No time for the post I wanted to do

Because I’m saving battery for the United game this evening.

But I did find out the RGB code for the colour of the purple colour of the “stuff” on the “new” Elizabeth Line which goes across London. Don’t ask how. Or why. (The colour, not the geography of the line.)
But the RGB code for that Elizabeth Line purple is:

R105 G80 B161

Which means that the Hex code is #6a50a1.

Which looks like this.

I have no idea why you would ever need to know this, but if you ever did… well… it’s right there.

Tomorrow’s post will be another compilation of images, but right now, I need to excuse myself and go and do some football. A James McAtee debut is incoming.

Looks Familiar

Back from a couple of days away and a bit knackered after a long drive. Lovely little road trip though with some great food, wine and experiences.

So here’s a quick snap taken this morning to demonstrate the power of the iNaturalist app to an interested party.

It’s an LBJ – or, if you use the app – it’s a Familiar Chat. Oenanthe familiaris.

The owner of the property on which were staying has seen loads of these birds every day for year. But he never knew what they were. A quick snap and search and now he knows.

We were also able to point a tiny, cute Neddicky out to him, perched on one of his vineyard posts.

Nice to share.


It’s been a while since I did a quota photo post, but here one (or even two) quota photos come right now:

This poster tube came our way a while ago (long, uninteresting story), and I just liked how battered and well worn it was. It seemed silly not to use the opportunity to snap a couple of atmospheric pics.

As for the address, it turns out to be one of SA’s most famous brick and ceramics companies, built upon the high quality clay fields near Olifantsfontein in Gauteng. Those clay fields were discovered when siting and building of the railways was taking place in the 1890s and soon afterwards in 1896, the Consolidated Rand Brick, Pottery and Lime Company was set up by diamond magnate Sir Thomas Cullinan. Thus the business became colloquially known as Cullinan Brick.

Sadly, I have no idea when the poster tube was sent to Mnr Schalk van Wyk or what was in it, but it has now made its way safely back to its owner.

A random selection

Three things to blog about today. All three are completely unconnected.

Firstly, the red-winged starlings have discovered the loquats on the loquat tree. The upshot of this is that the garden is now constantly filled with the noise of red-winged starlings, actual red-winged starlings, and half eaten fruit all over the floor. A rough estimate suggests that possibly slightly less than 5% of the crop is ripe, and that’s what’s attracted them so far. Thus, things are likely to get at least 20x as noisy and messy before the loquat season is done.

Oh joy.

I still want to go to the Faroe Islands (yes, this is the second thing, no direct link from the loquat situation above). I think I actually want to go there more than I want to go to Iceland now. And not just for the natural beauty, but for the engineering prowess of that country.
Yes, including the world’s first undersea roundabout (that looks like a jellyfish):

The amount of money they are spending on tunnels is huge, and it gets even huger when you consider how few people will benefit from those tunnels because of how few people actually live there. The pro-capita spend is utterly ridiculous and almost – almost – obscene.

Thirdly: I’m off to the physio again tomorrow morning and hoping for discharge. Not in a gungy fluid way, more the administrative kind, please. Last week’s exercise was wiped out by sickness, but I’ve been working hard since then and I’m hoping that I’ve done enough catching up to warrant freedom from all the restrictions that have been in place since I tore my calf.

Hold thumbs. Cross fingers.
Thank you.