K.L. Caley’s #writephoto: Plane.

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Plane – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a black and white aeroplane statue surrounded by colourful flowers.

It’s a saucy episode for Morgarna and the nuns I hope no one is offended? This is Part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Plane!

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Silently Morgarna turned and slipped back along the path to the Priory. As she left the woods and headed up the lawns towards the priory, she turned and made sure she was not been followed, and turning back toward the priory she scanned the windows to ensure no one was watching her.
She used Mother Superior’s keys to let herself in by a door half way along the building, she headed up the corridor towards Mother Agnes’s room.
Using Agnes’s keys again she let herself into the Mother Superior’s room.
Raising a hand she said ‘okay you can just listen no need for you to speak.” Lighting a cigarette and getting her flask of Bacardi and Coke out of her bag she offered Mother Agnes a drink. The nun shook her head but smiled an enquiring smile at this strange and wild woman!
Taking a drag of her cigarette Morgarna sat opposite Mother and related what she had seen. ” Now tell me sister are there male Carthusian brothers near here?”
Mother Agnes nodded her head,
” Do they want to join you here?”
Another nod from Mother Agnes.
“Okay I take it you are not in favour of this “
Agnes shook her head vehemently.
” Why” asked Morgarna handing Agnes parchment and quill. Sitting down Morgarna finished her cigarette and sipped her Bacardi while Mother Agnes wrote.
Agnes handed Morgarna her reply which Morgarna read.
The brothers are insisting that we vacate this Priory so they can move in, they say being men they take preference over us. It’s not fair Morgarna, we have been here fifty years since I was a young novice. The brothers were here before but they left to join a larger monrastery. Now some of them wish to return. ‘
Morgarna finished reading and put the parchment back on the desk.
“Right’ she said one of the Monks is putting an hallucinagenic powder into your food v
ia the mushrooms I saw a monk do this with my own eyes this evening. Morgarna didn’t need Agnes to write a reply it was actually written all over her face. “Now I have a plan said Morgarna, all I need you to do is not eat the vegetable stew the kitchen nuns have prepared! ” Mother Agnes nodded.


Morgarna joined the other nuns for the evening meal. It was delicious, and Morgarna had two helpings much to the other nuns horror, they were only allowed one helping but Morgarna was a guest after all.
After the meal was cleared away and the Nuns went to the chapel to recite Compline.
The powder was beginning to weave it’s magic the nuns were feeling the effects, there was a lot of giggling and throwing off of robes… The powder had quite an orgasmic effect on everyone.

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Morgarna was rather enjoying herself too, when she noticed a few monks dressed in the same Carthusian robes as the monk in the clearing entering the chapel.
Reluctantly she waved a hand across her forehead and instantly she was back to normal …” Humm” she muttered, I was enjoying that” taking a deep breath she headed for the chapel.


As she walked down the stone hallway towards the chapel she heard a lot of excited sounds… opening the door Morgarna was surprised by the scene that met her. It was a full blown orgy!
Morgarna toyed with the idea of whipping out her special mobile phone and taking some photos… Her better side won and she decided against it!
As she stepped over the entwined bodies some of the monks reached out to touch her….ignoring her pact with Merlin , ‘No magic unless unavailable’, she muttered a few incantations and all the monks penis’s shrunk and then disappeared. This caused so much consideration among the monks that the orgy came to an abrupt end.
Morgarna ignoring the loud protestations from the Monks, waved a hand over all the nuns , immediately they all put on their habits and filed out of the chapel and went to their cells and slept the sleep of the innocent.


Morgarna told the red faced monks to re-robe and follow her to Mother Superior’s room. Mother Agnes was rather surprised but not totally shocked. The monks revield that they were there without the knowledge of their Abbot who had no intention of returning to the priory. These monks were simply indulging their carnal instincts completely of their own volition and were drugging the nuns to get their own way.
Morgarna asked mother Agnes what she wanted to do.


So it was that just after midnight, eight redface and naked monks were banging on the Monastery door. Around their necks were plaques that said that they had been drugging the nuns at the priory and having their wicked way with them !


That afternoon Mother Agnes sent for Morgarna, she had received a message from the Abbot of the Carthusian Monastery. Saying thank you for returning his monks who had mysteriously returned as castrato something that was much needed in their choir.

Mother Agnes asked Morgarna what she had been up to? Morgarna winked and said “Mother I couldn’t possibly say! But they will be firing blanks and singing high for the rest of their lives! “
The nuns were all up early the next day though most of them were complaining of very odd dreams.


