which is almost like tree felling.


It was hot work in the 30 degree heat - well it felt like 30 degrees!


The photos don't really show how much work it was. 

Let me tell you, it was bloody hot work!



Monday, January 22, 2018

Here's something that warms my heart!


THE BASS BAGGING HEXAGRAM.



Six blogs united in a quest to bring you the best possible blogging experience.

Akish The Philistine

Angry Jesus

Bin's Bass Bag

Richard's Bass Bag*

Richard's Bass Bag 2*

Richard's Bass Bag 3*





* the original bass bagging site
* putting the number '2' back into bass bagging
* the blog that's not too bad

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Fill the void 5.

THE REHEARSAL.

Suit's script had a good story but it was badly written - bad grammar and shocking spelling. He denied this was the case.
I started playing some Swedish folk songs as the rehearsal started.
Suit's drama was a fantasy about a teacher named Bassam who advises a young couple, soon to be married, on how to live a good clean life.
Suit, as well as directing, had taken the part of Bassam - the lead character and the hero of the play.
Digger was cast as Hameed and Vehicle as Jawaher, which made sense because Jawaher was the only woman character. The Bassam character had most of the dialogue.
After a short while Suit stopped the rehearsal and said that Swedish folk music was not appropriate for a drama set in Bahrain. I told him I wasn't going to play whiny Bahrain traditional music and packed up my bass.
Digger said that my playing sounded nice, but I was too pissed off at this point to listen. Vehicle tried to calm me down too. As they practised the second scene, and their attention was diverted, I slipped out with my bass.


I'm actually bloody pleased to be out of it. I'll see Vehicle tomorrow when we clean the church after the morning services - those Catholics are a dirty lot! Vehicle will probably try to talk me into coming back, but I won't.




Friday, January 19, 2018

Fill the void 4

Evolution just doesn't measure up.

We did the church clean early this morning. I washed my hands in the holy water font and then sat and read a book while Vehicle finished off. Churches should really put soap by the holy water font for cleaners.
The book is called The Absolute Wrongness Of Evolution and is written by Dr Ivan Plato.

Dr Ivan Plato
Dr Plato is a scientist who has worked at Harvard* and The University Of Fiji. In his book he disproves all atheist scientists and shows, by Erenial Time Measurement, that the world is only 718 years old (exactly). This means that there just hasn't been time for evolution, except maybe among wasps, who evolve fast. Chapter One is titled The Mozart Delusion. Dr Plato shows how music attributed to Mozart was actually written on a super computer in the 1950s. He says that people who thought they were listening to Mozart before the 1950s were actually suffering from very poisonous wasp stings. There's a chapter on J.S.Bach but I haven't read that yet.

Just three more cleans to go then it's off to the Hire Company rehearsal. I'm taking my double bass and I'm going to suggest that I play some Swedish folk songs as the play unfolds. Sort of mood music. Suit says he has written a script for us to work from. I think he'll like my idea about the music.

You can learn a little bit about the Bahrain National Theatre - HERE.


* a society based in Foxton - not the American university