Musings from the Merse
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Ogwen Valley, Welsh Wales, Snowdonia
For the benefit of Jordanian bloggees I have borrowed this image from the junior son-in-law who has just returned from attempting to climb 15 mountains in Wales (This is Snowdonia) in the one walk-all this for charity.. (See link to Babymother http://www.20six.co.uk/babymother for wifely comment) I like the picture as it could well be Jordan especially in the mountains that surround Petra-apart, sadly, for the abundance of water . If Jordan had access to Welsh Water she would not need to worry even about the monthly newly built hotels and their daily flushing of thousands of toilets and cleaning of hundreds of BMW's. Not to mention the 40% of water which is wasted via leaking or broken pipes.
A little vignette. I was at my favourite old supermarket the Rainbow Market below First Circle-our main source of supplies in our time year in the 1990s. As I was settling up in that chatty leisurely way no longer the practice in say Sir Morrisons when an old venerable gentleman courteously brushed past me with his solitary purchase. An Islamic scholar of the old school I thought.
Or perhaps not: As he left the premises I noticed he was 'telling' his prayer beads with his right hand and in his left he partially concealed his acquisition. A small bottle of Gin. Or it may have been Vodka
. Cheers!
A little vignette. I was at my favourite old supermarket the Rainbow Market below First Circle-our main source of supplies in our time year in the 1990s. As I was settling up in that chatty leisurely way no longer the practice in say Sir Morrisons when an old venerable gentleman courteously brushed past me with his solitary purchase. An Islamic scholar of the old school I thought.
Or perhaps not: As he left the premises I noticed he was 'telling' his prayer beads with his right hand and in his left he partially concealed his acquisition. A small bottle of Gin. Or it may have been Vodka
. Cheers!
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