Wednesday, 30 July 2014

I don't wish to die doing these senseless stunts


Cliff Climbing - You got to be kidding;
I have got better place to sleep!
Sky walking in the Alps, NFW.
Climb Redwoods, NFW.
Sitting on the Trolltunga Rock, Norway.
Guess you have nothing better to do.
Jumping on the Trolltunga Rock, Norway. One wrong landing will see you daredevils bidding goodbye to dear Mother Earth.
Vertical rock climbing in South Africa.
Ice climbing a frozen waterfall.
They lost their senses enjoying themselves
in the extreme picnicking.
They're even boozing!
Extreme skiing, Wyoming. No way I would do that !
Sky walking on rope bridge, Mount Nimbus, Canada.
Could be an Indiana Jones movie scene.
Tree Camping in Germany. The scenery is fantastic,
but when the wind blows during the night........
Just having a look around. Are you kidding me? Of all the places!
Just tell me how'd you land yourself there?
Extreme kayaking at Victoria Fall.
Diving 30 meters through a rock monolith, Portugal.
Count yourself in luck if you don't land on
the rocky surface below.
Climbing Mt. Wellington, I have no such gut anyway!
Standing on the edge walk in Toronto,
I rather hang on to my hammock.
Cycling a mono-wheel in Norway. Not a chance!
Sitting on a edge around Yosemite. I doubt
 you could find yourself home.
Walking over a crevice, it all depends on the gap width!
A wrong footing will see one going down
an abyss with no chance of survival.
Glacier boarding, out of your mind!
 Find somewhere else appropriate!
Biking on the cliff, some silly stunts!
 
Many thanks to Ron Lim for sharing.
 
 
Alan CY Kok
 

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Eating in the 1950s



In the 50s Pasta was not eaten in Australia
Curry was not heard of. It's so mouth-watering.
It's a name of the Nobel Prized Laureate scientist Madam Marie Curie. The very well-known French-Polish lady won the coveted prize in 1911. She was a pioneer scientist in the discovery of Radioactivity.
A pizza was something of a leaning tower in Italy,
not something edible.
All potato chips were clean and simple.
The only choice we had was to add
salt or other wise.
Rice was eaten as a pudding in the West and US.
It had been stable food for the East
 since many centuries ago.
A Big Mac was something one wore when it was raining.
Only poor people ate brown bread during
those difficult years.
Oil was used as lubricant. Cooking Oil was known as fat.
Fat - was meant for cooking;
not referring to  those obese people.
Tea was made in a teapot and was never green.
Cube sugar was regarded as posh. Sugar enjoyed
a good press reporting those days.
Fish didn't grow fingers during those days.
Eating raw fish was called poverty, not sushi.
Yoghurt had not been known widely yet.
People who didn't like peeling potatoes were considered lazy!
Indian restaurants were found only in India. That's in the 50s.
This one is one of the top-rated Indian restaurant in East London.
Eating outside the home was known as camping.
Seaweed wasn't recognised as a kind of food.
 "Kebab" wasn't even a word, never mind a kind of food.
Prunes was considered a kind of medication.
Muesli had been used as cattle feed since decades......
.........not baby health supplement.
It'd be considered unscrupulous to
bottle drinking water for sale. And if anyone foolish enough
to buy and consume, he/she would be a laughing stock!
The one thing we never had was "elbow" on the table. The parents were vigilante against children doing that. It was bad manners, they claimed.  
 
Many thanks to Ron Lim for sharing.
 
Alan CY Kok           

 

Monday, 14 July 2014

Squirrel and the taxi driver


A few Belarusian soldiers found a little unconscious young squirrel in the forest and took it to their headquarters and handed it over to warrant officer Peter Pankraty. Three months later Peter was discharged and began to work as a taxi driver. Since then wherever he goes, the squirrel is at his side. Take a look at these pictures, you'll discover the inseparable friendship blossomed between them.
 
Just like all infants, the adorable baby squirrel looks cutest when sleeping.
Here in this picture, it has lost consciousness.  It had worms in its mouth and needed to be fed every 4 hours. It was about to die but Peter spent great effort to nurse the little fellow back to good health despite his busy schedule in the army. Two years later they are inseparable with each other.

The little squirrel is named Minsk, after the Belarusian capital city.

Lying on a soft, comfortable cushion,
and with the engine burring,
it's easy to fall asleep.
Minsk belongs to the Red Eurasian squirrel species
commonly found in the Russian Continent.

It's constantly busy chewing and eating,
with nut husks strewing all over.
Fancy the huge-sized house cat could tolerate this varmint.
Fortunately they're not eating the same food.

Peter is so happy that he has such a lovely creature to be his pet.

One could see the strong bond they have
in each other's company.
This picture will touch many hearts: An American red squirrel with much shorter ears showing its maternal instinct to adopt an orphan baby squirrel. This is absolutely candid to show similar human-like behaviour in the animal world.

Many thanks to Ron Lim for sharing.

Alan CY Kok