Before Morgarna left she popped a morning after pill in all the nuns porridge! As she strolled around the garden the Anomaly arrived and she jumped.

Plane – Image by KL Caley

Landing on a colourful flower bed under a black and white aeroplane statue Morgana spotted Merlin waiting for her in the BMW. ‘You’ve got a lot of crawling to do you shit if you don’t want to end up like those monks !”

Paling, Merlin replied “I have a night for you booked at the Ritz ” “No way” Morgarna replied, you can take me to Glastonbury! “

Wordless Wednesday 27/2/16. Heathrow.

If We Were Having Coffee : Guest Post– August 23/201

What Do You Do with Custard and Cucumbers?

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul; I’ll be your barista today. I’m happy to see you have come for a cuppa and a chat. Please come into the garden and make yourself comfortable. Willow fluffed the cushions on the chairs and set the tables in the garden so we can have a cuppa and chat as we soak up the sun and enjoy the beautiful plants. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax amongst the flowers while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

First of all let me offer my deepest condolences to the friends and families of those killed or injured on the A-27 at West Sussex Saturday when a Fighter jet participating in the Shoreham Air Show crashed into the road way. This has just occurred as I write this Saturday afternoon so there is little news of the fate of the pilot or how the accident happened. I am sure the authorities will be diligent in their investigation.

So, speaking of airplanes, I was asked an interesting question today – one I thought I might share with you folks. One of my fellow tenants – Frank (name changed) – does some consulting work for a local airline. He seems rather well connected and is actually moving to Arizona in 2016, which is why he is staying in an apartment here in the student housing area of town – temporary accommodations. He and I have struck up a friendship and chat regularly. He has brought me a number of additions for my place, including a slow cooker and a shelving unit. He also helped me move and I gave him a silver flask set in return – not that he asked for anything. So Frank drops by this afternoon on his way to work at the airport and he has a question for me. He says that a major Canadian airline is moving its eastern operations to Ottawa and is looking for someone to write and edit a weekly company newsletter. It is a paid position and he wants to know if I am interested – as I have indicated to him that I would like to write for a living (I have the facial hair down pat now all I need is the job – Ha!). I indicated that I would be delighted to do so.

What do you think readers? I’ll keep you updated on how it goes – I have no clue if he has the connections to make it work but we shall see. Having never edited before, I may ask any of you out there who have edited to give me some tips on how it is done.

Would you like another cuppa? Perhaps a sweet? All our sweets are of the electronic variety and hence are calorie free – so fill up here.

Well, I dropped by the food bank this week – I would likely have been OK until my cheque but my neighbor was going and he asked me to come along, so I went. They were very nice and very generous and I got some very odd things. They rely on donations so they and I are very thankful for whatever is donated. I just have to figure out what to do with some of this stuff. Now, up front, I got some neat food that I would never buy – like bagged green salad (I would make my own but seldom do, so it is welcomed) that is very tasty and some bagels with jalapeño peppers baked in – quite hot but also tasty. There were also some staples, like hot dogs and crackers – all welcome.

And then there were the odd products. For instance I now have a 400 gram can of Devon custard which, it says on the can, is direct from Devon England. Could any of you kind readers explain to me what one does with this? I’ve never seen it before. I also have a can of pure pumpkin (nothing BUT pumpkin – guaranteed – it says so on the can). What do I do with that? I was thinking pumpkin pie – with the custard on top – but I don’t have an oven – just a hot plate and a slow cooker. Suggestions? Also forthcoming were three huge cucumbers, each as long and thick as my forearm. With them were three yellow squash that were about the same length but fatter around. Now I would like to hear suggestions on how to use them for future reference but this time I traded them to a fellow resident who is a wonderful retired professional cook. He makes soups and stews to die for, so I traded him the cukes and squash for some soup and stew.

I also got some single serving containers of Macaroni and Cheese. Now I have a problem with single serving portions. As I age, I eat less and so will buy single servings when the cost is affordable. But also as I age my eyesight deteriorates – even though I get it checked regularly, my ability to read smaller print is getting worse each year. Now the single serving containers are quite small and have a lot of info on them – ingredients, nutritional info (required here in Canada), cooking instructions, manufacturer info, product description and size, etc. To squeeze all this info on a package small enough to fit in the palm of my hand, they use a very fine print. I discovered today, when I went to eat the Macaroni that I can no longer read any of this printing. By holding the package under the light I was able to make out enough to figure out how to cook it (microwave without the metal lid but with the plastic ventilated lid provided). Are any of you readers in the same boat, and if so what do you use to fix this problem? Are there magnifying glasses for us folks? And if so, which are the best?

