Thanks to my dear friends the Sorensons (who ferried me all the way across the country), I am now established in a little Cornish village named Boscastle (more on my precise location at the end of the week), which is on the Atlantic coastline (as opposed to the English Channel). There will be oh so many more pics to follow, because it is beyond gorgeous, but here’s a quick view of the coastline:
From this point, next stop: America.
Here are a couple of pics of the village, just to start:
You may be interested to know that the entire village was nearly swept away in the Great Flood Of 2004, but the drainage issues appear to have been fixed (the cynic in me says by the same people who built the Titanic, but whatever). Anyway, just to be on the safe side, I’ve been monitoring the forecasted rainfall in the area and there’s little more than the occasional shower predicted, so the chances of my being swept out to sea this week are remote, to say the least.
You’re probably sick of hearing me say this, but I could live here. More specifically, I could live out here in the very cottage in which I am staying, but as I said, I’ll post the details of that later in the week.
It is beyond beautiful. And as I post more pics over the next few days, you’ll see why I say that.
There were really only two houses of the foul excrescences (listed here) in which I would live. Most of my Readers got it right: the runner-up was Edinburgh Road, but it failed simply because it looks like a shed and is too close to a main road (although the sea view is lovely).
But the only (grudging) consideration I would give is to Ness Point:
The reason I don’t mind Ness Point is simple: for once, the architect actually took the ambience and scenery into mind, and instead of inflicting his “vision” (i.e. egoistic bullshit statement) on the world, he created something which actually looks like it belongs there. Note the grass roof:
…but the interior (which I call “corporate whiteboard”) would be repainted in some human-friendly color, with curtains, bookshelves and comfortable furniture installed — you know, so I could actually live there.
I’d still prefer something more in keeping with the other houses, of course ( thus shutting up the neighbors’ whining), but at least I wouldn’t call for massive amounts of dynamite to rid the world of the place — unlike the others on the list, which should all be blown to smithereens along with their architects.
Have I made myself perfectly clear?
I know, some people are getting sick of me sounding off about crap architecture. And this little article shows a whole bunch more that are detested not only by me, but by the people forced to live next door to them. Here’s a sample picture:
But read the whole thing, because I have a surprise for you. One of those houses, in my opinion, isn’t so bad — in fact, I could see myself living in it, albeit with vastly different furniture and decor.
Which is it? As they appear:
- 6 Wood Lane
- South Steet
- Ness Point
- Edinburgh Road
I’ll reveal which one next week. Your guesses in Comments.
Just in time for those winter sniffles comes this news:
A man claimed that masturbating cleared his sinuses – and doctors said he was right.
Skyler, a husband from Arizona, said that when he couldn’t fall asleep due to his stuffy nose, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
He appeared on the show The Doctors where the professionals broke down the science behind his X-rated trick. They explained that during an orgasm the muscles contract around the body, including inside the nose, which can temporarily relieve sinus pressure for both men and women.
Research has shown orgasms can also help with the immune system, insomnia, stress, pain and overall help live longer.
So I have only one thing to say:
By the way, I have no idea whether this miracle cure works for women.
(As my friend Patterson once said: “Women have orgasms? They’ll be wanting the vote, next.”)
…because we’ve already explored the five worst things to hear after sex:
- “Sorry, I guess my diarrhea hasn’t finished yet”
- “Can you go a little deeper?”
- “I think you’re making my genital warts bleed”
- “I wish I was anywhere else but here right now”
- “When I said you were tighter than a 10-year-old, that was supposed to be a compliment.”
Your suggestions in Comments. If they were actually said to you (e.g. the penultimate one, in my case), so much the better.