 

 

On that note, that’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and enjoy the garden. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for sweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

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If We Were Having Coffee Guest Post– August 2/2015: Plane Truth – No Droning On

Plane Truth – No Droning On

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul; I’ll be your barista  today. I’m happy to see you have come for a cuppa and a chat. Please come into the garden and make yourself comfortable. Willow fluffed the cushions on the chairs and set the tables in the garden so we can have a cuppa and chat as we soak up the sun and enjoy the beautiful plants. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax amongst the flowers while we discuss the affairs of the week both personaland/or worldwide. How has your week been?

So the big news in the last few days has been the discovery of a flaperon (part of the wing) from a Boeing 777 that washed up on the beach on a small French owned island called Réunion just off Madagascar. It was covered with barnacles and appeared to have been torn from a plane. There are a few interesting things about this: first, there is only one Boeing 777 that is missing and that is Flight MH370 that disappeared about 20 months ago on the other side of the Indian Ocean; and second the modern composite material construction allowed the flaperon to float, which would not be the case for any older airplane.

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Modified from: Wikipedia read  here 

The flaperon has been identified as definitely from a Boeing 777 but has not been uniquely matched to the Flight 370 plane. That said, there are no other 777’s or pieces of 777’s missing anywhere in the world. All are accounted for. That would suggest quite strongly that this is a part of the missing plane. Since the piece was found on French territory, it has been transported a defense ministry laboratory in Toulouse France. It arrived on Saturday and will be inspected on Monday when the officials come back from the weekend.

Officials match the parts number to Boeing 777

As much as this discovery has raised the hopes of some of the family of those who disappeared that they will finally get closure, officials are not so optimistic. The flaperon was found thousands of miles from where the plane must have gone down (given the fuel it had aboard and its cruising range) and the ocean currents obviously carried it there. They say that working the currents in reverse to discover the plane’s location could not be done after 20 months have elapsed. It is possible that the final resting place of the plane and its passengers may remain a mystery.

Would you like another cuppa? Perhaps a sweet? Remember all of our sweets are calorie free. While we are on the topic of airplanes, there was a scary occurrence Friday at John F. Kennedy Airport in New York. At 2:24 pm Friday a JetBlue flight approaching JFK at about 800 feet had a drone pass by at less than 100 feet from the plane. Again at around 5 pm another jetliner had the same thing happen. By law drones are banned from being within 5 miles of an airport but there is little or no enforcement possible because the laws and enforcement authority have not kept up with drone development. A drone that is ingested in an engine could bring down a plane and a drone that hits a windshield could easily enter the cockpit and kill a pilot, which during landing could also crash the plane. There is another very bad possibility. With modern day 3-D printers, a drone could be constructed from explosive material and detonated close to a plane. Drones have always made me feel uneasy. They can be used for surveillance or they can enter private property without permission. There is no way to limit their travel or actions. And the laws to control them are weak or non-existent. They can fly over major highways and yet do not require any registration or safety inspections. They can hover and look into any window at any level on any building. Or they can be used by terrorists or criminals to carry explosives or poison or nerve gas. (As a worst case). They just have access to too many places that they should not and there is no way to stop them. When writing this post I checked E-Bay and there were hundreds of drones for sale from $60 to $5,000 with the average being around $1,300. What are your thoughts on the proliferation of drones?

$ For sale on E Bay – $1,399 USD

On that note, that’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and enjoy the garden. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for sweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

And of course  the

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  WEEKEND COFFEE SHARE

over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s

Ukrainian design student Herman Haydin has revealed his idea for flying robot bartenders (shown). Called Yura the concept is part of the 2014 Electrolux Design Lab contest. The flying drones would be capable of making hot and cold drinks and then serving them Read more:

Theme: All things travel

Proclaimers : The Proclaimers are a Scottish band composed of identical twin brothers Charlie and Craig Reid. They are best known for the songs “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)“,   Their song I’m gonna be, provides  our travel  theme  by walking 500miles.

Adam and the Ants : Adam and the Ants were a British rock band active during the late 1970s and early 1980s. The original group, which lasted from 1977 to 1982, became notable as a cult band during the transition from the … Wikipedia     They take us back to the days of stage coach travel.

W.H. Auden: Wystan Hugh Auden (/ˈwɪstən ˈhjuː ˈɔːdən/;[1] 21 February 1907 – 29 September 1973), who published as W. H. Auden, was an Anglo-American poet,[2][3] born in England, later an American citizen, regarded by many critics as one of the greatest writers of the 20th century.[4] His work is noted for its stylistic and technical achievements, its engagement with moral and political issues, and its variety of tone, form and content.[5][6] The central themes of his poetry are love, politics and citizenship, religion and morals, and the relationship between unique human beings and the anonymous, impersonal world of nature. Wikipedia      This video “This is the night mail”   takes to the wonderful  era of the steam train

Magical Mystery Tour :

This article is about the Beatles’ EP and LP. For the song, see Magical Mystery Tour (song). For the film, see Magical Mystery Tour (film).  Magical Mystery Tour is a double EP and LP by the English rock group the Beatles, produced by George Martin, both including the six-song soundtrack to the 1967 film of the same name. The material was released in the United Kingdom on 8 December 1967 as a six-track double EP on the Parlophone label; in the United States the record, released on 27 November 1967, was an eleven-track LP compiled by Capitol Records, adding the band’s 1967 single releases.  It takes us to then next type of travel , the bus.

 

my white bicycle Nazarath :Nazareth are a Scottish hard rock band, founded in 1968, that had several hits in the United Kingdom in the early 1970s. Their track brings us to the bicycle!

Trains and boats and planes Dionne Warwick : Burt F. Bacharach (/ˈbækəræk/ bak-ə-rak; born May 12, 1928) is an American singer–songwriter, composer, record producer and pianist. A six-time Grammy Award winner[1] and three-time Academy Award winner,[2] he is known for his popular hit songs and compositions from the late 1950s through the 1980s, many with lyrics written by Hal David as part of the duoBacharach and David. WellBurt Bacharach  wrote the song but Dionne Warwick sang this version mentioning  all or well most of our modes of travel,

Road to Hell Chris Rea : Chris Rea (/ˈrə/ ree; born Christopher Anton Rea, 4 March 1951)[1] is an English singer-songwriter, recognisable for his distinctive, husky voice and slide guitar playing.[2] The British Hit Singles & Albums stated that Rea was “one of the most popular UK singer-songwriters of the late 1980s. He was already a major European star by the time he finally cracked the UK Top 10 with his 18th chart entry; ‘The Road to Hell  which brings us singularly  to the car.

Chaiyya Chaiyya :  “Chaiyya Chaiyya” (English: [walk] in shade) is an Indian song from the 1998 Hindi film Dil Se.. directed by Mani Ratnam. The song was composed by A.R. Rahman, written by Gulzar, and sung by Sukhwinder Singh and Sapna Awasthi. It quickly became popular upon release and its music video gained the same status, partly because it was filmed on a moving train. The Urduversion of the song is called “Chaiyya Chaiyya”, while the Tamil version is called “Thaiyya Thaiyya”. This is not only about travelling  on a train it is the most wonderful song and video , it always lifts my mood!

Led Zeppelin Stairway to heaven : “Stairway to Heaven” is a song by the English rock band Led Zeppelin, released in late 1971. It was composed by guitaristJimmy Page and vocalist Robert Plant for the band’s untitled fourth studio album (often referred to as Led Zeppelin IV). It is often referred to as one of the greatest rock songs of all time.[2][3][4]   Wikipedia      The travel is really in the groups name Zeppelin   but they are on a stairway going to heaven. 

Gerry and the Pacemakers : “Ferry Cross the Mersey” (sometimes written Ferry ‘Cross the Mersey) is a song written by Gerry Marsden. It was first recorded by his band Gerry and the Pacemakers and released in late 1964 in the UK and in 1965 in the United States. It was a hit on both sides of the Atlantic, reaching number six in the United States[2] and number eight in the UK.[3] The song is from thefilm with the same name and was released on its soundtrack album. In the mid-1990s a musical theatre production also titledFerry Cross the Mersey related Gerry Marsden’s Merseybeat days; it premiered in Liverpool and played in the UK, Australia, and Canada.  This beautiful song takes to  the water travel and the Ferry. This too is one of my most favourite songs.

And now  my last  but one video a travelling show ! and who else but a remastered and remade Cher!!!!

Elton John: Sir Elton Hercules John CBE is an English singer-songwriter, composer, pianist and occasional actor. He has worked with lyricist Bernie Taupin as his songwriter partner since 1967; they have collaborated on more than 30 albums to date. Wikipedia   The song “Passengers ” refers  to those who travel.

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